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 Aug 2004||sky||hmmm.. sleeping pills don't work but i am 15|
|07 Aug 2004||Phil||Hey, there is nothing wrong with depressed/suicidal fag hags. We have feelings too!!|
|07 Aug 2004||Tina||Hi im 19 i started trying to kill myself when i was about 13, I hated everything about life, i didnt see the point of going through all the pain and suffering, Eventually i got caught trying to kill myself, and my whole family came to talk to me one by one over a few months, They each sat me down and talked to me and told me why they loved me and how heart broken they would be if i left, I felt so guilty, for trying to kill me self that i decided that i would try (For real this time) to stop. It was like i was addicted to it. Then i started to write my feelings down, how i would kill myself and things like that in a little note book, and then after i wrote them down, I would read them back to myself, Then i realized how i would miss my whole family and i couldnt put them through that pain. To this day, when i get really depressed i write my feelings down, and it seems to make it a little better. Now im 19 and i have a beautiful little daughter, I think back to all them times i tried to kill myself, what i would be missing out on. Life always gets better you just have to do you best to make it better. Please before you do anything just think it through think about everyone who would be heart broken, even if you think no one loves you, there is always someone out there who loves you. If any of you that are serious about this and want to talk, im a great listener and i have been through it so please email me. I would love to help you!!! Thank you for your time!! Smile:) It does get better i promise!!|
|07 Aug 2004||Brid||just fail to live|
|06 Aug 2004||Lauren the crazy suicidal||The best way to kill yourself is to live until you are 14! I was depressed at the young age of 12 when my brother got his girlfriend pregnant and the rumors started spreading and my family fell apart. I cut my wrists and started the trend in my school. I hated being called a "little whore" just because of my brother. but who was i going to tell? i was 12 and lost and no one understood me. So i took the easy way out by turning the emotional pain into physical. By the age of 13 i was more into burning myself. I used lighters and matches and cigarettes and anything i could get my hands on. Finally someone saw and told on me! I was sent to a mental hospital. If you have kids, never send them to a hospital. it makes them worse!! I met people with horrible problems. Most people had their entire arms cut up.. making you crazy.. making you crave a knife or razor or anything that can put marks on your body. When i finally got out of the hospital.. i was way way worse! i cut myself on anything.. especially during school! and here i am now.. 14 and im not a cutter. I'm moving onto more dramatic things. SUICIDE!! i mean.. sure i wanted to die when i was 12.. but who is truly ready when you are that age?? i wasnt. But now i am. now that i've learned more about it!! I think of standing in front of a train. i mean.. sure its painful.. for a full.. what.. second? i mean.. if you lay your neck on one of the tracks.. you'll be dead instantly.. as long as its not a slow train! its common sense.. soo who wants to meet me at the tracks? Because i cant wait for the day that everyone is excited to see my someplace.. and then they have to see my with my head chopped off in my casket! *Lauren*01/18/90-00/00/04 RIP|
|06 Aug 2004||april||I think this is so sad so many young people willing to give up on life when they havent even had enough time to live it. I have a site strictly for helping people. Giving them someone to talk to. Not someone to tell them how to gdo it. PLEASE come and visit http://www.angelfire.com/blues2/aneartolisten/ Just cut and paste and tell me your story. I care and I am here to help.|
|06 Aug 2004||Danny||Train surfing,,,defintly,,yeah,,,train surfing.|
|06 Aug 2004||Flamer||Hey you stupid fuckin losers. What the fuck, it seems like most of the fucks on this site are high school dumb asses who don't know shit about the world. Sorry chumps, but it's almost comical to read all of your stupid nothing problems with your boyfriend or girlfriend who you love so much and think you'll be with them for the rest of your life.
Anyway, how about instead of killing your pathetic puberty stricken self, how about trying to actually MAKE something of your life. Your life sucks right now, so change it. Do different things. Get involved in new shit and meet new people.
If your parents suck, move out. Someone will take you in. Why not? See if things get better. These are the things that adults do when shit doesn't go the way they want. They do whatever it takes to change their lives and make things better.
School is too much for you? Take a year off, and do whatever you want..... oh yeah, you'll probably have to actually get a job if you want to live on your own. Sorry to disappoint you losers. Oh my God, you actually have to work to survive? Fraid so chumps. Yeah, this isn't the ideal way of doing things, but being suicidal isn't exactly the ideal way either. If it's not working, if you're so fucked up that you think about death all the fucking time, then you've gotta change.
And when adults are fed up and tehy want to make a change, they fucking do whatever the fuck they have to do to change. They move to different places, get a different job, start a new life for themselves. Life isn't fair, and that's the great news..... because you can take your life in to your own hands and make it whatever you want. Who's gonna stop you? Only you will stop yourself. But you've gotta work at it. But hey, it feels good when you stand up and say, "yeah, life's hard, but I dealt with all that shit and I fuckin conquered on my own when the whole God Damned world was against me." So take shit in to your own hands and don't worry about what everyone tells you you should do.
|05 Aug 2004||Candice||You are seriously fucked up. suicide is not a toy. and i understand that you are probably just fucking around but do you know how many people actually are going to read this and then go do it? congratulations on fucking american teens up more than they already are.|
|05 Aug 2004||so sadly fucked||*yawn*... all these kids are complaining about how other people torment them at school when their home life is fine and dandy. they try to commit suicide for revenge in their own way. i`ll proudly admit that i tried to kill myself (who hasnt?) and the only reason i did it.............. ..................... .......... .... .......... ........... ............... ................... ........... ............ ............. ........... ..... i was so fuckin bored.|
|05 Aug 2004||A girl with experience that has advice to people who are not...||Hi, I'm 13 years old. I've attempted suicide a few times.The first time i thought about suicide was when i was 11 years old. My cousin had just killed herself by hanging from a rope. She was only 1 year older than me. I was scared, depressed, and i couldn't concenntrate in school. My teacher had to send me to the school councellor to try to make me focus. Another thing that was going on in my life at that time was my uncle went in prison. He's going to be there for a long time and that puts more stress on me. My parents want me to be a perfect little angel but i cant. I have so much stress its crazy. I try to fit in with people so that i have good friends. but its so hard.I try to be what i'm not and that brings me down because i want to be myself. I once got in a fight with my parents so i went in my room and i was going to hang myself. I was in there for a while setting it up. i was just about to jump and my mom walked in. I wasn't going to do it in front of her. She got really mad but wouldn't yell cuz she was afraid i'd do it again. My dad was yelling so loud at me and i was crying. My mom took my dad out the room and said now you know yellings not going to help so just stop. He stopped yelling. Things went fine for a while and then me and my mom got in another fight. The first fight i was 11 and this fight i was 12. i got my downstairs room switched to upstairs so if i tried anything i would hear them coming up the stairs so it was good. I cut my arm with a pocket knife but i was afraid to die but i wanted it so badly. Apparently i didnt die. One time i was at my friends house and she was cutting her wrists for fun. she said it didnt hurt cuz she was using a certain kind of razor. The razor is an old kind of eyebrow razor. I wanted to see if it hurt me cutting my hand. So i cut my hand. It didnt hurt. But i still think about suicide thats why i'm on here. My point of view is don't commit suicide cuz think of the people or animals that love you. Think of what you'll loose. Think about the sorrow. Think about where you will go. I think if you commit suicide you will be a lost soul. If you dont you could one day be happy.|
|05 Aug 2004||crackerjack||Phil, you talk like you have one hand firmly crammed up your rectum!!!
And you know that's fine, if you do. Just don't talk like you do, ok?
|05 Aug 2004||crackerjack||What is with the gay fucks Felicity and Phil who post on this site??? They like talk to each other like two flirting fags!!! not that i'm homophobic or anything, but there's a time and fucking place for everything... you have totally the wrong place guys....|
|04 Aug 2004||Marcus||If yall think you have it bad then go on and jump off ur roof head first or try and O.D. Im 16 years old and I've been thinking about it since the fifth grade. Recently I put adderal in a serving size container of jam and gave it to a kid thinking he would just settle down and concetrate on his work. He O.D'd and had to be sent to childrens hospital. If anything I would kill myself if I wasnt a pussy about it. I have fucking felony charges against my ass and unlike you who have loser parents I have parents that expect big things from me. I started cutting myself and O.Ding but its not as fucking easy as it looks My email Is fatherXIX@yahoo.com And My AIM is Fatherxix, IM me or email me if u can help me|
|04 Aug 2004||Unhappy||Im 15 years old and ive being thinking about commiting suicide for quite a while now, i read some of the posts here and i think to my self how stupid my problems seem compared to some of yours. Anyways it all started when i was about 10 my pearents used to row and throw stuff i used to wake up in the night woundering what they were arguing about now. then one day my mum left thast how it all started i couldnt cope and i wanted to die i hoped that i would fall through a window and just die but then i had my nana she knew how unhappy i was and at least she tryed and thast all that counts to me. i still stayed in touch with my mum and about 2 month later my dad let me see her again i used to feel so sorry for her in a little flat by her self i used to cry my self to sleep every night. Until one day my mum found a new boyfriend he was so good and i used to enjoy being around him my mum took my dad to court and got custody of me i went to live with her and her new boyfriend and things started going well in my life for once a couple of years later they got married and i was so happy. i still kept in touch with my dad a bit but no that much. a few years later i used to go to my dads every weekend but he seemed to shun me and didnt want anything to do with me so i acted the same and i told him that he was the biggest fuck up in my life.As im here wrting this now over the psat 4 week has being the worst of my life my mum had an affair and split up there marriage fucking up my life not only that by doing this my mum has left her self with no money and we are moving house again considering this is the 13th time in my life not only that but we are moving to a shitty little house miles away from friends and family over the past 2 moth though i have had a girlfriend and thats the only reason im still here she brightens up my life i havent told anyone how i feel n talking to strangers seems to get it off my chest my life is nothing but arguments with my mum and lies from her. ive had suicidel thoughs ever since but the other reason for me not doing it is for my nana and how much it would hurt her to see me go before she does and i love her loads and couldnt do it to her. but i dont think i could do it to my mum either i know she cares and loves me really but she is too busy fucking up my life. Im sorry for the space ive taken.|
|04 Aug 2004||no name||im not actually 13 im 14 nearly 15 but ever since i was about 11 i h8ted my life. i have loving family around me and i know they care but not in the right way. i know my life doesnt seem 2 be as bad as other peoples but just what im going through is so hard 2 put up with. imagine every time ur at home on ur own u brake out into tears n u cry yourself 2 sleep mostly every night. i have tried 2 attempts 2 commit suicide, i even cut my arms all the time it feels as though all the pain n unhappiness is pouring out off me but the next day it will out pile up again. i have tried many ways 2 get through my pain i even write in a book all my feelings it can help it feels as tho im telling someone and they are actually listening it really hard because my whole life i have played the part of the outkast. ppl love me but never show it so do they love me? i know ppl do but there just isnt enough ppl n it makes me feel real bad. i tried 2 tell my best friend how i felt but she didnt help at all. we have a book that we share and we write letters 2 each other in it. i tried 2 tell her my feelings but she didnt react and i really needed her, but i have a friend lauren n i just blurted it out 2 her and to my suprise she had cuts all up her arm we both was going through the exactly the same. i felt she was the only one i could go 2 when i felt really low, when i was going through my worst point i got ill with glandular fever n i got it really bad and had to be admitted 2 hospital. this helped me alot as the nurses would come and check me every hour it felt so nice that people would come 2 see me and see if i was ok. i felt people really cared and there are ppl in the world willing to help it helped me alot untill i came out n nobody wants 2 c me. thinking they will catch and no matta how much i say you cant catch it unless i snog u which is unlikely they still wont have it. my auntie said i couldnt pick up my 2 year old cousin which really upset me as i love him 2 bits and she knows how much i do and i couldnt even pick him up and i told sum ppl i got upset n they would say well no one really wants 2 get a disease, i nearly burst out into tears cause it isnt a desease its a virus which will go and its not like i chose 2 have it for 3 weeks on end i was in total pain i could barely breath as my tonsils had swollen so much my glands where very big makeing my neck wide one side was very big causeing my face 2 swell and my eyes where really sore n i had a really bad migrane which had lasted for a bout a week never stopping this cause for me 2 have no sleep through the nite i would sleep in the day when sumone was there n then not in the night wen every one was a sleep i couldnt talk very barely got words out which was hard 2 let anyone know how much pain i was going through i couldnt eat ot drink at all! for 2 weeks because i couldnt drink either i couldnt have ne liquid foods i had 2 be put on a drip! im know so happy im not in any more pain i look fine but ppl cant seem 2 get out there heads wat i had i could understand they dont want 2 get it but i would no way want anyone 2 be in as much pain as i was this is a very low point of my life as its the holidays n my mum n dad are at work n my bruva is out my friends have gone on holiday or doing things with their pairrents i feel so i alone, one way of helping myself is listening 2 micheal jacksons you are not alone it helps me so much its one song i will never forget but i feel i can never for forgiving myself for cutting my arms and i wanna kill my self so much i wish i was in a different life the only thing holding me on is my mum and dad n brother its also hard for me because my mum is going through such a hard time 6 people have been in hospital this year in her family my auntie being which the worst she was a drug addict for many years since the age of 13 now the age of 30 back in january she was rushed into hospital with a lump the doctors wasnt sur wat it was they romeved it decoverying it was a bug from a dirty needle the bug had spread the had 2 remove it as it would just speread to her head causeing her t have a tuma n die or to totally parilise her my mum would come home every night from being at the hospital crying every day she would have more of her body removed leaving her with just flesh on her hips and all up her back there was a day where my uncle went in the hospital 2 find blode dripping off the bed he still hasnt gotten over it everyone was there she had been uncoisise for bout a month the last thing she knew was she was having a lump removed when she woke up she was disruate 2 know half her skin from her body had been removed she had skin graphs the familt are still finding it hard 2 come 2 terms with it but they are all helping her out wit a new life this has made my mums family much stronger my cuzzens are always together through the holidays i feel so alone again im at home knowing al my cuzzzens are together i tell my mum how i feel so alone and she says well they perants dont work as much so u get more things but thats not wat i care about i just dont want this loneleyness day after day some people like their own company but i just aint like that i love people beimng wit me it makes me remember i aint alone in life but i know one day when i got through a really low time one day i really will kill my self i really loved this 2 boys and i really couldnt chose so i would go out with one then finish it n go with the other then id do the same now i have lost both of these boys ni realy loved em n they said they loved me but not any more and i still love one called louis but he loves this girls sam n i miss him so much i really want him back my cuzzen who i would call my soul mate we are so close dont want me 2 b wit him so i finished it she is like a sister 2 me we have known eacother all our lifes we have arguments like sisters but make up straight after but at the moment i havnt seen her for about a month n i miss her so much i feel she helps me alot its like aving a sister like a best friend and her not being around is so upsetting so maybe one i day i truley will be saying goodbye|
|04 Aug 2004||ambassador||wait till you're 13. then hold together a disintegrated culture in an imaginative act of will. deployling weapons of happiness.|
|04 Aug 2004||Rayne||Under 13? There is no 'best' way, fuckbags. I mean, come on...13 is still so young. Seriously, at 13 you've barely hit puberty, haven't even finished highschool yet. And most likely have NEVER had meth, lsd, extacy, and all that good shit. But, you're all stupid fucks for thinking suicide is GRAND. Seriously, take a life, give a life. It's never going to end. It's one huge ass fucking circle that'll NEVER END! And besides, you little "suicidal" fucks are pussies. Suicide is just like saying "I can't handle life". You little fucks think you know what life is and what life isn't. You're fucking retarded. Life hasn't even started for you. And if you keep being the way you are now, you won't die until you're 89 or something. Because you'll be stuck in a nut house for trying to chop off your own arm. LOL!!!! Haha, fuck you! Nut houses suck, people screaming all through the night, piss all over the walls because they're all too wacked to make it in the toilet. And getting tubes shoved up your nose, to your brain, and that's how they give you your medications. They also strap your ass down. So yes, for you little 'suicidal' fuckbags, you're all pussies. Because the best way to die, is the hard way to die. I mean sure, slit your wrists, and peirce unknown parts. Do it because you like the pain, you like the rage it brings to you. Don't do it to take your life. It's a waste of world...|
|03 Aug 2004||Felicia and the Spanking Monkey||Phil baby!!!
I came back and decided to put some "Umphf" into this site once more. And besides, I love you back. Dear, some thing is wrong with my U key, it keeps popping out. I am watching a "Wayne's World" marathon and on my way to work. Didn't jump in the shower yet... too lazy. There is this male friend of mine I completely adore and it is his birthday today, August 3. He is absolutely gorgeous and loves "Jui Jit Su". Maybe he has some secret mission to conquer the world. But I am still down here... you know... folding origami, basket weaving, washing stinky four legged creatures, and listening to ABBA.
Oh my, where's my chiquiquita banana!
Oh wait!!!!! There it is!!!
|03 Aug 2004||The best way to kill yourself if you are under thirteen is insert your penis (works best if you, in fact, have a penis) into a pencil sharpener and start humping it!!!!
AHAHAHAH!!!! The joy and agony of it!! Oh, the bitter, bitter irony!
Conversly, you can pretend you have mind-over-matter powers and go out onto the freeway and try to stop a truck with your mind. This could be quite amusing in the right circumstances.