|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?
|24 Apr 2007||the killer||when i was 8 my step dad beat me for 5 years. then he told me i was an actident. so i did him a favor i jumped off a three storie school. and 6 months in a nut house. then i got his gun but i did not use it. and now i am 21 and today i am going to kill him....|
|23 Apr 2007||scary looking freak.||i think it is amazing all the different posts. the topics. some want to help. others well they want to help but just not in the right way. such a variety.
and yet this web site cant run itself. the show must go on.
|23 Apr 2007||takethislifeandshoveit||I am a mormon and I have always fought suicidal thoughts and they put me on anti depressants when i was 9 which i recently went off of but am thinking i should go back on because if i dont then i know i will take my life. I am just tired of being treated like shit and wish i could take my own life, but i have no supplies that would really work and i have in the past tried overdose and hanging, but that just landed me in a hospital and i would jump off the golden gate but i have no way to get there as i dont even have a license because i have NO desire to drive right now. So right now as my life turns to shit i sit here wondering what i should or could do to make it even better than it is. i tried to get another job but out here where i live is impossible, so i am stuck with one job and one volunteer position. i was going to college but havent gone in a year cuz i dot like the classes they offer because there is nothing that would get me through life so i am going to try and apply for admission to byu, and see what i can get thru them. id like to get an AA in english but maybe im too stupid to even do that. well thats whats been up with me feel free to write back if it doesnt waste your time.|
|23 Apr 2007||8-bit||a good old fashion o.d. is the way to go.
how is this site "appalling"? human beings are scum, and we are inferior in both appearance and thought! death, is so much more beautiful than <u>birth,</u>
in so many different ways.
|23 Apr 2007||Anonymous||how do i kill myself? im 15. seeing a therapist..but it doesnt help...i still wanna kill myself...wut do i do? how do i kill myself...i really wanna shoot myself but i hav no gun...sum1 email me please n tell me how.|
|23 Apr 2007||alexis||you talk to your mom and if u want to make her suffer u kill yourself in front of her own eyes|
|23 Apr 2007||felicia the great:
did you finnally get your tiffany diamonds?
|22 Apr 2007||HansVonG.||baffeling it is....
why people turn to people when they need help when people is the main problem.
healing is a process. i am working on my process. you could even say i am being processed.
my life is similar to drinking public toilet water in a gas station. i know about suffering so bad you just want it to end.
i also know that is not the answer.
i know that when all hope seems to be lost that if you just keep living that tommorow may bring something better.
i know this from living life.
in the gutter.
|22 Apr 2007||the girl i tried to wed is dead.||my girlfriend killed herself.
now i am so sad.
now i go to the cemetery and cry.
i only think about my lady
i want my baby back so now i pack a shovel.
i no she wants me cuz every night at 2:15 my baby haunts me.
your more than just a corpse to a psycopathic clown.
|22 Apr 2007||Sable||I have been suicidal for pretty much my whole life. I first hurt myself in kindergarten when I was obnoxious or something and was told to wait in the corner. I freaked out, thought I wouldn't be able to graduate, and dug a cut into my left hand with my nails. I am 15 (almost 16) and first thought about killing myself when I was in elementary school (maybe 3rd grade or so) and got in trouble for some stupid thing. I imagined holding a knife over my heart and dropping it in. Yeah, a pretty dumb, petty reason, but hey-- I was in 3rd grade. I have always feared (and now hate) my parents, especially my mother.
At this point, I have, obviously, a bit more of a serious reason to want to end my life. I have an eating disorder, I was anorexic and am now bullimic, my whole family knows and I am forced to see a therapist. I am depressed a lot because I am so ashamed, and angry at them. I have no privacy; my room is chronically ransacked; I have no friends at school; I am accused of purging even when I haven't, and can't defend myself because I have broken all trust by lying and don't trust my parents at all. My parents are now talking of putting me in a hospital...and if that happens, I will go through with suicide. As of now I'm probably too chickenshit to go through with it. Despite my antisocial personality, I like school. Not the students but the teachers. A very kind lady is teaching me Russian, and many of the other teachers I genuinely respect. I do not want to fail school because I am in a loony bin. I could not handle being in such a place anyway. I cry every night and fear this above all else; I pray to God or whoever may help me that I find independence, that I survive until 18 when I can leave all these people behind. I just want to graduate highschool but it seems so hard... I am so tempted to kill myself; I fantasize about it often.
As for the best way I guess sleeping pills and slitting one's wrists are out. They are ineffective--the former will leave you with permanent internal damage, the latter with scars so that everyone knows you tried to kill yourself. Hanging and drowning are likewise not the reliable. I would say a gun is effective but you have to know where to shoot. You could end up shooting a part of the brain not critical for survival and end up in a vegatative or brain damaged state, which, to me, would only exacerbate any problem I (or you, I imagine) am facing now.
Pretty much every method has some risk of failure, as evinced by how many people fail to commit suicide. The ratio of failures to successes is alarmingly high. My advice would be to research well before you take any pills or try to shoot yourself or jump off a bridge or anything. If you really want to end it, make sure your will is resolved and your method sound. And DO NOT commit suicide where someone is liable to find you quickly, because then you will just be rushed to a hospital and resusitated.
But most of all, make sure you have no other options. If your problems have just arisen, give it a while. I know it is hard but you should try for at least a week, if only in order to do shit you haven't done before and otherwise enjoy your last moments of life. Consider how your family and or friends will react. How much of your life's work you are leaving unfinished--how many goals and dreams unfulfilled. Consider who will find you and what state you will be in (bloody, with vomit around you, crushed and mutilated, with shit in your pants, etc). There are few less dignified ways to go than suicide. If you are under 13 or any minor I would strongly suggest trying to wait until you are an adult (when things will get better) or running away instead of committing suicide.
|22 Apr 2007||Death||If you're already dead inside then all you have to do is wait for the shell of yourself to rot and decay.
I, myself am suicidal and have been since I was 17. I'm 22 now. I cut, I like to bleed I guess.
I've been on anti-depressants and they did nothing for me. I quit taking them. They were useless.
I should be happy. I just recently got a job. After 14 months of looking, applying and rejection I have a job. The conclusion that I've come to:
I've wanted to die as badly as I want to now.
If you want to talk come find me on Yahoo: gothicgirl
or e-mail me firstname.lastname@example.org
or look for me on myspace: www.myspace.com/Marilynscursedone
|22 Apr 2007||megan||i tried to commit suicide when i was 15 because of some family problems and problems at school...and its not the right way i tried to over dose and then i tried to cut my wrist...my friends found out and went to the school counsler i missed 3 months of school becuase i was in a hospital.. im not 16 and i go to a new school my parents r devorced its still hard but i know im loved and cared about i still go to counciling 1 every 2 weeks...|
|22 Apr 2007||The Heart Broken lil sis||Please,dont anybody on here kill themselves.I havent tried it my ive lost many people due to it.My friend George Palladino,who was like my brother, jumped off the Walt Wjittman Bridge in Philly on Nov. 21,2006.I miss him so much. If your trying to kill yourself first stop and think about the people ur eafecting. i lost 3 people in the past 7 months due to suicide. Im begging u, PLEASE DONT KILL YOURSELF. It wont make the pain go away because the guilt of what u did and the memories of ur happy days will follow u and ull start to regret it. Dont hurt ur family and friends by doing some stupid shit like that.Im starting to cry just thinking about why my "big bro" jumped of the damn bridge. Please go and get help or whatever u need to do so ur not another precious life ruined.
Love u bro
R.I.P George Palladino
|22 Apr 2007||flick||if anyone wants to talk, i dont mind.
add me on messenger, if im on, i wont lie.
i do know some things, have watched people in their lives, still goign in mine.
|22 Apr 2007||kelli||my brother screwd my life my mom did too. i remember coming home and just starting to cry alone in my room. my brother would threaten me with steak knives. my mom would take her anger towards him out on me. her words hurt more than anything. they still do. my father beat me. i was crying one night and he came in and started hitting me really hard. it bruised me good. i suffer from severe depression now. i try to kill my self every night. it never works. i used to stab my arms. a couple hours ago i slit my wrist. but im still alive. only one person know about this. she is my friend. i tell her everything. i talk to her every night. i dont talk to my parents anymore. they scare me. im 14. i wish my life would end soon. i pray every night it would. but no. she said God wants me here with her. so i listen to her. she told me about a website that could help. of course she read it first.she gave me numbers and places to contact. but i dont. im afraid of wat they would think. thats just the way i am. and i dont think it will change.|
|21 Apr 2007||dead inside.||I don't think anyone gets it. They don't understand why I care for him so much. They don't understand why I love him so much. Maybe, they think I'm naive. I guess one could say that I am. But you don't know him like I do. You haven't heard the things he tells me. You don't know anything. And what, just because we're so far away and unable to meet just yet...just because we're on two sepearte ends of the continent...your going to tell me its not real??? I think thats fucked up. I don't need to know what he looks like to love him. I don't need to know where he lives to love him. I don't need to know anything....all I know is who he is on the inside. I get a glimpse of the person he wants to be. The side of him that not many others see. I get to know who he really is. And thats why I care about him so much. Because he is a beautiful person deep down inside...he's just been hurt over and over again. Sometimes I don't think he even knows just how special he is. So the next time you decide to tell me that this isn't real. That I'm being taken advantage of or that I'm wasting my time....please think again. Because you are wrong to say that to me. You are wrong to make assumptions about him when you don't even know him. On a regular day to day basis, I don't do much for myself. I'm always being told what to do....but this time...I'm following myself just this once. Because I know its worth it. I admit I'm naive...but when something is worth going for...you go for it. And he is so so so worth it all. Even after I was certain he would hate me for something...he didn't. His reaction was the complete opposite. He is so special to me. Please don't try to take him away from me because I won't let you. I love him. I love him. I love him.|
|21 Apr 2007||paru||i dunno y...wen i take the fucking blade in ma hand...my hand shivers...it juss doesnt go into my flesh...wht to do mouchette?
help me pls?
|21 Apr 2007||Felicia The Great||It's Felicia the Great again!
I guess it's safe to come back here. Some idiot was posing as Mouchette.org and it didn't really phase me.
Where have Lucy Cortina and Billy the Freak gone? Nobody knows.
|20 Apr 2007||Kill Me||wow suicide i think im ready no one cares my girlfriend just broke up with me she doesnt give a fuck a week after we broke up she got another hoe i thought she loved me but i guess not she fucking hates me so this is the life that im going to start wow im really looking forward to it well if i happen to die today then consider this my suicide note bye guess|
|20 Apr 2007||paru||finally i spoke to him...after a long time.........i didnt feel happy rather i felt angry.at the world....at everything around me.......i juss feel like closing ma eyes and dying...whenever i close ma eyes i can see myself slitting ma wrists and lying down on the cold floor.....evrything seems to enjoy around me except me
he is the one killing me............i noe it.............evry second....its juss happening.......i smell blood......can feel it trickling down my hands.......i can feel the pain too......yet i feel numb....i bite myself to stop myself from doing something else....i aint scared of anything now......all i want is death............and thts wht i am not getting......sometimes jusss a song is enough to bring tears to my eyes,,,,sometimes juss words.....whts happening to me?
i love cutting my hands and hurting myself coz i feel happy when i am going thru pain..............blood.....evrything about blood makes me so happy....thts the only thing which makes me happy now.....fed up of everything.....now i feel light hearted....nothing in this world can bother me now...nuhthin...
i am not alone rite now...i have so many people around me..people who cannot feel pain juss like me...they cannot....becoz...they r not alive anymore....we walk together as siblings ....feeling the same numbness....and they are happy to have me with them unlike the alive world...