|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?
|14 Apr 2010||ruby||WHAT! there is no such thing as kids playing suicide R U CRAZY!why not some fun game something appropiate ur such a BAD example and ur fu**ing crazy GET A LIFE! dumb***|
|14 Apr 2010||Oliver||I'm sitting in my room, there is a noose in my bathroom tied to the shower rail and I've been trying to work up the courage to kill myself, guess I'm just apprehensive of the 10 min or so of excruciating pain it will take to asphyxiate myself.
Its not a new problem for me, I am 23 and I have been clinically depressed for about 5 years, I've never fully attempted suicide but i've come close many times. Recently I have become so introverted and hopeless, I've always had high hopes for myself, I wanted to be a filmmaker and/or a musician and/or an artist, I've spent years cultivating the technical skills for such endeavors, but my own obscurity and insecurity has ruined my chances of doing anything with these skills. I just dropped out of art school for the second time, and I am bound to be evicted since im in student accomodation, my student loan has been cut and I've got no job and a lot of debt, also dont have any real friends and the one person I loved says she has never hated anyone as much as me and is glad i'm miserable. If anyone can tell me why I shouldn't kill myself please email me: email@example.com
|14 Apr 2010||ro||drinking bleach|
|13 Apr 2010||Ed||I think of killing myself daily and at night just pray that it's my time to go in my sleep. My life has completely fallen apart the last two years and it's just a mess. My teen years were horrible, my 20s were a mess, I lost my job, lost my apt because of it, can't find work, living unemployment check to check and now basically ran out of money. I'm 11k in debt and had to move back home and hear nothing but shit from my parents on a daily basis..Life really isn't worth living, is there a point? No, I don't think so. Some people were born for greatness, some are just put on this planet for no reason. I can't catch a break. I just can't get that one chance I need. Life truly fuckin sucks, it is true..when your down you just get stepped on..The rich get richer, the poor poorer. I'm just so sick of it all already..One day I will have the balls, I just hope it happens naturally or in a car accident first. If shit doesn't get any better...I really don't know anymore. Life is so unfair, how are some people happy and some never get an opportunity...I'm such a loser|
|13 Apr 2010||Chris||To all of you who have "attemted" suicide i say your a bunch of posers. It is unbelievably easy to end your own life. To have failed at doing so means you did not really want want to end it. You simply crave attention which is the reason you probably wanted to kill yourself anyway because you did not get enough attention.|
|13 Apr 2010||Jay||I read everything.
The posts,the forums,the pages,the words. And suddenly,I don't feel as alone as before. I think I mistakened suicide as a solution to my problems. Let me explain. You see, you want the never ending pain to end. It's draining your energy,it's depressing you,you hate this feeling. You mistaken it for life. Yes,life is unfair,but if you died,life would go on. And it wouldn't have solved my problems,either. Mom would have still hit my siblings,she would have still threaten to call the police if we didn't agree with her,and she still would have thrown things at them,objects and words. It wouldn't solve anything; But I still wonder to myself,'Is it really selfish of me to want to be happy?' Mom says it is. She says she should be happy,because she deserves it. I don't deserve anything. I'm selfish,ungrateful,ugly,lazy,fat,et cetera.. But I don't care,because I already know I am all those things.
You're probably thinking to yourself 'Are you completely mad? You're none of these things,she shouldn't call you that!' But the thing is,I don't know what to think anymore. Everyday,I'm isolated from everybody,hiding in my room,pretending like mom doesn't mean the things she does. I hate it. I want it to end. Everything. But it's only now I realize it's not life,it's this. I just want everything to stop,like the 'pause' button on my remote,and think. Think clearly,full of clarity,not of influence and judgements that I was raised with since birth. But please,don't kill yourself. At least,for the 'wrong' reasons. (But hey,everybody is entitled to their own opinion.) What I mean is,calm down,breath a few times,and let the pain fade away. Even if it's just for a moment. It doesn't matter if you're thirteen,nine,twenty five,or fourty. I love you. I don't know who you are,or your name,but I do. I love you, because you have decided you don't want this. The never ending pain. (You're fucking awesome.) Thank you for making me feel like I'm not alone in this seemingly cold,cruel world.
|13 Apr 2010||robert||i always think of that song "theres always someone more fucked up than you" when im feelin shitty. dont remember what it was about or who by, i think its just the title puts things in perspective or something. ive been through all that shit when i was younger, but i didnt have a hard childhood, well, not in comparison to some people, try living in iran or palestine or saudi arabia, theres plenty of hell holes out there. but i didnt realise my problems were so small. its because of the society we live in i guess where the different are penalised and we're all led to compete and we're so focused on ourselves its hard to see things from an outside perspective. but now looking back on all that i can see how it has changed me and made me who i am, and we all wouldnt be such interesting people if we didnt have our ups and downs, even if the downs go on for years and the ups for days. its funny, for the last 4 months ive listened to nothing but Elliott Smith he makes me smile behind my eyes, and id reccomend him to all who visit this site. anyway if anyone wants to talk firstname.lastname@example.org
oh and to answer the question i always thought skydiving without a parachute would be a good way to go.
|12 Apr 2010||Tony||What is to die? To end your physical life? The start of your spiritual after life? Does any one actually know what is to come after you cease to breath. It is all just speculation, so to end ones life before the time is right is not right but misleading as to you know what is beyond.|
|12 Apr 2010||ted||hey, i've attempted suicide heaps of times. but im on the recovery, i found the best way to live is to be honest with yourself. im happy to here your stories.
my name is ted, and my email is email@example.com
|12 Apr 2010||Bec||Try to erase your birth, make it null and void. Make yourself a ghost, and invisible and gone. You are clear and content, you are shadow and shame. You are death and dare.|
|11 Apr 2010||BCF||A handgun is the best way. All the other way cause a great deal of pain and well we have all expierenced enough pain in our lives. I'd go with a handgun.|
|10 Apr 2010||cancerofthehead||i m alive, i m getting high. don t forget music. all the bullshit i wrote on thi s wall that never was published.|
|10 Apr 2010||deykamol||With magic and fairies and special cow dairies, gnomes and pixies and other such mixies of wonderful items, a concoction of spring. This is the way you end your life without having gone to much strive.|
|10 Apr 2010||Sarian||y just under 13....im 24 n i feel i have nothing in my life...ppl around me think i have everthing going on, sum even go to the extent of extreme jealousy...but i feel, i am all alone. had a fe w BFs but the last one i was with, gave him everything...that i became so dependent on his love n approval...and just a few weeks ago, he said he hates me n doesnt care and love me anymore. i know this is a small deal for a lot of ppl, but to me, its a bog deal, because i was never accepted for who i really m....i never felt comfortable w any1, except for him.. and now, he says thinkg like he doesnt care or respect my feelings anymore, he wld rahter lie n spend time w friends than even c my msgs...i feel so lost in this world, i wish i cld take my life away (the only thing i have control off) but i can;t when i think of my mum, and bro and my dogs... i canl;t help falling into depression and crying each time i think abt how low i have gone...i hope i get tht strength to help me come out of these toughts..|
|09 Apr 2010||Janie||Life is so ridiculously boring. Look at me, I'm fifteen years old, my life sucks.I have four sisters and a younger half brother. My father hates me because I don't take care of my health properly, and I'm not nice enough or smart enough or pretty enough or, whatever enough. My stepmother hates me because I'm not...whatever she is, the perfect stupid fucking turkish girl. My sisters hate me because I'm annoying and whiny and I complain, i guess, even though I try to be fucking nice and make so many like, sacrifices to do nice things for them. My one friend who I love would never love me back, because I'm fucking fat and stupid and I can't even date, and even if I could, I doubt he would ask, because he really doesnt like me like that. I know who he likes, and she is 1000000x better than me, in every way. I should die. I deserve to die. I made friends online playing games, because I'm a stupid loser-dork-face or whatever, but it made me happy for a while. Until my sister, who is an even bigger dork than me, god I hate her, started playing too. She literally took my friends away from me, and she made them like her better. They like her better, and I am just the annoying fifteen year old again. No one likes me. Seriously, I've come to that realization. No. One. Fucking. Likes. Me. I don't like me. SO what's left to do but die? Sorry I'm not under thirteen, but fuck, age is just a number, and I'm going to be dead anyway.|
|09 Apr 2010||cancerofthehead||hello. I droped something like a hundred pills 2 days ago (second overdose. two days after first od). abilify, leponex, prozac, lyrica on 6g/L alcohol intoxication. I m scared I will die of kidney failure. I woke up last night at 7.00 sh I was fine. I know that in hospital they give strict instructions for the patient not to move and stay in bed. I ve been through overdosing at hospital once, now I live alone with my dog, noone cares, noone s checking if i m still alive (my phoneline s still not working, and second day only with internet since bills had not been paid). Waking up I felt so dizzy, I could n t walk the line litteraly, I d constantyl be falling on the left or the right, back or front, my inner balance had been disrupted so violentyl I could not walk anymore. I thought I d stay like that all my life, I wonder if that s normal, even though I almost became a doctor, I was expelled from medical school in 3rd year because I prefered to get high on the tuition fees and did not pay on time. I used to be an amphetamine addict. Now I fucked up on my entire life for the rest of my life I ll become the madman of the neighborhood. I considered hanging but don t do that, the pain is so excruciating it s not even human, never give in I failed to attempt, was scared. 1,8% success for pills. that s low. Anyway I m scared I might die in the next hour because I know that kidney failure can occur 48 hours or more after intoxication. Patients are not supposed to move. "don t move": been there already, from now on I ll overdose at home. Know? then they send you to the warp for 6 weeks. I don t want that.|
|09 Apr 2010||lonely||I dont know im 18 im fat im ugly my boyfriend makes me feel like crap he saying he looks around because i am fat and i should lose weight to look my best for him, im stupid i cant do anything i used to be suicidal from age 11 to 15 i was ok then at 16 i got with him since now im ready to die i might really do it tomorrow my families out of town im writing my letters now and i know when where and how i hope i really do because it would be a regret if i dont again they say life gets better but it always gets wrost|
|07 Apr 2010||Jordan||I don't have a reason to kill myself, sure everything around me is horrible at times and might be worse for the person beside me, but i wanted to post on this site just to share what keeps me alive and keeps the door that hides all those bad things locked. Music, for me music is everything and i want to help people realize that it can do so much by just closing your eyes and listening, every emotion, every feeling anything that's ever happened to you can be expressed through music and you can feel it when you listen. It might make you sad, or angry, or even suicidal but in the end music is still there, it never leaves and doesn't care if you're big or ugly or what anyone thinks about you cause it's there for you.|
|07 Apr 2010||LivingforHim||To write Love on her Arms
|07 Apr 2010||twiggs||I cant b r e a t h e. I dont want to. I dont understand: what did I do to everyone to make them resent me so much? I didnt mean to hurt anyone, if I did. I just want to know w h y everyone hates me. I guess its just because Im here in general. Its not my fault I was born. Its not my fault I loved him. Its not my fault that he left me. Its not my fault that my friends forgot about me. Its not my fault. He left me a year and four months ago. Almost a fucking year and a half. Im not even strong enough to let go. He doesnt love me. He didnt love me, even when he said he did. I still think about him e v e r y f u c k i n g d a y. for a god damn year and a half. Why does everyone leave? What did I do wrong? Im tired of always blaming myself for everything. Ive been thinking about it a lot, and I realized that its not my fault. Its everyone elses fault. Its their fault that I hurt so badly. Its their fault that Im alone. Its their fault that I have to put on a smile and lie every day. Its their fault I cant just end myself. End my pain. End my loneliness. Why cant they let me? P l e a s e. just let me die. I am so sick of this world. Theres nothing worth living for here. So why dont they let me? They just want me to hurt more I guess. Wow, I didnt know they hated me THAT much that they cant even let me die. The just want me to suffer. Im tired of sobbing silently; without anyone knowing. Im tired of keeping my pain all to myself. B u t, no one wants to be a burden. I dont want anyone to go through what I go through. To feel what I feel. No matter how much I hate them. Thats why I dont just end myself. I try to hold on for my family, whether they want me to or not. My dad killed himself. The year that he did, I started getting suicidal as well. No one knew about him & no one knows about me. So, you know that theory about how energy never dies but it just goes on from one form to another? [like when an animal eats a dead one and gets energy from it?]. well, what if the same thing happens to emotions? What if when you die, your emotions or energy goes to someone else? What if because my dad killed himself, his energy didnt die: it just went to me? Oh, god. I sound like a lunatic. Well, I kind of am one. Im high as hell and depressed as fuck. This should be fun.. (:|