|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?
|26 Jan 2005||$AUD.24||loneliness is no reason to suicide. you get comfortable with it after a while. when your bored and you've exhausted all possible good outcomes you could have done with your life ok then. 13too young to die. just think of all of the debauchery you've missed out on. there is so much sex and violence yet to experience.
anyway *the*best*way* is train. instantaneous or thereabouts. And when kids do it everyone feels pity and sorry for you. poor kid needed some help.
holy fuck Era wish i was you. o'd on coke would be a nice way to go. cardiac arrest, but you'd be high! Heroin od is nicer.
rich bitches from well-to-do neighbourhoods should fuck off. its not the small shit that should make you suicidal, your firstfuck dumped you, you have no friends, you're a fat fuck. go masturbate. These can all be remedied. its when you wake up realise you have fucked all good opportunities and you're best chance is a life of mediocrity. when you realise youve wasted what potential of talent you had in your youth ok then, come join me.
my advise to boys and girls is this: find another lost person such as yourself. fuck like bunnies.
|26 Jan 2005||Bell||it really doesnt matter how old you are. some people just wake up one day and realize they are dead. and that's when they really want to die. of course some days are better than others and one gets caught up in the happenings of fun and excitement. things that seem worth experiencing and feeling. but then it flops back down onto the bed of numb hearted minds who cant stop thinking about the point of it all. the point of it all. and yet i find so much and satisfaction when i look into the eyes of someone else and know they've felt this same way before and we can at least share that warmth of conversation, the questions we all have. don't reach for the secret too soon, as pink floyd shine on you crazy diamond so truly expresses the heavy web left upon the survivors of a suicide. my friend, my childhood crush, a person who seemed to be an extension of my soul, took his own life in september. he was 25 and he couldn't wait around any longer. but by leaving he threw me into the spotlight of my own heart's sadness, desires, wishes. my own life is now looking me in the eye and asking me if i'm going to do anything, feel anything, or just wait around until i die.|
|26 Jan 2005||Kate||Hi! My parents are both crazy. My father is abusive and my mother is a gold digger. She chose being married to someone for money even though he abuses everyone. My little sister is always angry and she takes it out on me. All my hair from my head is falling out from stress. I have no friends. No one, not even my own parents care that I am depressed. Life sucks a lot. Well, I do not know what else to say.|
|26 Jan 2005||LinkenHerz83||Attempted it once by alcohol poisoning, not a good idea by the way. I've been on this site a few times before and met a few interesting people to talk via email. I've been especially bored with my life and thought i'd drop a line to someone who might just want to unload on someone who doesn't actually know them. It helped me somewhat, so.... Anyway, just IM my aol screenname, especially if you like Metallica or RAMMSTEIN!!!!|
|25 Jan 2005||TheCazz||this site is just dumb, if u really hated life then you wouldnt be here... u wouldve done watever you could to die. maybe your too scared to die, which means you shouldnt die. all the young kids that are complaining about their sisters pulling there hair, go fuck off, life isnt that bad, your only 9! you havent LIVED your life yet. you have so much more to do. go stay with a friend for a while. and all the other people that are whinging about having a son/daughter and a wife or a girlfriend who left me, shut up.... they probably left you because you act this way. no-one finds negative people attractive, so stop your whining.... its fucked. and the people that LIE about being FUCKED by a guy and LIE about being suicidal, and put others names on here just to get them back, thats stupid... but haha also really funny.
you guys need to wake up and realise that you can change... and stop being so negative!!!
have a nice day xxx
|25 Jan 2005||i hate france||IT JUST DAWNED ON ME THAT TECHNOLOGY IS NOT AS ADVANCED AS IT COULD BE.
FOR INSTANCE, THE SOUND THAT MY BUTTCHEECKS JUST MADE AS HOT GASSES PASSED THRU THEM CAN NOT BE EXPRESSED THRU THIS COMPUTER. NOW WHILE YOU ARE THRILLED THAT THE COMPUTERS CANNOT DO THIS I AM DISPLEASED. CAN YOU IMAGINE THE MAYHAM IF EVERYONE COULD SEND AN EMAIL THAT WHEN YOU OPENED IT UP WAS A FART. IT WOULD BE ON THE NEWS.
TONIGHT AT TEN.... A NEW TECHNOLOGY HAS ENABLED PEOPLE TO SEND FARTS IN AN EMAIL. IT HAS TURNED OUT TO BE A NEW EPIDEMIC OF INTERNET TERRORISM. IF YOU HAVE ANY INFORMATION OF THE WHEREABOUTS OF THESE TERRORISTS PLEASE CALL YOUR LOCAL FBI HOTLINE. DO NOT TRY TO APPROACH THESE TERRORISTS BECAUSE IT IS SAID THAT THEY ARE DANGEROUS AND HAVE BIOLOGICAL AND CHEMICAL WEAPONS OF MASS DESTRUCTION AND THEY HAD BEANS FOR SUPPER LAST NITE. HERES BOB FRENCH WITH THE WEATHER....
|25 Jan 2005||............||ohh, i forgot to say what the best way to kill yourself is. well, i'm stil alive but the best way is to just die. to let your mind give up and live commatose. because that is no life and it is the same as being dead and most of us are almost there anyway.|
|25 Jan 2005||...........||i tried to kill myself, well not really. i would just contemplate the idea. a lot. too much, until i would find my self running a knife back and forth down my wrist, unknowingly almost unintentionally. but i dont whine i dont piss and moan. i dont tell everyone how depressed i am and how much i hate going to bed at night because i know i'll only wake up again. i dont tell anyone how much i really want to stop existing and i dont tell anyone that inside i'm not the laughing jovial person i pretend to be. i probably should, because one day i might just not wake up|
|25 Jan 2005||Ashlei||Umm basically im here 2 talk about cutting. Im 15, and i just got out of a really fucked up relationship with a guy who cuts. I was literally tortured all through school untili switched schools last year (im a sophmore). and it got a bit better but not much. I used 2 lock myself in the bathroom for hours n listen 2 that good charlotte song hold on n just cry until i couldnt anymore n i would like collapse in there and my mom would have 2 pick the lock n get me out. it was bad. really bad. that year i was also diagnosed with bi-polar depression. not cool. n that made it worse. my family, were all messed up. but what i dont get is how ppl can cut. i know its about controlling ur pain the only way u possibly can, and i wanted 2 but i couldnt bring myself to do it. My best friend died last year, and she used 2 cut. she commited suicide, anf 4 awhile i wanted 2 do it 2. I still have bad days. and i still play that GC song once in awhile,i was gonna be a loozer n OD on my antidepressants to prove a point about me taking them and them not helping like i said. well i didnt, and thne i met this guy at hot topic who works there n he was like u dont need that stuff, its all mental, and the more i thought about it the more i realized he was right. I was a mental loozer and i needed 2 straighten things out in my mind. im still fucked up n i still cry alot and i still scare myself with the idea of how im gonna die, but its getting better.... Please email me if u wanna or IM me im on AOL n AIM @ volcomsk8271 (my email is my SN w/ @aol.com attached.) talk 2 me, i still need the help..|
|25 Jan 2005||David||Tu veux mourir? Mais il y a une hésitation et tu ne sais pas pourquoi? Tu aimerais passer par dessus et en finir une bonne fois pour toute! Je connais la solution! Mourir à toi-même est tâche difficile puisque nous tenons à nous infliger des torts qui ne nous appartiennent que parce que nous les tenons pour nôtres. Pourtant une parcelle de vie en toi t'enchante la mélodie du bonheur! C'est possible d'être heureux dans cette vie-ci! Mais pour cela, tu dois mourir à toi-même. Nous avons à nous aider en commençant par nous aimer, même si le mal en soi est tenace, loquace et obsédant. Tu dois le regarder dans les yeux et lui dire, même si tu as peur, que tu l'aimes, ce mal. Je crois que ceux qui souffre comme nous sont tellement intelligents et sensibles qu'ils perdent l'équilibre dans ce brouhaha inhumain que sont les sociétés capitalistes. Mais rien ne sert de se plaindre! Au contraire! Il y a tellement de joie, d'amour et d'harmonie dans toute la création. Pourquoi n'appelles-tu pas l'Âme du Phénix à venir t'aider? La vie est magique à partir du moment où tu décides de lâcher prise avec tes peurs qui ne sont que des illusions!Mourir à soi, c'est constater les ombres en nous et y mettre du soleil. Tu as peur de la lumière? Pourquoi as-tu peur de toi? Toi, fils et fille des Étoiles, regarde le ciel qui t'entoure et puise y la sagesse et la force d'être heureux et heureuse. Si le soleil te semble trop fort débute avec la lune. Laisse la lumière entrer en toi et illuminer tes peurs, tes ombres qui te font mal. Par exemple, tu veux mourir! Pourquoi? Tu te sens seul et dévalorisé(e)? Mais qui est cette petite voix dans ta tête qui a la volonté de te dire: je t'aime. Es-tu certain(e) qu'elle est toute à toi? Elle n'a pas envie de te dire je t'aime. Mais est-ce ta voix? Elle est là pour que tu l'utilises et toi, tu le fais, mais de reculons. Est-ce pour prendre ton élan et sauter par dessus tes peurs? Non! Tu n'as pas le courage! Je t'en donne un petit peu. Je ne crois pas que la douleur te quitte de l'autre côté de la vie. En fait, parce que je travaille avec des entités depuis quelques temps, je peux te dire qu'il est plus difficile de faire la paix de l'autre côté que de ce côté-ci! La matière est un outil indispensable pour expérimenter tes sentiments. Alors vois ta douleur, comprend-la, accepte-la en l'aimant et trouve son contraire afin de t'emplir de sa force et ainsi te soutenir dans ta démarche de mort à toi-même. Personne d'autre que toi ne peux t'aimer à ta place et c'est seulement quand ton amour sera que tu pourras aller vers les autres. Pour l'instant, du moins, laisse les autres venir à toi et demande à ton âme de te montrer ce qu'il est bon de faire pour toi afin de renaître à toi-même sans un acte violent comme le suicide. Ce n'est pas facile, mais ce n'est pas non plus difficile. Tu as tout les outils en mains pour te sauver et ainsi découvrir la personne merveilleuse que tu es. Cesse d'encourager ta haine et ouvre toi à l'amour.Pleure. Libère-toi. Nous t'aimons beaucoup et nous avons besoin de toi. Nous t'en prions, aimes-toi.
Les Anges de la création
|25 Jan 2005||Wheee||You guys just need to get laid.|
|25 Jan 2005||samantha||i tried to kill myself because i think im a fat beast i need heplp please|
|25 Jan 2005||Tree||You are all hopeless. Why? You think death is an answer, some kind of resolution. It isn't.
It is an EASY way to get out.
EASY. Just that, totally easy.
Is that how you want to be remembered? The person who took the easy way?
|25 Jan 2005||Cheyne||Give up on everything...you certainly don't have to be 13...|
|25 Jan 2005||crissy walters||im 13 and im contemplating sucide.my personaly i cut up my arms for hours at a time and o.d i think the best way for someone under 13 to kill themselves is to take as many different pills as they can get their little hands on(all at once)|
|25 Jan 2005||Maria||hi everyone growing up in new york was shitty for me. I was only 5 when i went to live with my parents whom it met for the first time. Things got bad fast my parents were very abusive. My mother never said she loved me, I never even knew what x-mas was till I was 11 years old. She neglected me, made me feel unwanted. When I turned 7 I ran away from home. I was in foster homes for about 3 years. Till i moved to canada. There is not a day that goes by that I don't want her to suffer. I don't wnat to feel this way having a mother that does not give a fuck about you. I do want to end my life, I will after I write this to you.
Thank you for listening.
|25 Jan 2005||do you people think this is funny? you are put on earth for a reason, there is a plan for you already made. Esp, if you are only 13 you have your whole life ahead of you now. Please enjoy life!!|
|25 Jan 2005||Loud whisper||Hmmmmm, where to start? Pain, Anger, doubt, suffering, self hatred, sorrow..... I can go on and on....... obviously if you are reading this you have had or probably still have struggling thoughts of suicide. And after reading so many posts here on this site for about 4 months i have decided to write you all my own little short story...... like the most of you my life was tough in every way possible..... Everyday was filled with pain and sorrow..... i have been trying to commit suicide scene i was 12 .... i am 15 now . it began slowly with self hatred then self abuse.... ( cutting my self and banging my head into walls constantly) i tried stabbing my self, slitting my rist, suffocating my self, overdoses, and jumping in front of cars...... i was stuck and lost inside of my self .... i felt like no one could help me and even if they could who would care enough to any ways? . After the attempts i was consistently sent to counselors, social workers and physiologists..... Eventually i gave up on life..... Everyday i would wake up hoping to die.... after so many attempts i wondered wut in the world kept me here???
i tried avoiding my pain by drinking ALOT... sometimes to the point where i couldnt even remember where i was or wut i was doing ...smoking and doing wut ever else i can do to get by another day.... every night i cried my self to sleep....... now one night specifically i had a bottle of pills in one hand and a remote in the other ready to try another attempt.... i was flipping through the channels now i guess i must have landed on some Christian channel ... and i remember this mans voice loud and clear ..." my child .... God sees your pain and he wants to show you his love ... he sees you now and hes saying Put Down Those Pills..... God loves you.............. Shaken by the mans words i quickly drank the bottle of pills..... Why... I dont know.... but i ended up in the ER almost dead..... but again, once again i was Blessed enough to survive...now im not here to preach to you but i am here to tell you that i was given a second chance at life ...... another chance to make things right... now the pain... and bruises done over the years is not going to disappear in one night... i cannot guarantee you that life is going to be easy.... but i can guarantee you that there is someone who cares....and who will help you though it.. God Loves you and if you got this far into this letter ...THEN hear the Voice of a girl who once stood in your foot steps..... Who felt what you are feeling whos been where you have been
LISTEN to me when i tell you Suicide is a permanent solution for a temporary problem.... Never loose hope.....and now you have heard my side of the story... if you are still reading this i tell you that no matter what you have been told you are not an accident.... you are here for a reason... and ur alive today thank God, for you are here today..... Reading these very words and breathing..... if u want to talk about anything at all or jus want to ask me n e thing Please feel free Email me at Aslama@al.com
|25 Jan 2005||Tracy Mollett||Hi my name is tracy mollett im a 17 year old male i was regrettingly born 12,10,87. since about 5 years ago my life has went to hell. i had sex had a kid and a nean ass girl i felt stuck with i was with her for five years and finaly when she left me i felt happy.... i found me a beautifull girl who loves me and treats me good and things are going realy great,, suddenly her mom hates me she says no more you cant see her. what im saying is that no matter what i do my life is never good....... if ne one has ne advice please send me some firstname.lastname@example.org thank you|
|25 Jan 2005||jo bloggs||i found the best way to kill yourself is to get a nice sharp knive stanly blads are good and slit your wrist from hand to elbow and if your only doing it for attention pray some one finds you quick.|