|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?
|08 Jan 2006||GIRL ON THE BRINK||I am on the brink of collapsing in a heap on the floor and never getting up. All i have 2 look forward 2 these days is when ill next get some draw & go 2 the pub an drink myself stupid and get kicked out for flashing or crying or fighting!!! My ex best friend was admittied to a mental unit afew months back far away from me. But I went to see her i loved her like a little sister. But when I visited her in Ticehurst where she was being detained I saw her for only half an hour and she seemeed fine then I went outside 2 hav a fag. Ten minutes l8r when I went back in to see her again an just do normal stuff like chat an play games etc...I was told I cudnt see her as she had taken an OD they didnt say what but I think it was salt. Only thing she told me she could get 2 hurt herself in there. She didnt die luckily.
Anyway the staff members thought id given her drugs or something but I hadn't I couldent believe this was happening. L8r her mum phoned me and told me 2 stay away from her and even my ill friend Id been 2 see told her mum Id given her the so called *tablets* what a load of bull!!!! I was her bestfriend now i know she was very Ill and deluded an all but I cudnt believe what she was saying. Why woud she say that? Anyway havent seen her 4 ages dont even know where she is or if shes still alive. And I miss her so much its horrible. I cant keep relationships going for long as I am said by doctors to have a *personality disorder* which I wish theyd never told me as im now constantly thinking I stand out and look weird 2 others. I cant leave the house without having a drink as Im scared of what will happen anxious & self-concious. Doctors put me on anti-depressants 2 try an help but have been on them for like over a year now and they havent done fuck. Why cant i be happy? Why cant I live like other people do and forgodsakes stop whining like a hissy bitch. I dont want 2 die but i have no other plan 2 sort myself out as i think iv tried everything there is out there in the way of help.
BUT THEY'RE HELP DOSEN'T HELP ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !
|08 Jan 2006||Melissa||I'm suprised as much to see ten/eleven year olds posting on here. I thought these things only occur during mid adolecents. Anyway, it's been on my mind lately. I haven't gont so far as to do anything, but the thoughts are there, like wanting to jump infront of a car, but stopping; holding your breathe till you go purple, but stop; drink so much, till you forget; and most recently taking out all pills but yet to have swallowed them.
Some people have reasons, traumatic sources, but I -- I have no reason hahaha. Philosophically we always search for the truth, the light in which we've binded ourselves from noticing. I saw it once, just a glimpse. And it blinded me. You know where that light exists?.. In our deaths. I see it in my dreams, and I came to figure out what it means. That after life, there is nothing. We grow up, live on, and die. We are only dying since we've been born. So what is the difference from now to when your old? Nothing, except all those so called great experiences you might encouter, not saying that you will, because for some it could just be helll all through the way. The reason I haven't yet to do anything about my discovery is because, for me, I see hope. Slowly it's beginning to fade and that notion is lingering.
My reasons I should say for this aren't really serious, typical teenage angst, but because I came early to acknowledge where my life will lead me makes me choose this pathway. Sure when I was 7 I was molested by my stepdad, hah I pretty much got to 3rd base and no ones knowssss. bwhahaha. My parents are split and married other people, and yes, that stepdad had a child with my mom, I now have a lil brother. My dad's effed in the brain, 3rd wife and their married but in different countries. I went through many stages of loner to being the most popular person in highschool, I've been the fat kid, I've also been the skinny kid, I can be known as once the jock, and the freakish brainaic, -- now I'm just the person who went through it all and nobody pays much mind to me anymore because they just given up. My parents have, my best friends have, and so has I guess, dare I say it, God. Though I don't believe in any sort of deity anymore.
So what's the best way to kill yourself?
-overdose on tylenol about (30 pills)
-cut your wrist on running water
-buy a gun and shoot yourself
-drink cyanide or moonshine tons of it
-drown in the tub
-light yourself on fire
-take sleeping pills
-run infront of a car
If you live close to vancouver mail me back, I'd like to see other peoples reason and if you've concluded the same as me.
|08 Jan 2006||pissed off and confused||do you people that go on this site ever think that maybe this 13 year old girl is dead... this site was issued years ago... her skeleton probly rots in hell right this moment... yet ur still tryna tell her to do it... im anorexic
im depressed im suicidal
and i wont go as far as actually dying... unless its slowly because... although im afraid to live... im also afraid to die... an and has anyone else noticed that these people feel this way for reasons... broke hearts... sad and hard childhoods... cant you just accept that they feel that way... they need to make their mistakes before thye can fix them... and they need to fix them alone so they can learn from them... and all u fukwit heartbreakers... try loving someone the way they love you for a change...
|08 Jan 2006||non-suicidal||well...i was just browsing the net when i came across this website...actually, thats a lie. i'm pretty pissed at my parents right now. some people say, "oh my god, my parents just don't understand me" but im willing to bet my bank account that they understand you more than you think. however, in my case, i KNOW that they don't understand me. they are just sooooo...gah..there is no word in the english vocabulary to describe them. my dad is getting better...but my mom...holy crap. she is so insensitive, untrusting and selfish. i realize that many people are being beaten by their parents as we speak, so why should i complain if im not being physically abused? well, im not sure. it just seems to me that i have to bottle up all of my emotions...until i end up bursting. which i know will happen soon. oh man, here i am complaining about my parents when there are MUCH bigger problems out there. the thing is, i have friends and siblings who actually LISTEN to me (unlike the parental units), and i have to say that those are the only people who are keeping me going right now. i'll admit, i have had suicidal thoughts at one point in my life (because of my parents, of course)...i mean really, who hasn't?? but what im trying to say is that its not worth it to give others the satisfaction of you killing yourself. if you're all saying that you have no friends, that everyone is turning on you, then why would you do what they EXPECT you to do? i've always hated doing what other people wanted or expected me to do...i would always do the opposite. my parents tell me to clean the table (not ask), and i would simply make it dirtier....even though im a neat freak and i absolutely think dirt is disgusting. wow, im so off topic. im not giving you pity, cause i realize you don't want it. all you want is to be heard, right? thats all i've ever wanted from my parents, for them to listen, trust or love me. but, i honestly don't think thats ever going to happen, so do you know what i do? i MAKE friends who i know will listen to me and help me when im feeling low. i know that its not like you can walk up to a stranger on the street and say, "be my friend" ...of course its not that easy! but keep looking, its worth it when you find at least one friend who you like listening to and who will listen to you no matter what. eek, i write a lot...and i haven't really answered the question. the truth of the matter is, that i have no idea:) im not going to suggest you find god or get over it... just talk about it like you are on this website, and someone will listen. i read a lot of these emails and although i can't exactly sympathize with you, i want to help.|
|08 Jan 2006||bronwyn||hey im only 16 and i dont know how old this site is and whether or not anyone reads it or not but id like to help. first off i was once in your positions, only once did i have the guts to actually attempt anything more severe than cutting, but my mother came home early just as i was slipping through the noose. I am atheist so you know that i do not believe, but something must have kept me here. I never got councelling but the tremendous amount of support i got afterwards from my parents helped me. It made me realise that there are people here for me, even if its very few, and i would certainly not want to hurt the only people still holding out for me. i was 12 years old when i did this and i am now 16. I am still young but in those 4 years i have realised it wasnt worth it. Ive pulled through and now things just couldnt get better. To get the rainbow, you have to put up with the rain. Im not going to go into my own details anymore, would just like to let you all know that there is more out there. Hold on. Youre more beautiful than you all think. If you would like to chat about anything, post your email up here and i will add you to msn or drop you an email. Dont be scared to come forward. :) smile|
|08 Jan 2006||aimz||possibly overdose.. i think its the only way not to feel the pain.. but then i wonder if u want to end your life u might aswell have some pain.. i know someone that jumped in front of a train at the age 16 i was only 13 then and didnt even understand y he would do that till now that im 17 n thinkin the exactly same thing... i wish i could jus dream of comminting suicide then wake up from it.. i jus wanna see ppls reactions, who cares, who doesnt.. then maybe it might make me look at life better.. all my teenage years ive been shitted on by every friend ive had, every boyfrind 2 i can never find the right person.. and it has had a huge inpact on my life.. im so depressed|
|08 Jan 2006||Anthony||the easyest way is 2 go 2 the dollar store n buy a black cap gun, then go into a cop shop n point it at a cop, say good by n start shooting it, the cops will turn you into swizz cheese! this is a great way 2 kill ones self because you can't go to hell 4 doing it, because the cops killed you!!!!!|
|08 Jan 2006||Deb||drink 16 oz. of amonia with all the pills you can find, while lying down close your eyes n never wake up, but if I had a Shot Gun n one bullet I would put it too my temple and PULL the TRIGGER!!!|
|08 Jan 2006||dana||u freakin idiot. y would u create nething like this? wut the hells rong with u? y r u creating sites like this? if u want suicide so bad, y dont U just commit it? just stop putting things up like this, cuz this is horrible.|
|08 Jan 2006||Death||Suicide is a permanent solution to a permanent problem|
|08 Jan 2006||Lori-Lynn||Im 16. I've spent weeks in mental institutions. I'm Bi-Polar depressed and suffer from post-tramatic stress syndrome. I've tried to kill myself twice. I'm going to again soon and hope I am successful. I'll start from the beginning which i guess starts at age 5. I was put in a situation of sexual abuse with me cousin of the same age and uncle and aunt. Were not sure what happened but since 5th grade i have had tramatic flashbacks. I was never told about this event so it scared me a lot. My parents divorced 11 years ago. I see my father once a month maybe. I had to raise my younger sister and neice i cooked and cleaned. I have two older half sisters and two older step sister 1 younger full sister and 1 younger step brother. So i never was noticed much due to the fact that my oldest half sister got pregnant at 17 and my second oler half sister slept arond a lot and is a major slacker after being kicked out of college.I have always been over weight. Im 8th grade i started cutting. In the 9th grade i got my second boyfriend he was obsessed with my body and that made me feel good until he broke up with me cause i wouldnt put out from that time on i got the nickname whorey lori cause i didnt care what happened to my body until i met this guy in the nurses office 1 week before valentines day. He made me feel good about myself we dated for 5 months and this upset my ex. one day he went to the laundry mat where i was doing laundry. he grabbed my ass so i turned around to smak him and all atr once he grabbed my wrist and slapped me. i tryed to break his grip he hit me again and said to not try to ever hit him again. from then on he stalked me and sexually harrased me i didnt do anything because he scared me so much. I started smoking and cutting i smoked at first 2 cigaretts a week but then more and more i started taking 6 ibuprofen pills a day for 3 months right after my boyfriend gave me my first kiss and broke up with me due to the fact he was getting married. 1 month before the start of my 10th grade year i met this 24 year old guy and we dated for 3 months and he asked me to marry him i said yes. he then diaapeaered. i started taking 25 pills a day and quit smoking. The cutting got serious and i was sent by the school to get a psych eval at the hospital. i was ent to a counselor and after 2 meetings iwas checked into Silver Hills Hospital for 2 weeks i spent 1 month in a PHP(partial hospitalization program) i was dicharged lastfriday i have since then been told by my grandmother to stop faking and get over myself. i realized i was now a burden on my faimly and have since been stealing advilfrom my mom and hid the siccirs i use to cut in my room. i will die and i will be happier because of it.|
|08 Jan 2006||Matt Anon||Dammit, I was looking here for an easy way to die. I actually just turned 32 today and i am so fucking sick of life. I am still a fucking virgin. My social anxiety is so severe I can't get past it. I was hoping to find a way that would be easy for a 13 year old - would REALLY be easy for me. :(|
|08 Jan 2006||DeadManTalking||I stole the gun...Its actually sitting right next to the computer.. Im still wondering if i should splatter my brains all over the wall.I keep putting it to my head getting ready to pull the trigger but i dont. I dont know why i havent done it yet. I dont know what the fuck i am waiting for...|
|07 Jan 2006||nameless||well this chick is already dead she jumped of a bulding ages ago people! i m sixteen and i always wanted to kill myself when i was 13, 14 and a bit when i was 15. but life still needs to be lived. i guess a good way to kill yourself would be to go herble! the oils and herbal mixture you can make up could be deadly. there a mixtures for abortions and death. you could tip on e and just over hydrate on water. okay the essential oil of pennyroyle in small amount could be deadly if internaly used. It is a very painful death but you are garinteed to die because docters don't have anyway of reviving patshont who have been poisend|
|07 Jan 2006||Mandy||Iwanted to thank the few people who emailed me, it really means alot to me, but little of what you can say can do much more than make me smile for a minute, it changes little, although I understand that you may very well care.
Anyways, for those who have more interest in just telling me, than stopping me, can someone tell me how much asprin I'd need to take for it to be fatal? Even if it is painful, I can just take sleeping pills, I weigh a bit more than 100 lbs. so it wouldn't take too long for 15 of those to knock you out.
|07 Jan 2006||God of Death||I'm 19 and I seem to have these sudden bursts of depression whenever something stupid or crap happens to me, for instance, on New Years Eve I tried selling my Nintendo DS on eBay, which by the way I got for Xmas from my dad, my dad fount out seeing as the account is his, but it didn't sell in the end.
He asked me why I was trying to sell it and I came out with this "The reason I'm trying to sell it is because I hate you, the reason I hate you is because you kicked my back in 1996 (I was 9 at the time) cause my little brother (wont say his name) fell over (he was 3) and blamed me, you came in and kicked me as hard as you could on my back!"
My dad looked all shocked, trying to figure out why I was saying all this, the I finished it with "I will always hold a grudge against you for kicking my back."
Then my dad started getting big vains on his forehead and all that, and said "Right! You don't have to do anything any more!"
I've actually kept throwing that in his face whenever I'm pissed off with him, seeing as now he has taken a different approach to discipline, none what so ever, he can't even carry out threats like getting rid of SKY tv or take their Tv outof their room, whereas, when it was with me, I was the one who got the third degree, pocket money taken away, Sega Master System taken away, grounded for weeks on end, even given the soap when I was 7 for saying a bad word which my dad said, it was BITCH, I never swore for 10 years in fear of getting the soap again, this was swearing in front of my mum and dad, oh yeah I could swear infront of my friends, but that was it.
So, back to the prob with my dad, he got sorted out and took my little brothers out and his Girlfriend and her 11 - 12 year old daughter to a New Years eve gig in central London, without even saying another word to me.
So, when it came around 10.30pm I thought to myself "Hmm, I wonder if I could start the New Year, DEAD, on the kitchen floor with a knife sticking in me?" I pondered this for ages and ages and when New Years came around at 12midnight, I was getting sick, peverted ideas into my head about raping his girlfriend's daughter at my dad's house and kill her and myself afterwards?
I then thought, there's no way in hell I would do that, and realised that I had a consiance and compassion for my family and thought "Nuts to this, I will make a go of my life and get my job, car and oriental girlfriend!" Don't date white girls from England, trust me, they're all spongers, they want to trap you with a baby!
So now, here I am, Friendless, they all decided not to stay in contact after college, gays! My dad and I are ok, I still hate my brothers, I'm unemployeed, carless and sexless, oops, I mean, girlfriendless and my dad and 18 year old bro are at each others throats.
If GOD really does exist, he should contact me somehow, I need to know that I should carry on living, even though it's only been 7 days into the new year.
I tried going gay and bisexual once or twice, I didn't like it after getting creamed in the face by two guys, tried manual transmission on a car, got an automatic drivers licence now, wanted a GF, can only get white british girls, damn it, and finally, I tried getting a job, no luck yet.
What should I do peeps, kill myself or carry on living, seeing as god hates everyone and everything.
|07 Jan 2006||kimmi||dont commit suicide if u are gettin hurt just try not to do it last year my boyfriend commited suicide by cuuting his wrist in the bath i was so upset and depressed when i found him i climed in the tub with him n took the razor i cut my wrists n layed there waiting to dye but i just fell asleep and when i woke up i was just layed there still in the bath tub with my boyfriend with the razor back in his hand when we were found he was put in a body bag n i was strapped to a bed n took to the hospital when i came too i was still in my clothes covered in his blood because when they tried to change we i tried to escape and i even nocked a nurse uncosious but when the doctor came he told me if i didnt fall to sleep my boyfriend would still be here as he cut his wrists n fell unconsious n i thought he was dead n when he woke he thought the same as me and cut his wrists deeper but killed his self thinking he would be with me. and now everytime i have a shower or bath i fall asleep and have nightmares about it and the other month i nearly drowned from it now please take my advice and dont do it ive tried too many times n i lost my one true love too it n now i cut and slash my wrists so many times its become a hobby SO PLEASE DONT|
|07 Jan 2006||Faith Bach||Why is this site in French?|
|07 Jan 2006||CONCERNED PERSON||DONT KILL YOURSELF HAVE ONLY JUST REALISED ITS NOT THE ANSWER AND ONLY A VERY FEW AMOUNT OF PPL WHO KILLED THEMSELEVES WANTED TO DIE. ONCE YOUR DEAD YOUR DEAD CANT GO BACK IN TIME I FIND THIS VERY SAD HEARING PPL SAY THEY ARE GONNA KILL EMSELVES AND SHIT YOU OWE IT TO YOURSELF TO TRY AND FIND HAPPINESS WHICH IS NOT BEING DEAD YOU WANT OUT OF LIFE COZ YOUR IN MUCH PAIN BUT DONT MAKE RASH DECISIONS AND ESPECIALLY DONT TRY ANYTHING WHILE YOUR DRUNK AS YOUR MORE SPONTANEOUS THEN.
HELP IS OUT THERE JUST KNOWING SOMOEN CARES A COUNCELLOR OR DOCTOR OR NURSE WILL SLIGHTLY MAKE YOU FEEL BETTER DONT KEEP HOW YOU FEEL BOTTLED UP INSIDE LET PEOPLE INTO YOUR HEAD ABIT I PROMISE IT WILL MAKE A DIFFERENCE TO HOW BAD YOU FEEL if you wanna chat then meessage me ill try an understand an maybe help you xx
|07 Jan 2006||Mandy Looking For Answers||I'm not sure that my last answer came up, but, can anyonetell me if alot of asprin can be lethal, andif so, how painful would it be, and can that be at least partially solved by sleeping pills? Please reply or email me, I'm just, I don't know...|