|Reading these suicide pages you will find people seeking help and people offering their help. Some witness about suicide from real life experience, others who play along with me would pretend it's a children's game. Some make sick and cruel jokes about it, and angry people blame me for even mentioning the subject. You might also want to read my favourite answers. If you want your answer to be included here, fill in the form.|
What is the best way to kill yourself when you're under 13?
Quelle est la meilleure forme de suicide pour les moins de 13 ans?
|07 Jul 2010||Kate||fuck life. if your not liveing it for yourself, who are you liveing it for? ive been a fuck up ever since i can remember, tried killing myself when i was fucking eleven years old. now, no normal kid does that. how many times have i tried overdosing in hopes i could end my life? 4 times in the past 3 months. everyone has their up and downs, but mine seem to be downs almost all the time. I broke up with my boyfriend cuz i liked someone else, now everyone fucking hates me they "lost respect" for me, a couple older girls wanna beat the shit outta me. Im tired of pretending to be happy and liveing my life for others. If im not liveing my life for me, why live it at all?|
|05 Jul 2010||chris||Im 17 im in high school. im becoming a senior. The day people figured out I was gay in high school (Junior year btw), they all ridiculed me right on the spot. Juniors, Seniors, teachers, even parents. One day after football pratice, i was walking home and a group of guys ran behind me and bashed me over the head with a glass bottle, and they all kicked and punched me while i was down on the ground. Then they took me into a back alley way and took there turns pinning me down and rapeing me. When they were all finished they spoke amongst each other saying ' so how do you wana kill the fag?', one by one saying it over and over " lets stick a knife into this failed abortion". One of them pulled out a knife and plunged it into me, he whispered into my ear "die fag". I passed out and they ran away. I crawled my way into the street praying that some one would find me. Twenty minutes passed and finaly a car drove by and the stranger helped me to the hospital. Where i went into surgery..... My mom and step dad picked me up and took me home. And there i stayed. *The thing i want u to walk away with from this story today is, if u read this story plz dont judge me, if u do then u must have made up in ur mind that u know me now and u can tell who i am without listening to me, but of course u can tell me who i am and i cant, because obviously u know me better than i know myself. Plz dont judge.*|
|02 Jul 2010||pleaseeeeeeee eeeeee e update eeeeee eeeee e||its been over a month. why hasnt this forum been updated?????????? ???????????? ????????????? ?????????? ??????????????? ??????????? ???????? ????????? ????????? ?????????????|
|01 Jul 2010||Brody||Emo music|
|01 Jul 2010||Kelli||Listen young man i know its hard and its tough...but life is too precious to do something sooo stupid. I am 19 divorced, and have no relatonship with my mother by choice now. When i was 9 months old my mom left my dad, my older sister, and me. She was 19 and partying was her life for the next 6 years. My dad remarried a Bitch that beat me, her dad raped me, beat me and cheated on my dad..in front of me many times. My mom tried to come back to save me but only to hurt me when i was 7 when my dad remarried. Later to find out that she was a drug addicted and try to get me to turn against my dad. I chose to stop talking to her for 6 more years because she was allowing my 6 year old little sister to do drugs and drink with her. When i was 15 my dad finally believed me about the woman he was married to that she was cheating. We left, and my dad went down the deep end. Im 15 a freshman in high school working 3 jobs raising my self. After 2 years i couldnt do it and i turned to my mom. Again..i was hurt by her, her abusive, perverted hustband and was back on my own. 6 months later a guy i had know my whole life asked me to marry him. i said yes. I was working 50 hours a week a senior in high school taking care of both him and i. I couldnt tell you how many times i have been baker acted, how many different guns i tried to use, or how many times i would sleep wishing i would never wake up. 4 months after i got married, i graduated high school with a 3.6 by my self working...just to proove to people that there is hope in some people...a month later my husband beat the hell out of me...that when i still look in the mirror i dont see myself the same i still see the horror that he did for 6 hours and he locked me in our house for 3 days before finally turning himself in for what he had done. I had the same job for 3 years and quit because it was all the same. I drank, and drove, took pill cut myself. I have tried it all been through a lot and still walk around with a smile on my face.
Sometimes its better to kill others...with kindness than it is to kill your self...because once you have done that you have prooved to all those bad and mean people...that you let them choose your path instead of making your own.
|28 Jun 2010||twiggs.||I dont think they fucking understand what I put myself through. I dont think they understand what they put me through. I smile and fucking nod through SO MUCH fucking bullshit, its ridiculous. And what, I get punished for it? WELL WAKE UP EVERYONE: ITS NOT ALRIGHT. Nothings alright. It hasnt been for a while. Its all coming back again; where I was last year. You know, its funny how being happy or normal for a couple of weeks for no apparent reason can really open your eyes again to how shitty your life is when it goes away. Im tired. Im so fucking tired. I just want it to be done; I just want everything to be over. Its been a while since Ive felt like this. Its been a while since Ive woken up and cried and went to be crying. Its been a while since everything sets me off. Its been a while since Ive felt so alone. Its been a while since Ive wanted to die so badly. But, nonetheless, it IS back. Its back with a fucking vengeance. The other day I completely flipped a shit. I took down all of the mirrors in my house and have still been to terrified of what I might see to put them back. They hurt me so fucking badly; all of you do. But, I continue to push through it, for everyone elses sake. I mean, if I actually DID kill myself, who else would they take everything out on? How could I be so selfish? Im only here to be someone elses punching bag. Hey, at least I have a purpose. Thats the only thing that keeps me semi-going: the fact that if I did off-myself, someone else would have to be put through what I go through. And I would NEVER wish that upon anyone. When I was 8 or 9 years old I prayed to God all the time that if he would give everyone elses pain to me because I didnt want anyone else to feel like I do. I guess thats my fucking destiny or something. To be kicked around. Fuck this. Fuck everyone. Fuck you. I try and I try and I try, but when I dont succeed to everyones standards Im punished. I cant help it. Im sorry. Im sorry Im still here; but I wont have to apologize for long.|
|26 Jun 2010||the one who deserves death||Whats the Best way to kill yourself when you are 13?
Here is the Answer, there is no best way it all hurts very painfully.
you have alot to live for and trust me you really do... i wish i had chosen the right path when i was around that age but depression got the better of me and i continued my ways.
i say dont do it, there is no need live your life and grow old and then die of natural causes.
|26 Jun 2010||hayle||i am only 11 and so far my life is crapy my sister sydne (9years old) is driving me mad every time she bubes me i kinda hurt her and I GET BLAMED FOR IT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! i have been thinking about killing my self in the less painful way iwas thinking of running away and dieing of starvation. my parents are divorced my dads old job (army) made him go away and he almost missied my first birthday HE CAME 2 DAYS BEFORE and he has missed a total of 9 of my birthday so that means he came to 2 of them. :( i know when u kill ur self u leave ur loved ones but sometimes i think they dont love one time my mom was wathcing her fav show on tv and she yelled at m when i went up stsirs and she made us dinner at 11:36pm|
|26 Jun 2010||life hater||i am 18 and i have beautiful girl friend who really loves me and the only thing i need is to stay with her.....She came in my life a couple of months ago before her i really decided to end my life but fortunately she came in my life to give me a new life but again now i am really depresed i really want to end up ma life coz i hate my father and mother they never cared about me or i never got love from them at the age of 12 they sent me to a military boarding away frm ma home so now after 5 years when i am back they dont respect me i relli hate my father my mother relli they dont give me money too it does nt mean ma father is poor but he is a rich man he is 20 th grade engineer and my mother is headmistress i really hate my life i cant see a better future for my self i cant relli give full attention to my studies but i am just living for my girl but if my father come to knew about her he will never allow me to live with her so i cant live now i will relli end ma life|
|20 Jun 2010||ace||this site is cruel and damaging to the human mind. there is lots to enjoy and love in this world. we do not need this site, this creator will go to hell for spreading so much sadness in the world.|
|20 Jun 2010||annonimous||i cant take it anymore!!! i hate my life and i want to be dead im so confused i dnt know what to do. every1 else is moveing on exept me im just stuck i cant explain it im 12 years old and i want to commit suiside i dnt know how to i cant talk to any1 about it because i feel no1 understands me. i hate evrything about my life. i JUST WANT TO RUNAWAY from everything and be happy. what should i do carry on with my crappy life and try my hardest to find myself or commit suiside which my parents and family will find hard but arrrgggggg HELP ME PLZZZZZZZZZZ|
|07 Jun 2010||pooja||tell u to ur parents wat happened with ur life...if u cnt den u should go to that person whom u trust alot......if dere is no one ...then go to front of mirror ..den talk with urself...den may b u overcome by dat...then u fell better...bcoz that human lifeis presious for us...n u shld obey it..it come many brillions year..hope soo..|
|06 Jun 2010||lawz||I tried just before my 17th, i was dead for 4 mins. I wish it had worked. I have now been to 2 friends funersals in the past 7 months- both took thier lives. 10 months after my 1st attempt i am still trying to end my life i just cant find the joy i used to have nothing seems worth while.|
|06 Jun 2010||Beckoning||This website is morbid. I understand though, since I stumbled on it in my search for my own method of suicide.
I am sixteen years old, on prozac, in therapy, but really who is it helping?
Not me, thats for sure. Because I still walk around, drenched in the darkness, imagining the blood pouring out as I cut through that blue vein running down the length of my arm. Really, Im always staring at my arms; fantasizing about my own death.
I used to be against suiside. It is selfish and horrible and pointless but FUCK im in so much pain all the time. I am convinced that I will never get better, and so death seems like the only option. I love my family and I dont want to hurt them. Thats why Ive been keeping journals the past three years; for them to read once I finally do go, so they see how badly I was suffering and so they arent as sad. I think that they would rather I end the suffering.
They wouldnt want me hurting like this...
|06 Jun 2010||Penny||You must be ashamed. You fucker.|
|05 Jun 2010||Sarah||I know plenty of ways. You can hang yourself. You can slash your wrists. You can overdose on tylenol, or any (non)prescription drugs. You can drink cleaning products, you can shoot yourself, you can even set yourself on fire. You can jump of a bridge, you can smash your head in to the back of a toilet. You can stab yourself and bleed out. A more painful way to go would be to dress up fully in winter gear and set it on fire. You can carry a big rock with you and walk in to the deep end of a pool or the deep waters at a beach.
... God I need help...
|04 Jun 2010||Sid||spend the next 40 years regretting that you didnt.|
|04 Jun 2010||Christopher||It makes me quite sad to read this (I found this page by accident. I know how some of you feel. Ok Im lucky enough to say I've never been abused and i will never be able to understand the kind of pain that must cause but I know what it's like to look on the mirror and completely despise what is looking back and feel like erasing myself off the face of the planet. I spent 3 years desperately depressed and ended up in hospital more times than I care to remember. I took overdoses of sleeping pills, painkillers and a huge amount of alcohol. I've cut myself so bad that i've lost some movement in my rift hand. There is no way to properly describe fully the pain that I felt. Right now I'm trapped in a loveless relationship with a man that openly cheats on me constantly. I can't find work so I can't get out. At least work was an escape for me. My family has disowned me because a while back when he started cheating I forgave him and refused to leave him. I spend every day being told I'm worthless and a waste of space. But I know that if I kill myself I will only prove the world right so I vow to somehow pull myself out of this rut and make something of myself. I know what it's like to not be able to sink any lower and be gripped by complete desperation but no matter how desperate you are everyone is unique and special. I know you probably don't feel it but I promise that each and every one of you has a valuable place in life. It may take time to see it but I swear it's true. There is nothing so cruel as false hope so I whole hearted swear that every person on earth is amazing and beautiful in their own way. I love you all and I hope one day you can see the strength in the mirror and love yourself for having the strength to overcome your pain.|
|03 Jun 2010||Rose||I am 16 right now. Do I want to Kill myself? Yes. Can i? No.
I have lived a hard life. I am physically, mentally, emotionally hurt. My parents believe that i am a bad child. They think that i have done drugs, have multi sex partner. and that i want to hurt them or kill them. I am not crazy. Have I done drugs? No. Have i had sex? No. Do i want to hurt or kill my so called family? No.
I have been building up emotions ever since i was little. I am feed up with their shit. i am done. the best why for me to that is to leave. I cant do it anymore. I cant help myself sometimes but think my self as shit.
I am well known in school, for various thing that i have done in my pass. I am tired of letting history repeat its self. I have changed but they seem not to notice. They care about their image to muchh to care about another persons feelings.
if this was to be last words. Then bye and thank you for sharing my pain. but if this isnt then i will keep fighting. I know i wont make it pass 18 anyways. i am done, thank for reading
|02 Jun 2010||nicki||Your 13, I'm 38...all of these people giving you good advice. My children are 15, 18 and 19 a couple of years ago their father, my husband committed suicide. Things are never that un fixable, I've had similar thoughts since as I've been depressed so if you want to get help go and speak to your parents or a teacher or even contact a councillor yourself..
You may not realise it but just putting your question on here you have asked for help....I love my children as I'm sure you love your parents, It doesn't matter how desperate you or I feel sweetie but it breaks my heart of the thought of putting them through any more pain...so I'll make you a deal, we won't..and we'll get help...xx