|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?
|19 Dec 2004||Depressed And Very Suicidal||I have been depressed for a long number of years. I want to kill my self by laying in front of the train tracks so my head will be decapitated. I choose this method because it is quick and effective. Life is shit and it will never get better. Once one problem goes another one comes to take it place. Suicide will solve all your problems forever. The one thing about killing myself in front of a train is I always seem to move away at the last minute so the train misses me. It's happened to me a number of times. Please Email me and give me some advice on how not to be scared so I can finally kill my self. My email is email@example.com Please don't tell me not to commit suicide as i have already made my decision, (the right decision). Do you know how I fucking hate waking up each day and saying not another fucking day. Please help me end my misery.|
|19 Dec 2004||Hayley||how awful i feel reading what you all have written! please,please talk to someone! dont let the internet be your only meaningful contact with people! tomorrow is only a day away, yet, death is forever.. i tried to kill myself 6 weeks ago, i planned it really well, but it still didn't work. i felt like a total ass, but now people know i feel and they have supported me. that has made all the difference!! real people, not letters on a computer screen!! please, please talk to someone, when you are the lowest you can be, the only way is up. it may seem impossible and sound like bullshit, but it will happen!!!!!|
|19 Dec 2004||Lindsey||You get into a car that is parked in a garage. You turn the car on, and slowly breathe in and out, until you are gone|
|19 Dec 2004||My name is Moses||I hope you the best in the non-existence form
I can't believe this is the kind of life we were created to. I can never understan what kind of a God, can even facilitate this.
|19 Dec 2004||The Warrior||Have you ever heard of the fire of life? The flame that burns within my heart, when I'm hopeless. The anger the rises out of my soul, that I will never suppress. I am made of fire, but I intend to turn off, this fire, forever. I've always been the perfect child, the humble son, the trustful friend, and the decent young man. But every one just had to turn against me, huh??? As if I cared about this stupid life, and their pathetic little plans, in the first place. I don't care about God either, so no one should trey to hit me with that Jesus crap either. When I was young, my mental world was full of fantasies, I searched to see those birds that were like a flower petals in the rain, as if that's what life is? No one will ever understand the degree of irrationality that I have to cope with every fucking day. So if anyone has any reason to believe that they can change my mind, the clock of my life is ticking and I hold it's time in my hands, once I get the chance, its P O P !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!DEAD - And I will never stop to.....even in the next existences, I just don't feel worthy to live. I just can't believe I was created to go through this. If this is what life is about then to hell with it. firstname.lastname@example.org
Holla while you can. Tomorrow, I'm a goner.
|19 Dec 2004||Alive Again||I am 29 years old. At 4 I was gay-raped by a neighbor. At 8 I was molested by my friend's sister who was in turn being molested by her father. That year my parents divorced. At 14 I was put in foster care. At 17 I "tried" to kill myself after my father told me I was no longer his son. It was a cry for help, for someone to fucking LOVE me and offer a hand, a kind word, anything to prove I mattered. I met a girl and she suffered through hell as I continually broke down and emotionally collapsed. She eventually left me. I attempted for real then. I almost succeeded, but I threw up the sleeping pills and only slept for 4 days. At 24 I found out how to get out of this miserable fucking existance. Death was not the answer. Hallucinagininc mushrooms were. I took them the first time and I experienced the world like I could not have imagined. Everything and everyone was beautiful. Things took on new meaning and beauty. I CARED about things in a new way. About the tenth time, I had a bad trip. I stood in front of a mirror and forced myself to look. I looked and looked and hated. I yelled, I cried, I punched walls, The mushrooms made me see the deamons inside. When I came down I was different. I didn't care about the things that made me sad anymore. I didn't care about the past. This cured me. This made my life better. I left the town I lived in and all my friends for a year of volunteer service. I found out that people WANT to love, if you just love first. Serve people. Make a stranger's life better. I taught a man to read his mail. I watched as he read a letter from his granddaughter for the first time. We cried together. I helped a widow build a ramp so she could get her wheelchair out of her home. She hugged me and called me an angel. Do selfless shit, just to be doing it. Just help people. It was easy. I didn't give a fuck about myself, so all my energy went into helping others. A miricle happened. I GOT BETTER. I came home and got my heart stomped on again by a finacee. So fucking what. I met another girl that I liked better. I married her. I finished school. Now I am in law school and I have a great future ahead of me. The past still haunts me sometimes when I am very tired. I just have to look in a mirror now and then go out and do something to help a stranger and the deamons leave. It can be anything. It can be as simple as picking up some trash at a public place. It can be talking to a homeless man as if he was my best friend. I know it sounds fucking lame, but it works. Death is no answer. There are too many variables. The answer is just kill your fucking deamons. Just GIVE UP. Quit fucking caring what anyone thinks about you and go make someone else happy in a little way. I promise that it will work for you too.|
|18 Dec 2004||Louise||Eat too much|
|18 Dec 2004||xaloneforeverx||Hey..its me again the loner...On december 13 i did the most horrible thing i could ever imagin.. it all started like this...
my dad took all my razor blades away.. so i beged my freidn too give me one and this one was huge... but it was so perfect..it felt good to hold a blade in my hands againn.. so me and my friends spilt what we think was speed and ex. together... at night when i was alone i smoked up and the pill kicked in...i felt so dead andalive.. i took the blade in my hand and started too cut..at first i didnt wanna cutr my arms becuase everyone would see... so i cut my legs... and then im like fuck it i wana die this the end for me... i took the blade and started slitting my wrists like crazy.... i went up with the razor up the my "main vien" i stoped..asked my self what i was doing..and i to kthe blade and fucken slached my hand..(my vien) it was there..my main bien bleeding like it was a water fall... i couldnt belive it i was ganna die.. but something then happend...deep deep deep deep.... inside me there was this force...it didn want me too die yet..so i had the biggest panic attach ever then i couldnt breath...and all that shit... i was numb and my arm was getting green...i told my dad i dont rememeber y... and he brought me too the hospital but we waiting so long that my dad told me too calm down and my heart stoped beating soo fast...
i no my story is really boring.. but imsorry i donno what too do next i promessed my self no too cut n e more... but i no thats not ganan happen and i told my self i wasent ganna take n e pills and drugs n e more... i was stoned liek crazy all week...i donno what too do n e more sometone plz help me.. email me at( email@example.com)<--- i got msn messengetr too... plz i need help im a looner... and shit but wtv... buh bye....
|18 Dec 2004||Religious Maggie||As the days get closer to Christmas my poosy bulges more and more out of my knickers. I wouldnt be surprised if it explodes during the exciting Eucharist Christmas church services. I really love singing the hymns in church. My poosy sings too my darlings, yes it squelches along to the music. And sometimes it does little poosy burps or poosy trumps, but when that happens the priest calls me "rude Maggie".|
|18 Dec 2004||Rachel||wierdose...u guys r encouraging my friends to wanna kill themsels more..u guys kno that lil kids go on here n start thinkin its ok to do this shit?.urgh w.e im to lazy to wright nethin more|
|18 Dec 2004||jazmine|| seriously killing your self isnt goin to help its just goin to make more people miserable....would you really want peoples to feel as bad as you do? i have thought about killing my self alot never have because i have that lil hope that maybe some day it will all get better i doubt that though.
well just so you all know why i hate my life and would rather not be here i will tell you.
ok well im 14 years old. live with an adopted dad lil sis and older brother.
I havnt had a mom for like ever. my real mom was a drug addict and child protection service put me and my little sister in a foster home. than i stayed there for like a year and was adopted. well the lady that was supposed to be my mom was a drunk and she constantly beat me and my sister. Well about 2 years ago my parents got divorced and i was stuck living with my dad. well hes a drunk too. one of those that only say they love you when they are drunk than they go and pass out for a couple of hours. yeah well he got a new girl friend. stupid ugly whore. and his whole time is dedicated to her. he sleep at her house eats at her house the only time hes home is to get clean clothes and to yell at us. correcting me. im not aloud any where because i have to stay home incase my little sister needs some one to watcher its basicaly hell. not to mention all the shit that happeened before i was put in foster care. well basicaly my point is my life sucks just like every one elses here does so just dont kill your self it will make every one else all depressed and it sucks feeling this way
|17 Dec 2004||Lily||I wouldnt know the best way to kill your self under 13. i stumbled across this site trying to find the quickest way to kill yourself. but i'll take a wild guess. slitting your wrists? because i do not know anybody under 13 that can get ahold of a gun. or how bout an overdose. anybody can find there way into the cabnet and take as many pills as they please.... well good luck?|
|17 Dec 2004||damien||le meilleur est d'avaler des braises brulantes et de se mettre unn tisonier sur le sternum, c'est radical.vive la cheminée|
|17 Dec 2004||Phraug||LMAO anyone here serios? If you where going to kill yourself you already know how to do it. Suicide isn't impulsive (well it sorta is :) you always think about it before you do it.Then you either do it or not.
I have tried twice (not doing a good job am I) and this is just recently. 200 tylonal just gives you one hell of a headache if your found(went for days till a neighbor called cuz i was drinking on front porch :) And 400 will get you a nice vacation if your found (some guy got a flat and found me about a 1/2 mile in the woods) Slitting your rists in a hostipital doesn't work either(yeah that was sorta stupid :) And when you tell them to let you out of the institution you will end up in eventaully they will prolly laugh at you.All this to say good luck do it right the first time because you think you feel bad now try failing at something so simple.
|17 Dec 2004||Kayla||i think the best thing to do is kill yourself. i dont no about u but i hate life everything iz falling apart n i am goin to kill my self i hate life so much why did god ever let me cum in thyss world?|
|17 Dec 2004||Rob||Th best and surest way to kill yourself:
I'm doing this on New Years Eve. Take SIX packets. WHOLE packets, of paracetemol. Then drink TWELVE UNITS (units, not pints) of alcohol.
Within three days you'll be dead. The tablets act with the alcohol to dry out your liver. Then you die when it finally fails. Three days.
There's no cure. Once you've done this, you've about three days to live. No going back. Not a doctor alive can save you.
I'll be leaving this world soon. Thought I'd better share my knowledge before it dies with me.
|16 Dec 2004||kaitlyn||hang yourself in a skipping rope
or drown yourself in a kiddy pool
|16 Dec 2004||Katherine||There is no way i can help you im sorry i am still trying to help my self i wish i could help you but i can my one picice of adviceis never want to kill yourself because i learned that so many eople care for me.|
|16 Dec 2004||Katherine||The best way to kill yourself is to is to drink bouble bath.|
|15 Dec 2004||Angie||I looked and didn't see this included in anyone's entries although I did see people saying, "Oh, make sure to call 911 first so everything is cleaned up before anyone you love has to see it."
WRONG. If you love your family, DON'T KILL YOURSELF. Simple as that! Know why? It's not a fairy tale world where your body disappears magically upon death -- YOUR FAMILY IS THE ONE THAT CLEANS UP THE MESS. Blow your head off with a gun? Guess who scrapes the brain matter of the curtains? Your loved ones. Slit your wrists in the bathtub? Mom gets to scrub out the blood stains. Overdosed on pills? It won't be the coroner down on his knees cleaning up vomit.
For you people that hate your family and that's why you want to die, make sure to do it in some horrific manner in the living room -- they'll be forced to switch to hardwood floors to get those stains out of the carpet! ;D