|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?
|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|
|11 Feb 2004||sophie||i am 13 goin on 14 i am a bi its 3 days untill valentines n i just told a girl who is lez that i rly like her n she has rly hurt me i have slashed my wrists i hve tryed using a knife & scizzors but they dont work i rly h8 my life n i just wanna end it but how can i i must admit i have tryed 2 hang myself but didnt have the guts 2 put it tight enought 2 kill me wot other way is there i mite as well jump off a brdge|
|11 Feb 2004||WVDistressedWoman||Well, I'm not under 13 but, anyways, I'm 19, goin on 20 and I've been suicidal ever since I was 6 yrs old. When I was 6, I tried jumping off of a train, the guy stopped me and it was all because I didn't want to live and today it feels like I still don't. Well, the problems are my mother was sick all the time and my dad was a drug addict and my dad liked beating on my brother because he wasn't his biological son and his dad died in a car wreck when he was 4 ys old. People come to think that my mother and I was something that we're not. I didn't know what to do, I mean, I would sit in the upstairs reading collegeiate books and I was the one who would take care of the cleaning of the place. My brother would just go to the neighbors to eat. My dad, when I was 4 yrs old, he starved me, mom wasn't able to get up. Later on, in the years, I began using drugs and everything, had to learn to cook around 9 yrs old, I began drinking, popping cold medicine pills, smoking marijauna, and then I even would burn myself sometimes and do things unintentionally, it was called MS, the worst depression there is and there's nothing anyone can really do about it. I've been through humpteen doctors and psychiatrists. People think I'm something that I'm not, I mean, I'm the nicest I can be to ppl but, they're all wrong and wanna judge and try to control me, like that one bastard a few yrs ago who tried breaking up my mom and dad for yrs and yrs, he went to hell, well, I hate to talk about this but I was jumped onto by too many ppl and he was one of them for being so jealous of all the friends I had and because he couldn't get my ass and now this pervert prick next door is doing the same thing, they're only doing it to themselves because they're the ones who are really fucked. Now, I think I'm straightening up my life, when I said right now, before I mean that's just how I feel on the opinion. I just feel that people should back off and whatever they're thinking and if it's that bad, they should keep it to themself and not say a bunch of idiocrisy rumors. It's just not right, I mean, I'm going to college, have a boyfriend, friends, and I work part-time, have hobbies, and always keep my hands busy by playing music, video games, or on construction and remodeling, just doing something. I mean, ppl don't actually know what that stuff does to ya, it will really mess ya up but, it's only up to you and it's not up to other ppl to get better, only you can do that, and don't pay attention to them idiots, that drives them even more mad or then they finally get the clue and as for some who don't, they only will when they're dead, I suppose.|
|11 Feb 2004||billy||sometimes i get so sad i want to hurt myself. sometimes i get so angry i want to hurt other people. (are you feeling suicidal; homicidal maybe? :( sometimes i get so scared i just want to hide. sometimes i get so tired i just want to sleep. ( do you like to withdraw, maybe you have seen a change in your sleep habits. :( sometimes i get so lonely i think there is no one out there. sometimes i get so extatic, i think the world and everything in it is mine for the taking. (do you want off the rollercoaster? :)
i would give anything for a chance to feel normal. why is everthing so loud? why is everyone staring at me? why do people judge me because i'm different?
how do you hide in a group of people?
you act like everyone else.
be yourself even if you are psychotic, paranoid, drug addicted, nut bag like myself. atl east i say what i think or maybe that's drinks talking.
|11 Feb 2004||Makia||The best way is to phone childline on 0800 1111 or another freephone number for children|
|11 Feb 2004||Mathieu Malouf||Il faut d'abord obtenir la permission de se servir du poële et inviter des gens à bouffer chez soi en leur fixant un rendez-vous dans une demi-heure environ, pour se laisser du temps. Ensuite on fait revenir des échalottes, on ajoute des champignons, du vin blanc, de la crême et, après s'être rasé le corps entier et extrait les yeux, dents, ongles et autres abats, on se fait revenir gentiment, bien câlé au fond de notre poëlon favori.|
|11 Feb 2004||satanic tendencies||im not under 13, but dont overdose on paracetamol. its a slow n painfull process. i tried it once when i was 8, again when i was 9, i got my stomac pumped both times, and a few weeks ago, im 22 now, this time i was kept in the hospital over night n left on a dip for 18hours, wiv blood tests ever 4hours. paracetamol doesnt kill u out right, it fucks ur liver and kidneys so much, that they dont work, it takes up to 2wks, b4 u die. trust me, iv got on goin kidney pains now cause of it. i also tried to hang myself, when i was 9 and was caught by my mum. when i was 19 i took 16 grams of speed, in an attempt to give myself a heart attack which didnt work (just so u know, iv had 2 mild heart attacks b4 that). iv pushed my body n mind to the limits, n it just wont give in. iv mixed all kind of drugs 2gether and drank myself stupid n im still here. i mean, iv got just under 60 scars on my body. if i lived in the US, id just use a gun, but i live in england! anyway, if u know another quick and painless way, then feel free 2tel me!|
|10 Feb 2004||David||don't u all see? the pain u are living, its all about the pain, all about the sensation, fuck whatever situation ur in, its the constant suffering is what connects us all, somewhere someone knows what i'm saying, and maybe that person can elaborate.
I'm 17 and have had over 150 stitches, it's not the death that i crave but rather the all consuming sensation; i'm addicted to pain.
as stupid as it sounds it's real......
|10 Feb 2004||angela||I am thirteen right now... i will be turning fourteen in a couple months... i think the best way to kill urself is to go out and get drunk.. off henny, hypnotic, or captain morgan... and then find a tall building or high bridge and jump off of it.. i'm pretty sure it won't hurt too much.. and it'll be a lot of fun till u hit the ground.. i myself am gonna try this in jus a few hours here.. i see no point in carrying on.. i've lost all i hold dear.. and everyday i lose someone i love... so wuts the point in stickin around fer the pain... the hell with life.. forget about the future.. and stop bein a pussy and jus jump!|
|10 Feb 2004||Holly||i wanna no a gd suicide method , one that will kill me quickly|