|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?
|16 Feb 2004||jwan||there is no way to kill yourself when you are under 13... at that age you aren't born yet, after that the ivernation will come, after that is too late to play that game or maybe someone already killed you... your life is not your own|
|16 Feb 2004||Well i think the best way is to jump off a building wether it be a office building or your house, or hell your school for what i care. I'm thirteen and well gay. There's no way out|
|16 Feb 2004||Altharos||Hi, I come from New Zealand, which (as some of you surely know) has the highest rate of youth suicide in the world. I myself have found life getting harder and harder as it goes on, and have felt this for the last year or so, since I was fifteen.
More out of interest than an actual intention to put the information to use, I searched around to find out about the different ways one can commit suicide, and which ones were or weren't painless.
A particular site was terribly helpful, and has put me off killing myself for now, at least until the next greatly depressing event in my life.
There is the site, I would strongly consider reading through the article. It is from New Zealand, and it quite thouroughly describes the way that varying methods by which one may commit suicide work.
As I said, it definitely put me off it for a while.
Hope it helps.
|15 Feb 2004||tricia||i hear that suicidees go to hell or if they reincarnate, they will suffer 10 times worse than in their previous lifes. cos taking your own life is sin. i don't know. i do want to die so bad. it hurts too much to live but i do not know if it will hurt more if i died and went to hell instead of somewhere peaceful. that is why i am still here struggling, coping. i am 23 already. half of my life span is already gone. i find life extremely meaningless for me. i have tried to end my life several times in the past but it didn't work. it certainly isn't that easy to die as you had seen on tv shows or read from people had wrote about them slitting their wrist or downing many pills at one go. i talked to my mother the other day, i told her about my thoughts and that one day if and when she finds me dead on my bed, she should try, understand and forgive me. i think the best way to kill myself is cutting and slitting my wrist. it is actually quite difficult to cut. before you can even bleed your skin, you would be hurting and burning like hell already. i had tried a few times and i finally found a way to cut it deeper, make it bleed in a faster easier way. hmm... that's all i have to say. i pray that all of us who are feeling very troubled in here will be able to find some peace without trying to harm or kill themselves. i can't find my peace which i have been looking for a very long time. i really do not know how long i can stand this. but i'll try to cope as long as i can, whether it's an hour, a day, a week, a month or a year. good luck to everybody. i hope each of you find your own happiness one day.|
|15 Feb 2004||océane||avaler une barbie|
|14 Feb 2004||some one who stopped caring a long time ago.||First of all I would just like to say that if you're posting on this website obviously you're seeking help. You want people to tell you everything is gonna be alright and that things will get better. They might, chances are, they won't, so stop telling everyone about it and if you feel like you are useless then just fucking do it. Think about what it is to live, why you are living, who or what you are living for and if you come up with absolutely nothing, then do it. Most of you don't even have a good reason for it from the posts i've read. A few of you do, but most of you don't.
I'm 17 years old and i've contemplated suicide so many times i can't even tell you. My vision is fucked up, I see whites as shades of red because I'm so angry all the time (yes it does happen). My parents have pointed guns at me and said that I was so worthless they should kill me right then, they've given me guns and told me to kill them because they think i would enjoy it they kicked me out of the house and made me live on the streets for weeks before and all over little things, such as I didn't get a haircut within the first 10 minutes they told me to get one or even something as simple as spilling milk makes me a loser piece of shit that deserves nothing more than an 9mm bullet, and maybe not even worth the cost of it. So I say to you people who want to commit suicide, shut up and do it, but look around first at all the people with the same damn problems as you, your parents jump on you because of grades, you think your ugly *Cry me a fucking river on that one* you have to do school work you, you don't like someone or yourself, you think your parents hate you cause they have lives and you sit at home and make it worse for yourself by wallowing in your own self pity, and for those who have reasons, being convicted of something that will put you away for a long long time or your parents literally try to kill you time and time again things of that nature, go ahead just one more space for another person to come in and try the game of life and inevitably fail just like the rest of the world growing up in a lying society and lying bastard parents who tell you what they think they know about your life because "They've been there" when in fact they grew up in a white 50's suburbia. Your teachers and governement, even your president lies and steals from you, telling you this is a free country when we have to pay to breathe the air, drink the water and live in shelter.
I would love for someone to explain to me the point in life, society or control? What does it amount to? We get money buy things make things, feel, think all these human emotions and actions, then we die, only to leave our position as another polutant in the world to take up space. Then we have afterlife or maybe not if you believe so and we go somewhere, for what? Afterlife is just as meaningless as life. No one can explain to you how you feel or why you feel it, no one can say they know what you're going through because they don't. Why do we feel sad, happy, mad or "suicidal"? Why do we need to strive in life to be important or loved? Why do we need parents or money or anyhting we need in today's society? Because it's put into our heads that we need it by media, government and your own parents from day one. The human body is made to physically and emotionally function on its own, we aren't parasites so why do we need this other entity in our lives? So once again, with all this in mind. What, is, the, point?
|14 Feb 2004||Kayla||the best way to kill yourself if you under the age of 13 would be tell your mother you're pregnant with by your dad and you're keeping the baby, no matter what
oh ps and the doc said it's twins!
|14 Feb 2004||jagox||tie a noose around your neck attach it to the door and wait for a particularly nasty draught|
|14 Feb 2004||Natural born killer||In order to save the earth and yourself, murder somebody. Just go to some place far away from your natural habitat, then kill some stranger by any method. The more you kill, the better you feel.
The purpose of life is to destroy life. Kill anyone you don't like, kill strangers, kill your local priest, just kill someone, anyone, everyone... However, never kill the opposite sex from you. Female killing females, male killing males. Kill, Kill, Kill...
Kill your father, kill your mother, kill your daughter, kill your son, kill your neighbor, kill your boss, kill your teacher, kill your student. Kill, Kill, kill....
Kill your dog? That's a no no! Only human beings.
Imagine the world, you are the last one standing, experience the true freedom which no one ever exprienced before.
Only if you are lucky enough to get there, if you stand in my way, I will kill you. If I stand in your way, you better have some heavy weapons.
This is your purpose in life! Follow it or die from it.
Just plan your murder out carefully, it's better to be a smart killer. You might have the urge go to some public place with a machine gun and blast everyone. You can't get away with that kind of shit.
Just kill once or twice per week, over several years, it can add up to a large sum. If you claim more than 10,000 lifes with your own hands, you will be a legend, a god-like existence, people will know you through out history. Then if you decide to turn yourself in to the authorities you won't even get a death sentence! You will be treated like a king in maximal security mental hospital. People finally will be interested in your books. 'The art of killing - by (your name)', '10,000 miles, 10,000 strangers, 10,000 kills' or whatever the title, it is going to sell and change your reader. Do it!
|14 Feb 2004||lost||Now how in the world could anyone answer this ? if they were already dead; hello!?
I would imagine that drinking a shit load of booze and pooping a shit load of sleeping pills would be the best until you you realized you were having a nightmare but it wasn't just a nightmare, it in fact was a grand welcoming to your new REALITY; HELL.
I once had a history professor comment that hell was the thing that you hated the most. but what the hell could he have known, he was still alive!
Right now, suicide seems like the most logical thing for me to do. In all reality i know I want to live; but it's these dame hurles in life that thow me off track.
Music seems to be my only safe sanctuary; but when i take off my headphones and face reality, i'm back to square one.
help!! if there indeed are guardian angels please help me!!
|14 Feb 2004||...||i'm so tired. everything's black and white. i've never felt so strong about this before but now that my freaken father, older sisters and annoying brothers are really getting me paranoid, and they do not understand me i've figured that maybe this is just a part of my task, and if i die i'll go to heaven because right now i'm in hell. i'm so disappointed that my family just do not understand why my life is so hard. they put so much on me and think it's easy. PLEASE if you feel this way just go and try to get help, or at least just sleep forever. i want to sleep forever. forever. i'm so so so tired.|
|13 Feb 2004||Felicia||I know the world is not making it easy to "us" writers or comedians. Rejection letters is like salt added to a wound. Writing poetry can make you think that you are in complete paradox. You drink a bottle of wine and spill it on your white shirt. You later lift it up to expose your hairy navel... you pick out the lint to see if there is any change left for lunch money. Your nose starts to itch. You get your index finger to scratch out last week's booger on the side of your left nostril.
But to be honest, writing is a lot like therapy. Even the average paid shrink says so. You can write or type in your journal and create a dialogue:
Q: So how are you doing, Gertrude?
A: Im doing okay I guess? I am thinking of a plot at the moment.
Q: Is it a burial plot?
A: No, no, no!!! Im thinking of a plot for my fiction novel.
Q: You dont sound positive right now.
A: I just received a rejection letter from Michael Meltzer Productions. They said my scripts were not acceptable. So yes, Im a bit disappointed.
Q: What are you doing about it?
A: Looking for more publishers and script agencies. Well, it beats sitting in front of the television set, watching Simon Cowell talk crap to all the contestants on American Idol. Besides, rejection along with humility builds character.
Q: Thats good! At least youre doing something about it.
A: Youre right oh by the way where is your mother and boyfriend and why is your car, with the fogged up windows, moving?
|13 Feb 2004||katie||DONT! if you give up then you will make a mistake... if your under 13 or real young you havent lived enough life yet to tell if u deserve to die... i mean im suicidal and ive been raped sexually molested beat teased ive dun drugs drank had sex and im 13 and i mean im suicidal homicidal bi polar all that shit and ive gotten so deep in it i juss wanna be normal?? dont u? well wut i do is i will keep telling myself im powerful plus i like the way ppl fear me and think im insane wich i am and i hold on to that and i live for myself fuck whut other ppl think i mean if they think ur fat i mean WHO CARES!! fat ppl r so cool lol plus juss work out or ya kno dont give up get stronger and you will end up gettin better! but cuttin urself is alright i think it makes me feel alot better juss cut and cut dont die... believe me someone will miss you wether u like it or not and wether u kno it.. plz listen to whut im saying ppl i kno how hard life is and how good death sounds but... plz try to make it! im a very negative person and ive gotten so low and crzy and messed up i miss being able to go to school and be free and be happy.. but ur mind is strong enough to make n e thing happen and ur cooler than u think u are believe me!
katie i.m me at kottnkndykttn
|13 Feb 2004||cdm||if you really want to kill yourself then don't follow the bsic commandments that God has set fourth for us. You basiclly are already dead, dammed, and living 25% of yur hell. The other 75% can be found in the book of revolation, or as you may be destend the firey pits of hell. Ask God for joy in your heart and spirit, I sure he will give it to you. He has me. If not consider yoursel already dead, from dust were we made back to dust shall we go. Ohh, by the way if you killed yourself before you turned 13 you will still make it into the kingdom of Heaven, anythig after that you are judged, and every one knows (if you read the bible) commitig killing yoursel is a sin and automatic address in hell|
|12 Feb 2004||Bryan||If you ask me the best way to kill yourself would be to become a writer... excuse me try to become a writer. Even better think of yourself as a poet. Only write poetry. Amass enough poems for a book, photocopy them, attain addresses for publishers of this type of genre and just wait. Fill in your time betweeen with the ordinary daily activities people call life, or attempt this. Because you know you will fail. After months of no replies and actually enjoying delving into emotions, thoughts, even worlds you never knew existed. You become an addict, spending hours describing how the light reflects in splendor between two panes of glass, or how a soldier has to euthanize a friend with a mortal wound. Once entrapped in this creative paradox your mind will split into two camps, one mystified by the new world you have found in poetry and the other bitterly fighting off the enticement of death from all the rejection. By the time you want to share your creative endeavors with someone, you will find no one... and soon it will be over. I know this isn't the shortest process, but i believe will be successful eventually|
|12 Feb 2004||stargazer||y llevas el canio a tu sien
apretando bien las muelas
y cierras los ojos y ves
todo el mar en primavera
bang, bang, bang...
hojas muertas que caen
los que no pueden mas
|12 Feb 2004||Joe Lee||I killed myself last week, I am sending this email from hell. Let me tell yall, hell is not too bad at all. It's about 69 F all year round with cable TV and universal internet access. Yes, you can send email to the devil making suggestions... but most likely you will get an auto-reply telling you "Go fuck yourself!"
The devil is building a brand new casino and whore-house down here with human skulls. Very psychedelic and hiphop, with architecture Frank L. Wright making the blue print... He sure did a great job making the transition from the building to the environment.
Also, arts' greatest... Picasso is waiting for you. His bloody paintings are as good as they get now days. His recent project is making heaven in hell!
My favorite is 'Holy Angels getting sued from raping a bloody whore in the hell's court' - a 3 dimensional painting made from cow intestine and Picasso's own bloody-shit!
You pussies really don't want to die don't you? Fuckin eh! Mentally weak bastards too weak to die or live.
Making pussy ass comments such as " Oh, I really want to kill myself, my life is shit, I feel soooo depressed... blah, blah, blahhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!"
You sure have a lot of fucking time to write on this shit, JUST DO IT ALREADY!!
Fuck, it's for your own good. You little 13 year old pussy shit piss me off. If only I know where you live, I will go over take my shotgun and blow your fucking head off. Then... I will fuck your aesophagus or your airway or whatever them anatomical neck-holes called. Then... I will jizz and pee inside your lung, stomach, or whatever them damn holes connected into.
That's how a real man or woman die! with the first class ticket to hell.
If you hurry, you might make to the grand opening ceremony of devil's whore-house with guest singer Elvis and Jimi -devil's child- Hendrix... Finally you can see Hendrix smash his guitar and pour gasoline on someone's head!
What the hell you might say? Yes, I am in hell mother fuckers!
|12 Feb 2004||EE arisa||Honestly, i'd have 2 say that the best way is to pull out a gun, and blast your head out. It's messy and u'll have brains all over, but if u r like me u'll want it. Every day, i go to sleep thinking of all of my failures, and it hurts. I'm not pulling out crap like pain from the heart or any s*** like that, but its almost like physical pressure. No-one knows, but if i tell someone i will have to get help, and i don't want that. I want to be a success. Not perfect, just not some smart kid who recently screwed EVERYTHING that she has. I know just wat s*** feels like, and its not nice.
I am a complete wannabe, though. I won't hide it... i dont have the guts to find a gun and pull the trigger. But still, when theres no other FAST and EASY way, what do u do? I have thought of the compacter chute and the window, but if i do that, i have to suffer up to 2 minutes. Same goes for slitting one's throat or wrists. I mean, the damned vein is so tiny, by the time u find it, u've lost a lot of blood. And, i can't drown myself. I've tried that (if nothing else) but my body is that of a natural swimmer, and i will either float or wind up choking on water. I have so many faces, and the sad thing is, i talk to them if there's no one around.
I know my life is actually pretty good, but i know that as i write this my face becomes years older.
TO ALL MY FRIENDS/FAMILY:
if i do kill myself, and you don't get the suicide notes (really, they are nice cards) then i hope u know that i luv most of you, but luvin u isn't gonna make me luv myself. We don't need help, or support, we need self success (cuz thats why i'v been messed up since i was 8).
TY for reading this pathetic story.
Damn i suk.
|12 Feb 2004||sher||lie under ur schoolbus before leaving for a school trip|
|11 Feb 2004||Brooke||Hey.. i Think this site is way wrong i dont believe anyone should be givin ppl ideas on how to kill themself fast... i lost a brother at 17 do to a car accident and that was hard enough going through that it would have been harder if he would have killed himself i dont think it right to even think about doing such a thing and if u really are thinking about it i would think twice there are many ppl out there that u may not even know of that care lots about u i mean there was over 1000 ppl at my brother funeral i would have never thought that many ppl cared for him... give it a 2nd thought please it's really not worth it|