|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?
|22 Dec 2008||jackie.||please help me|
|22 Dec 2008||jackie.||my name is jackie im 15 currently and i have nuthing positive to add..i recently got a criminal record and i have made lists after lsits of pros and cons of why i shouldnt end my life. my life is totaly ruined now with a criminal record no decent employer will hire me , so there is no great future for me except mmaybe behind a cash register at the supermarket. when i saw the embarressment in my parents faces at the police station... i just dont think i can live with myself anylonger, i have court in the new year and i really dont see my self there. at the moment i cant look into my parents faces. i cant answer them properly, i have unpluged my tv, i dont deserve anything, i dont even know why on on the computer, i think i just came on here to find the best way to kill myself, least messy way, least painfull way.(apparently its drowing..)
i dont want to die, i just hate myself sooo much, i can remember when i did stupid things and i promised my self that i would kill my self but i didnt end up doing it (obviously) and i was glad i didnt but i have been in depression for almost 6 years now and i dont think i can handle this anymore... i think i just went way over the top. i just keep replaying last night over in my head and the things i could have done, should have done, but i didnt. no point reminissing in the past i guess
im not a coward but im not strong enough to go through this. i cant stand up infront of a judge knowing my parents are behind me wanting me t o go to juvie and plead that i am guillty but i would love it oif he would find it in his heart to just not send me to kids jail ultimately.
i thought about running away, but what good is that going to do, i think this is just the best way.
my life is ruined and my parents...hate me.
i just love them so much.. i dont think its.. fair. for them. im so sorry i could even let anyone make me think of anything so stupid, i have digraced myself,but most important i embarressed my mom even more than i ever have i and can deal with that.
|21 Dec 2008||moleman||something makes me wonder.
why isn't mouchette a scientologyist?
i got 1 less visit,Rin is to far away
this time i think.
im working on getting a ride.
thinking that i'll be spending it
with you,after 10 days.
just calculating excess baggage fees wtf
they hide that shit until the last minute.
|21 Dec 2008||you gotta give em hope||Look, I'm not drunk, high, or anything like that. I'm well, I'm not really, but it damn near feel's like it. I feel hopeful, god dammit. I couldn't tell you why, but I do. For this split second I believe in true love, peace, happiness, dreams, that my voice matters, that all people are good and should be loved, that a better tomorrow is waiting, that the voices of justice and freedom and all great ideals can reach out and overcome the hands of hate and ignorance no matter how long of a time line is needed. Right now, nothing is blocking my mind from the blissful nirvana of hope. Before I return my feet to the sturdy, harsh ground of reality, and my lurking thoughts of suicide, I want to personify my hope as something just as abstract but so much more real, change. Things would change if everyone could feel what I feel right, and I'll be damned if that change isn't as crazy as utilitarianism, or even freedom, Because god know it is. I hope such a great insanity can occur, one day, and I hope everyone by and by could have a split second like this one.|
|20 Dec 2008||JAMES||I THINK THE BETTER WAY TO HANDLE THINGS IS NOT TO DEAL WITH THE PAIN BY COMMITTING SUICIDE BUT INSTEAD TO BIDE YOUR TIME.TO WAIT TILL YOUR IN A POSITION TO GET REVENGE ON EVERYONE WHO EVER WRONGED YOU.THATS WHAT IM TRYING TO PREACH REVENGE NOT SUICIDE.WHY HURT YOURSELF? NO ONE WILL CARE.I USED TO BE A SUCKER LIKE MOST OF YOU UNTIL I REALIZED LIFE IS JUST A GAME.DO SOMETHING CRAZY.DONT GO OUT QUIETLY BY KILLING YOURSELF.IN STEAD WREAK SOME HAVOC.ROB A FUC#KN BANK.KILL SOMEBODY.YOU ONLY GET 1 CHANCE TO DO IT RIGHT SO DO IT BIG.UNLEASH ALL THE PAIN INSIDE OF YOU IN ONE VIOLENT BURST.YOU THINK I DONT HAVE THE RIGHT TO TELL U ANYTHING.THIS IS A KID WHO FUC#ED HIS STEPMOTHER TO HIS FATHERS OBVIOUS DISMAY AND THEN FUCKED HIS AUNT(NOT A BLOOD RELATIVE LOL) TO HIS UNCLES OBVIOUS DISMAY.WHY YOU ASK.TO CAUSE PAIN.TO MAKE THEM AS MISERABLE AS I AM.IAM THE EMBODIMENT OF PAIN.I AM THE KING OF PAIN|
|20 Dec 2008||Kriah||Cool site.
The only thing that comes to mind when I see the comments though is "what has the internet come to?"
I mean seriously. I have seen tons of sites like this one and there all the same. Someone asks "whats the best way to die?" and everyone says "don't do it!" or even "do it!" but no one ever actually answers the bloody question seriously! I mean my god! Face it people! There are tons of suicides every year and if someone wants to go through the trouble of thinking and planning it out and even doing research on the internet, the least you can do is support them in their decision and give them some damn advice!
I don't really have a horrible life or anything like that but I have attempted suicide before. My method was advil overdose. I took over 30 pills but didn't die. They put me in a program for "teens with problems" (I am 17 years old and I attempted last year btw) and it was mainly filled with kids with drug problems. Didn't help at all. Anyway, I am still suicidal to this day and I am researching different methods.
I'm not going to bore anyone with my life story. I will only say that my whole family suffers from depression, my mother is bipolar, my father an alchoholic, and that suicide runs in the family. So I've got my reasons and I'm sure anyone else considering has got theirs as well.
If anyone wants to discuss different ways to "end it all" SERIOUSLY!!!, I'd be happy to discuss it.
|20 Dec 2008||Please hear me out. The best thing to do is to kill the idea of wanting to kill yourself. The worst feeling in the world is to have someone you love die. What is harder is knowing they did it. My daughter's father killed himself. In turn i wanted nothing but to do the same. Yet, I knew how painful his death was to me. So how would I kill myself without hurting the one or two people i did care about? I made them hate me only to realize a suicide attempts later what a bad choice I made. That is all I can say. It hurts too much to talk about. There was so much pain going on in my life to even talk about. I needed help... sometimes I still do. I don't think there is anything in the world to get rid of those feelings. Don't be afraid to ask for help... I was. i made a lot of bad choices. I am getting better, but it takes all of my energy. I feel those of us that want to commit suicide hurt so much. We want help but where do you go to get it? Who really can understand us? There are free counselors who can help... don't tell them you are depressed or suicidal: Just explain your need to understand your emotions or find more self worth. try to build your self esteem up. Suicide is pain you aren't dealing with properly, but no one knows how you have to deal with you. That is something only you will figure out.|
|19 Dec 2008||JAMES||HOW ABOUT THIS FOR A REASON TO KILL MYSELF.I SLEPT WITH MY UNCLES WIFE A WHILE BACK AND MY FATHER DESPISES ME.I AM JOBLESS.IM 21 AND IM A FAILURE.IM WORTHLESS.IVE BEEN VERBALLY ABUSED BY MY MOTHER MY ENTIRE LIFE.SHE ALWAYS TOLD ME I WOULDNT BE ANYTHING,THAT I WAS A PIECE OF SHIT AND NOW LOOK AT ME.ITS JUST LIKE SHE SAID.I DONT HAVE ANY FRIENDS THEY ALL RAN OUT ON ME.IM DEPRESSED ALL THE TIME.I CUSSED GOD OUT LAST NIGHT HOPING HE WOULD PUNISH ME LIKE HE DID THE LAST TIME I MOCKED HIM.I PRAY FOR DEATH EVERYNIGHT BECAUSE I DONT HAVE THE BALLS TO KILL MYSELF.IM A LOSER|
|18 Dec 2008||Aureus||Dear Mouchette,
All I want for Christmas is exsanguination.
|18 Dec 2008||Tigger...||You Know Im 14 too.
And to tell you the truth life has been ruff My dad
Never believed i was his daughter.
&& My dad abused me when i was 6 But he stopped.
I don't live with Him no more because he && my mom fought And i cryed cause i saw them fight.
Then My dad would always say your mom is doing witch Craft.
&& i believed him .
WHen i was 12.
He kicked me out of my house.
So i went with my mom.
&& My mom dosnt appreciate what i do.
My step dad and her recently had a baby.
My ex Loves me.
But he always changes his attitude in front of his friends.
Me && my friend are planning suicide... On monday.
&& im really depressed because i cut myself it helps.
&& once you start you cant stop its like drugs.
Once you start you cant stop.
But sometimes i think about it.
And i hate it.
I have low self esteem too.
&& i hate life.
I really wanna die.
|16 Dec 2008||Micah Johnson||My Name is Micah Johnson and im 16..... My parents got divorced when i was 8 years old and thats when i got diagnosed woth a dpression order..I first tryed to commit suicide when i was 91/2(i tryed to hang myself) And at night i would rry and run away from home.. My mom started dateing and i hated every guy she was wit>> so i did my best to make therir life a living hell...when my mom got married for the 2nd time was when that ass hole tht i hated tlked her into sending me to a crazy house...my 9th grade yearwas when i tryed for the 2nd time i over dosed on my medication..and was in the hospital for 3 days.i threw my life away on drugs and skipping school and hanging out wit th wrong crowd. i was a cheerleader homecoming queen and everythin..BUT NOT ANYMORE..all i wan2 do is die and kill myself...but i always think about my friends and what they would do.. I just ant hanle the stress anymore... what do i do?? and suggestions email me at (firstname.lastname@example.org)|
|16 Dec 2008||Jackie||well i'm 19 but i have thought about killing myself a lot. i was suppost to be getting marriend in 5 days but it all starter back when this guy played me along just to get me awaay from the guy i was to marry now i have noone i miss my honey and i would do anything for him back. i know my family and friends hate him but idc i love him. this other guy ruined my life. i wanna kill myself|
|16 Dec 2008||Cog||First get some fine wire mesh and construct a giant plastic funnel about 4 feet in diameter and put the mesh over the top of the human sized funnel then place the funnel into a open manhole into the sewer, then jump off a building into the funnel.|
|15 Dec 2008||Tin||Open the TV and watch comedy.
Laugh as crazy as impossible.
If God wants to pick me up, then I just die in such heavy laughter, breaking my lungs or being asphyxiated.
If He doesn't think this is the best moment for I to end my life, okway, I would stop here and continue to watch.
|14 Dec 2008||look what i found||http://neddam.org|
|14 Dec 2008||Kuborion||HELLO KIDS!!
This is the place in the book where I string words together to form semi-coherent messages, which, despite their chewy nugat center of sincerety, some people take far too seriously. Letters from "kindred spirits" come in telling of how they agree with my views and how the world stinks, and how they wish they could just kill themselves. Well, dispose of yourselves quietly, if you must, so long as you don't leave a note sying I told you to do it, you self-esteem deficient loons. I happen to have a certain fondness for existing- soda wouldn't have that lovely fizzy feeling if you were dead. Think of all the things you would miss: Cartoons, music, movies, video games, music, art, fingernail growth, sex... well, perhaps not sex, depending on how weird your mortician is. SO, rather then fill this page up with the usual vicious unpleasantries, I will tell you a little story----
A few months back I had two jobs- this one, and another FAR less pleasant where I had to look at people. I decided to quit that second job and live happily in my little room drawing little pictures. I was thrilled and looking forward to this new life, so on my last day of the JOB, I felt fantastic, as it was also to be my birthday the next day. I was happier than a chubby little, drooling, criminally insane baby. Not only that, but I was to be attending my first gallery exhibit in Hollywood, and I looked forward to seeing some friends, who taught me some Japanese curse words (always handy). I had an amazing bagel on my lunch break, and returned to the inane job of responding to the monkey people. Suddenly, I did not feel so fresh. Suddenly I wanted to sit down. My exit form work was not so great, afterall, as I was feeling, quite uncomfortable in mi tiny corporal self. At home, I waited for discomport to pass, as midinght came and went. HAPPY BIRTHDAY, JHONEN!! NOW GET YOUR ASS TO THE HOSPITAL. My birthday present was a three day stay in the hospital with a tube, so rudely thrust into my chest, sucking out the evil that had ruined my smiley time. Not only was I experiencing new, and vivid levels of pain, but I was as far from a Slurpee machine as I could get, and I could not walk for the fact that my chest felt as if it were stung by some giant, ultimately unpleasant killer bee. Aside from the novelty of using a urinal bucket for the first time, there was nothing to do but drift in and out of frightening sessions of sleep. I shared a room with a very old looking gentleman named, Pedro, I think, though he did not strike me as Pedro. Pedro would moan like the dying, behind his curtain, and under the ocean of medication they had him on - morphine, I think, because his world, in his thin, worn skin, liiked like a hell that made my chest feel quite unimpressive. His family would diligently, come in every day, and just watch him stay alive. On my last day there, a nurse came in to tell him about the operation he was to have in a few hours: a feeding tube was to be inserted into his stomach, to bypass the tumor blocking any food. He, in his tired, wavering voice, ashed her how long he had to live. I'm so used to hearing that on television, often as a joke, but when ACTUALLY heard him say that, behind my littl;e curtain, I wanted to cry. Amd the nurse said what's been said so many times to so many people, that we never know when we must go, only yhat life should be lived while it is had, because ANY day could be the last. A familiar thing for me to hear, but it sounded different that day. It made more sense than it ever did before. I do not want to die just yet, and a world that creates people that claim that THEY want to is a world that I don't want to understand.
|13 Dec 2008||drink white spirit !!!|
|13 Dec 2008||listen||Dont listen to anyone here they are all just kids who dont know anything. half of these things they are telling you is a big chance that you will either have a painful death or live worse then you did before if you survive and you probably will survive|
|13 Dec 2008||speck||we , the people, of the americas are no more than a speck living in a freeloading country. obama will damage us like no other in the next 4 years. we will have no more freedom. and im ready to commit suicide because im tired of being lonely, tired, and depressed day in and day out. i miss my friend and for some reason cant get a hold of him. he wont reply to texts, or pick up or call me back. im not sure whats going on. i want to die so this misery ends. guess i'll just continue sleeping every waking hour away for the next few years so i won't have to show my face to humanity of all mankind.|
|13 Dec 2008||kicsey||well, i'm 14 so.... I geuss this doesn't reallii count for me. I'm a cheerleader, I have a good life, a nice house, i've never realli had to worry about money issues... so now your probly thinkn, oh this rich bitch is gonna kill herslef over a pair of shoes or something material like that. But no, that's not why i'm posting.
My own mother, who apparantly to everyone who "knows" her 'loves me to death'(ironice huh?),has mentally abused me since I was born. When I was a baby, she wold shake the crib and scream at me to stop crying.. I know this cause she told me, and LAUGHED about it. For most of my preteen years and into my teen years, she has called me fat, ugly, and everyother thing that make semi-sensitive people cry jus because the "inside" pain is too much.
My dad's worse though.... My grandfather on my dad's side had died, and my cousin had been very attached to him, unlike me who kept myself severly unattached to any member of that family. My cousin and I were spending the night at my dad's place, when he came barging in (my cousin and I were having a convo about our grandfather) and started screaming at us that if we were better people he would still be alive ( my grandfather died of a construction accident)..... This happened a mere 3 weeks after his death, I was the first person my cousin would speak to. She doesn't talk much anymore. And before this had happened, my dad drank a lot, and when he did, he kind of ignored me. I thought that when my grandfather died, he would realize jus how short life is, and maybe love me..... he's a severe alcohilic now.....
The two people i'm on this earth for is my other grandfather, and my boyfriend. My grandfather on my mom's side is my world, and I am his. he lost his first child ( a boy with my grandfather's name) in a car accident on the way back from the hospital. He was at the funeral by himself, my grandmother was still in the hosiptal. My aunts and uncles, and my mother, jus found out about this a year ago, it happened close to forty years ago.
And my boyfriend, he makes me smile, and I love him. But he doesn't get the full extent of why peopkle wanna kill themselves. The answer is different for every person, but the truth is that all those answers start at the same place...... the pain is too much to bear.
After reading a lot of these posts, I realize that I can move forward and make a better life for myself, and that I don't realli have it bad as some.... i'm a very dominant person, and it seems as though everyone is trying to get me to be submissive. But I won't, i'll keep fighting and live every moment to the fullest.... cause every moment yu think about suicide, a piece of yu dies.... and yu thought life was short before? but to some people who read this and think, bitch yu don't know what your tlkn about, well, maybe I don't. Life is short, but if it's too long for you, do what yu have to do to find peace within yur war zone.
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