|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?
|20 Jul 2005||mimi||cut your wrist or hang your self either way you die|
|20 Jul 2005||tarin||u could pour gas on urself then burn some trash and do a cannenball into tha fire! or just reck ur bike in front of a car!|
|20 Jul 2005||Dreg_02||look, some people me included joke about this kind of stuff, but taken seriously suicide unless some form of euthanasia for a dying person who needs is it just wrong. I'm not going to make any more jokes about stuff like this here or anywhere else.
TO those of you who do have problems and are thinking about stuff like this, look to your friends and family for help.
|20 Jul 2005||Suicidal Gay||I think that if your in a dire situation, then you could probly snap your neck. But if you dont really do pain then just take a lot of your parents' pills. (overdosing rocks):D|
|19 Jul 2005||corinne||Im only 15 and iv been thinking about killing myself. Im one of those people that alot of people look up to, and want to be like. Im not cocky about it, i just wonder, why on earth me? I dont know how to deal with my problems or situatons, all i do is do a line im a done. Im ruining my body, i run to drugs, and alcohol. My closest friends that know why i have all this depression and self doubt think i should go back to my shrink, but perosnally that really dosent work for me.. In a way the only thing that is keeping me from killing myself is my two very best friends matt and gabby. My mom is deffiently not why, she continues to say, "corinne why are you so sad, your in htis club, your in this, your captain of this, your popular." Becuase thats what her highschool was about, being popular, and envolved and incharge of as many things as possible. She is very materialistic, and everyone can be at times, but thats all she is. I have seriously debated just killing myself and he having to find me, and then think about what was worth it.. being a good mother, or me going to an ivy league school..My dad dosent help either.. he got married a week after my parents got divorced last summer, to the girl he had an affair with in the first place. Three months aftet that i tired coke, and thought hey.. it gets me away, its not like weed it dosent makeyou lazy, so i cang et away and get all my shit done. .iv been doing it on and off since. None of my friends even know. Alot of them are fuckups.. but none of them want me to do any "bad" drugs so that ill be something, what are they talking about? We go to the best private school in the city and even if you do make shitty grades and dont do anything, you still pass and your parents either hire you for thier company or send you to and ivy league school and pay off the school. Thats how it works, yea, not fair for those who really try to get into those schools? All we have to do is show our parents lastname.. But afte i write this, im going to go do it, my mom is at work, and she can come home and find me, im tired of it all, all the bullshit.Im done. So thanks for listening.. and if your wondering how im going to do it, sleeping pills.. i dont have a ery large threshhold for pain.
thankd for listening it means alot, no one else really will
|19 Jul 2005||Amber||cutting your rist|
|19 Jul 2005||I NEED HELP||First of all, I'd like to thank you for creating and maintaining this site. I spent years being told that I should be able to 'just ignore' what was happening to me in school and out of it and when I finally got away from it, I was told to forget about it. I'm glad to see that there is some place where people who are currently going through what I went through, can talk without being given such useless and detrimental advice.
I also figured I'd tell my story because it has helped me to read the posts from other people.
The way I was treated in school was complicated. I seem to have many of the characteristics of high functioning autism although I have never been diagnosed. I grew up in a fairly small village in the United kingdom. My parents were a little bit odd themselves and my brothers had a tendency toward bullying too (not always aimed at me).
Small villages can be a blessing or a curse, depending on how much of an outcast you are to begin with. You can never blend into the background. Sometimes being invisible is the greatest luxury in the world.
If you grow up in a small village and you are 'the outcast', that makes it okay for the entire village full of people to harass you. Seriously. We aren't talking about one or two bullies here. These are the normal kids. The nice kids. The kids every parent imagines they want...following you around and throwing rocks.
And it isn't just the kids either. Sometimes it's the adults. Teachers in small towns can be especially vile.
I'm not saying this always happens...or that it inevitably happens. Small villages can be wonderful places where the community pulls together to support their own. I would love to have grown up in a place like that...but I didn't.
I was subjected to verbal and physical attacks from kindergarten (which I started when I was four and a half) through ninth grade (I was fifteen). My mother finally got me into an alternative high school for tenth grade.
Things didn't get really bad until middle school. (That was fourth through eighth grade). Kids used to mob me. Crowds of them would follow me to and from school, jeering and throwing small rocks or bits of dirt. Other times people would attack me for (as far as I could tell) no reason at all. They'd kick me or run up behind me and hit me or walk right up and slam me in the face with a basketball.
Nobody ever caused me any serious physical harm, but I still get flashbacks. I'm twenty-seven now. Writing about it also makes me want to cry.
School was absolute torture for me. My parents didn't do anything until after ninth grade. The teachers didn't do anything
And what did I do?
I defended myself from individual bullies by laughing at them. You'd be amazed at how well that works. I had no defense against the groups, though. So, mostly, I just lived through it.
I will probably continue to live through it, in my mind, until I die. Still, when I see places like this on the internet, I feel almost optimistic. At last somebody is listening. I didn't think that would ever happen.
|19 Jul 2005||Christine Dobreva||The first time I wrote in here was in March this year...Things have changed a lot since then, I even think I'm coping with my depression...On my own, though. I went to several therapists so they could tell me/give me something so that I could stop cutting myself. No help after all...I continued cutting till the end of May, and thankfully no one found out, because I was cutting over the previous scars and they seemed to even heal easier and faster as time was passing by. During all that time I was having and was sure only in the support of my boyfriend. He helped me so much, I'd never be able to be as thankful as I should be...That's all, I guess. I'm finally seeing where I'm going. Take care all.|
|19 Jul 2005||6 feet under (i wish) candice||ive neen depressed scince i was 7 wen i found out the reason my dad is not here....beside me, he abused my mom while i was in her....he was an alcaholic and one time wen he was drunk he beet and thhrew her out cuz she wouldnt have sex with him.......i hate it..my sis beats me and wat can i do?? shes almost 15 now..my mom cant handle her..my best friend doesnt understand niether does my mom the only person who does is my other friend shes going threw it to.......before now i didnt attept.wen i was nine i tried to hang myself but the stupid plastic rope broke because it was a piece of shit anyway my mom never found out...a while ago my best friend had a new friend called miranda i was her friend a while back before my best friend they ganged up on me at 10:00pm in a park and mocked me fo beig suicidle i hate her for that...but im still her friend....and i feel bad cuz i let out all my pain on my mom bullies and beating all in one day how can i survive in this world wen all that shit is happening to me ????? some of u will say i have it easy and some will help FUXK U WHO THINKS I HAVE IT EASY thats not what i need i need help ive asked for a counsler bu my mom says shes my counsler pfft no way she doesnt undestandi cut my arms and my wrists now..but i never get deep enough for it to bleed my lifes a bitch and for those of you who think you can help thanks but i dont think itll help bye|
|18 Jul 2005||boris||walk into a dryer machine and ask a friend to turn it on for 2 hours.|
|18 Jul 2005||There are people blowing up in Iraq every single day. What over? Religion. Gods that simply don't exist. There are millions of people starving in Etheopia. Why? Because us upper class people have better, more important things to spend our money on. Game shows, reality tv and pointless wars for example. Think of the starving children who get raped every single day as they walk to school to recieve an education that will probably get them no where. Think of all the street crimes, eating disorders and drug addictions that are occuring as you read this. Think of the children, teens and adults being bullied in schools, colleges and work places just because they don't fit into the 'correct' image that society has created. Think of the people who believe it is appropriate to sexually abuse a minor belonging to the same family as them. Think of all the people who think it is right to sexually abuse old women in nursing homes. Think of all those wives, husbands and children being physically abused by one another.
There is no 'love'.
There is just life.
Quite frankly I don't blame people for wanting to kill themselves if this is all we have to live for.
It will never end.
If there really is a 'God', now would be a good time to make an appearance to restore people's faith before we all perish over petty, preventable hurdles.
Show us the way.
|18 Jul 2005||kat||To any1 who is considering suicide
Hi I have been suffering with depression for over 4 yrs now and even though it is still there iam getting stronger. I hated my family and friends the ppl who cared about me...I went through so much self mutilation and still sometimes resort back to it.I went thorugh self pitty, hate, and every other bad emotion that there is. I have tried to kill myself sevral times and i know how much u are suffering. I hate that not many people understand me. I hate that other people feel this way coz i dont want others to suffer. I hate that this site seems to be showing suicide as a game it makes us (the suffers) seem silly and somewhat attention seeking. U have stated, " i have very little experience in the subject" Instead of offering to help them end it u should post a site that helps mend the heartache and pain that so many young and old people go through.U should have researched this area and seen just how much this subject can hurt people and how much it has hurt people. Everyone is effected by suicide wether they no u or not it is a ripple in the lake that continues forever. I hope that anyone who is considering suicide will not go through with it i know how much u will hurt people and how much u can and will achieve if u just fight and know that people care! I hope that this helps and u think about wat i have said... FIGHT!! Coz ppl do CARE! I wish u all the baest of luck with all ur problems and hope u look for help.
|18 Jul 2005||Ben||C quoi cette merde? C vraiment merdique comme site.|
|18 Jul 2005||The Final Crisis||i think id go on the hard to obtain yet easy to do police suicide.Fun and nerve racking all in one.
Step 1:Get a gun of any sort and go to a school.
Step 2:Shoot anyone you hate as soon as you see them.make sure to leave at least one bullet left.
Step3:Wait until the cops come.If you shoot at the,they will be sure to return the favor.Make sure you point the gun you have directly at a cop.and before you know it-dead as a dornail.
|17 Jul 2005||mm.o||Hey- listen-
you people are obviously very hurt i know- but trying to commit suiside is the easy way out- show some pride!!!! If your just gonna waste your life like that, and "escape" then your all a big bunch of cowards. listen, take your anger- and blast it out on the world- dont give up- coz us kids are the ones who know what really goes on...
you lot should know your all fukin ridiculous if you think your life is bad- take a look at Africa- there are girls at the age of 8 being raped, abused , just so they can have one meal of food.do you see them commiting suicide???NO. You all fukin give up too easily- live strong.
|17 Jul 2005||Suicide Makeover||Is this supposed to be a serious site because fair enough if u want to kill yourself feel free to talk about it...but whats with the whole eating dicks shite? I know people who have killed themselves as I work with people with mental health problems...it is niether funny nor amusing...if people want to talk to me feel free to email me...No life doesn't get better but you will understand it more as time goes on...I would hate to think that my sister who is 12 was going on sites like this and being taken the piss out of....|
|17 Jul 2005||Dee||the best way too kill yourself is to drive a fucking knife through your chest. Soon, I will. Coz life is such a fucking bitch and I can't take it anymore.|
|17 Jul 2005||NOT A B.D.D PERSON||I think it is not helpful telling people they may have BDD. I considered that myself but it isn't BDD if you really are ugly. BDD label is often given to good looking or average people who are obsessed with the way they look and are ogften attention seekers. You are either ugly or you are not. For those of you who are not ugly and who say 'just get on with it, beauty is skin deep, people shouldn't judge you by your appearances etc..' then I say see how it would be to spend a day being someone like me.
I am an intelligent 23 year old and I know what I see in the mirror. I have known I was ugly since I was a teenager. I have also suffered from depression on and off since then as well. Being ugly can have a huge impact on your life and can casue the most severe depression. I'm not saying my depression is caused by it, more that the way I feel about myself is made worse by the depression. My doc/counsellor says that people have negative thoguhts caused my distorted thinking. Much the same way an anorexic looks in the mirror and sees someone fat, I think that is crap. I look in the mirror and i can see what i can see. I am well educated and have a good brain, and I know reality when I see it. The fact is I am ugly - not attention seeking like some of the more egotistical of you on here ("I'm pretty so why do people call me ugly?" Get over yourselves and you'd realise that if you had a life to focus on you wouldnt be so self centred and ever thought people might just be seeing your arrogance and ugly personlity - if you're walking round all day thinking how gorgeous you are people will dislike you. It isn't jealousy - it is becasue you are probably not a nice person.)
Most of you on here moan about having a big nose, or being hairy or focus on one or two things. Well think yourself lucky you're not ugly all over. I hate my face and i hate my body - it is revolting and even makes me feel sick. I'm not going to list all that is wrong with me. I dont need to because they just are. I cant find clothes cos i need something that covers me (and no this isn't a weight issue before anyone says that). I need all my skin covered - have you any idea how depressing it is to have to cover yourself up totally or not be able to tgo out of the house? Especially in the summer when you cant take your clothes off and the shops are full of clothes that don't cover you?
When you are ugly all over and need to try and hide it so people arent repulsed it takes over EVERYTHING. I can't live a normal life or do noraml thigns that everyine else can. I miss out on a lot and i wantt o keep away from other people. Yet I am so unhappy and lonely. I have never found the key to acceptign how ugly I am, and how to accept the fact that I wil never find someone to love me totally and who wants to be with me 100%. It just isn't going to happen. I work so hard on my good qualities - I am a good mother, a loyal friend, I have a very good education I worked hard for, and I have a great sense of humour and often an endearing personlity. But it doesn't matter. Truth is we all judge people on first appearances whether consciously not. Who cares if I have the qualities listed above - no one is going to find out. And before anyone says if they cant see past that they're not worth it... please don't bother. I want to know how I accept my ugliness and knowing I will be alone forever?? That's my problem, not BDD. I am only obsessed because i am so repulsive and it's taking over my life and my thoughts. I do not have self esteem issues or else why woud I see my good points?? It's because I am genuinely ugly - I have never seen anyone more ugly than me. There just ins't anyone.
|17 Jul 2005||"Why did i have to be so different to everyone else when i was growing up"
i am going to die soon in the future right now my life is going down the drain. people where i live tell lies about me.
|17 Jul 2005||mimi||i am 14 going on 15 and have tried to kil myself only once. i know that people will say that the younger generation don't understand what it is like to feel depressed. but i was depressed from when i was nine. that is the age i found out my dad had died and had not just left me. it hit me extremly bad and made me perciebe my mother in a completly different way. it hurt that my mum could lie to me so easily. i was deprerssed and at the age of 12 i od'd on paracetamol plus. my mum found me before it took affect so i had to go 2 hospital and had my stomach pumped. it's the worst experience i have had. after i had tried to commit suicide my mother then told me more about my father. she had told me he had died of cancer before, but she revealed he DID have cancer, but commited suicide before he died of cancer. he had hung himself. i was devastated that yet again my mum had kept this from me.
Let me tell you, if you feel like you want 2 die and life isn't worth living, then you are already dead. you are nothing. you don't need a "painless" way to die. you are already in so much pain it won't matter whether you hurt just that little bit more before you are rid of it all forever....