|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?
|17 Aug 2009||julia||Did you seriously start this?
Wow. I couldn't imagine being as small minded as you.
|17 Aug 2009||bogdan||evry way is . its ol the same
|17 Aug 2009||Angeltears||http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=g5VLtJeeEpA
Please to take a look at these links. I will be posting more on this forum only because I stumbled upon it when I was at my lowest point and so may someone else. The links I am posting may help others as it helped me. I suffer from bipolar and many people who look for answers online do too. Well you are not alone!! Millions of us are waking up to the fact that life sucks!!! So we need to make a better plan and create a new way to live. I hope you will like it because I sure do!
Lots of love to all of you out there and many many blessings!!!
|17 Aug 2009||Angeltears||With lots and lots of love....|
|15 Aug 2009||....||i wear a mask
i look just fine,but deep down,i have fear
over being my self and not caring.
but i can't.becuase i am psychotic
so i gucess i am still bleeding.
i can be my self,but never enough
that lets me be free.
|13 Aug 2009||marlene||i just want someone to talk t someone i can tell things to i can tell my best friends but she just cracks a joke and blows it off. my parents don't even listen to me they'd rather listen to their idol child my brother!
can someone talk to me I'm lonely....
|13 Aug 2009||Sky Rock||Don't~|
|08 Aug 2009||anna||i'm a liar, i'm a fake.
i've self harmed since i was 11, and the saddest thing is, i have the ideal life. sure, i don't always get on with my parents, but i generally have a good life. plenty of friends... yet i feel unkown. unwanted. I've attempted suicide, only to be found with a noose around my neck and saved by one of these so called friends.
I'm scared of life, I don't want to leave school, i never asked to be alive, i hate it so much. i am aware there are those who have a much worse than myself. I am 15, i should have my whole life to look forward to, but i don't. it was just a random combinations of events, statistics and chance that i came to be in the first place.
it's a gift i do not want.
i need to leave this, it's killing me as a person. I cannot laugh like i used to, i feel nothing, i want to be nothing.
|07 Aug 2009||no name||first you need to look at your banner kinds of different ways and it anit a pretend or a game it is a illness for people with mental problems so maybe you should learn in school first then maybe play on the internet yes!|
|06 Aug 2009||Paul||I used to think of killing myself when I was 12, 13, 14, 15...
and on and on and on
I'm 50 now.
Was a cop for 25 years, and helped and saved countless lives and turned others around
had four children
they are all good people...
yet here I sit
still thinking of killing myself
38 years later
because I am sad and don't know how to handle the sadness
but, sure glad I did not when I was 12
would not have made a difference in the world if I had died in 1970
or shortly thereafter...
older but not quite wiser?
|06 Aug 2009||Maggie||I don't know what to do. I'm going insane, and all I can do is continue this petty existence. I wish I could gouge my eyes out and fling myself infront of the next incoming truck that speeds down the highway.|
|06 Aug 2009||vanessa||drinking some poison at nite.|
|06 Aug 2009||golden.srk||m 30 n want to commit suicide as m fed up vd ma lyf. any1 plz help me wt to do to finish up ma lyf..boz i tried many ways which dnt work. now finally i found a way to swallow a huge amnt of mr cury....will it work????????????|
|05 Aug 2009||gabriel||i dont know.|
|05 Aug 2009||jocee||Please, Call the kids help phone. Your life will be so much better. Even if you have to get a foster family, You will feel much better. Get a job, earn some money and buy some clothes or something good to make your self feel better. not drugs, cigs, or pills. buy something that will make other people feel good like clothes, jewellry, games. I really would like it if you wouldnt feel the way you do. take a couple naps everyday and drink some water. go to the doctors and ask for some anti-depressants. not to kil;l yourself with them, but to make you feel better. exercise is another way to make you feel good. not just about your body but exercising acctually make your brain and your body feel better. I hope that helped. have a nice and long life. :)|
|05 Aug 2009||go to mac donald's it will be long but deadly at least|
|05 Aug 2009||Jjung Eun||Don't breathe|
|05 Aug 2009||Kable||I enjoy your prose, your pose, your pantyhose wrappend around you neck. They can also be used as a makeshift automobile belt in a bind.
A suicide kit you ask? Almost anything can be included, from a small rubber ball that can fit your gullet to a baby seal who wishes to club you. An open ended question if you ask me and for the sake of this post I am telling. Perhaps you stumbled upon this while you were searching the best way to kill someone under 13. Until this point I was not aware there is an age limit which you pass and gain new methods. The wrists are so 10 year old, the shotgun is so 18.
Hark another pill down the hatch till I awake to muse, use and abuse my bruises once again.
|04 Aug 2009||Kamilleon||Well, I'm 13. theres a hook in my garage, and we have rope. this is probably the easiest next to shooting yourself, because te most painful part, when you jump off the table and break your neck, it just makes you want to die even more. but the other night, I dreampt of doing this. the garage was decorated like a fortune-tellers hut, and there was a tall lady there next to me. i remember floating, right above where the hook was. the lady helped me through it, like she had done it before. but of course, thats impossible. when I jumped off, the room got darker and darker, and all i could see was the feint glimmer of the candles. then, i started to feel pain. not a physical pain, but a mental pain. It was like regret, longing, sorrow, and fear all at once on maximum power. i imagine that to create that dream, my bodys emotion hormones went on overdrive, because the emotional pain hurt even worse that when my appendix burst. and after i died, i could still feel the emotoinal pain. I felt as if my body, my concience, and my aura BECAME the pain. it grew deeper, and deeper. until it hurt so much, i screamed. in real life. and i woke up. at first, i didnt remember the dream at all. i knew i screamed, but i didnt think about it when i woke up. later that day, i was online. something reminded me of that dream, and soon i was on the floor crying. please, dont commit suicide. my theory is that the last thing you do with your energy, you will be for the rest of existence. and the only time when dieing would feel good is if your a happy person and you were having a good time and died. or of you are a sick person, and you were resting. but a depressed person commiting suicide to end the pain, it doesnt end, you become it.|
|03 Aug 2009||Shana||That deep dark place where no light enters... its a transitional space. It feels infernal, eternal.. but like all things, it passes. Everything is in passing. Nothing is ever constant. Nothing. Some things last longer than others. Is that a depressing thought? It can be, but it can also be hopefull. Sometimes, you need to LET your world come crashing down around you, and in that silence, when the dust is settling, the noise is over but is still reverberating on in the inside of you. If you sit in that darkness, and let yourself feel the emotions of your world crashing, you will live to see the dust settle, and what is before you is an entire NEW world that you had NO idea about. Eventhough you had no hope for something better.. write about your pain, write through the pain.. sing, paint, dance, play, and live through the pain. The creations from the pain are beautiful.. and you will look back with sadness that you felt so terrible, but you will be happy to have grown to see it.|