|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 Oct 2003||MauvaisSouhait||i was wondering if i could talk to u. for a while sometime. if u ever get a chance. Have u ever tried to commit suicide? i'm about to take some pills right now. nothing major just about 4000mg. last night i took about 9000mg. nothing's happened yet. but i'm still waiting. I just want someone to talk to. and i have no one.
|19 Oct 2003||Michael||i feel so alone, all i have wanted to do since i was 6 is kill myself. but i'm too gutless to do it. i'm now 19 and i'm Australian, at university. i have always felt so different from everyone else and i've never fit in anywhere, i have no real friends. i had some in college (in Aus thats highschool), but all they did was betray and hurt me. Now at uni i have no friends at all. i haven't been abused, and in some respects i'm quite lucky, but i always feel like shit, and feeling like shit when i really, compared to say like people in 3rd world country or those below the poverty line, should be happy, makes me feel guilty and then i feel even shittyer. i feel lost and alone, and i can't see any real reason to live. Love is a lie, and hope is an even worse stigma.|
|18 Oct 2003||ronwelthy2mauvais souhait||ye, you are all right, when you fell like you are going to kill yourself, no one try to help you, and you are left alone with suicidal thoughts, you try to résist, to fight someone, against those dark clouds, but you have no allies, just weird looks which say
_Well look at her, she is mad.
But then, after you attempt to kill yourself, the whole family, your friend are trying to understand you, as if they were trying to get our favour, they are all hypocritical.That's pretty shit you know.
Well I don't mean to give any lesson, just to tell you one or two things. If you really feel suicidal and you don't want to kill yourself, just become an individualist. The world cannot help you, well just try to reject it. Instead, if you have somethings to say, if you feel like everythings are getting worse and worse, just open a notebook and write in it. It will a better therapy than speaking to your family, or your friend, or going to a psychologist.
And to answer your last question about death, I don't think there is something after the Great passage, just a black empty space where you can live and float peacefully, that's what I think. Death is the great enigma of all society, but I think that to believe in it you don't have to believe in god so it make easier for atheist to understand, or if you believe in a god, with my theory you don't have to bother about your terrestrial life.
I hope this will help you. But remember, if you feel lost, remember one thing just write your thoughts.
|18 Oct 2003||MauvaisSouhait||Chris, your comments are interesting. I'd love to talk to you sometime if you're up for it. you should know my e-mail by now. thanks.|
|18 Oct 2003||MauvaisSouhait||Sometimes you believe that there is no other way out than to just end it now and not have to worry any more about the agonizing pain and the twisted torment. For you, dieing may be a way of solitude, a way of total peace. What should it matter to anyone else if you're going to do it or not? Shouldn't it be your life? And the people who say they care after u attempt it, why didn't they show they cared in the first place before u tried it. I'd love to get out of this teasing reality. The only time i am truly at peace is when i'm sleeping and even then it gets interrupted by whispering howls and gruesome nightmares. So i guess there isn't a true peace any way. I mean after u die what then? What happens when you're dead? Is there a god, a 2nd life, true peace, or just all blackness and quiet sounds. I wish i knew an answer. I wish i could help someone. or that someone could help me. But i'm lost and i can't seem to find my way.|
|18 Oct 2003||Leanne2tiffany||Tiffany, thanks for sharing your past experiences and im genuinely pleased (and a teeny bit jealous!) you've overcome that desire to end your life. my dad is an alcoholic and he also mentally&physically abused my mum, me&my brothers. And maybe one day, i hope some time soon, I'll get to where you are now because sometimes when reasons to live seem too few, all i need on a rainy day are chris's words, he is an excellent writer. I reckon your brother at this very moment is very pleased to see you're at peace with yourself.|
|18 Oct 2003||Leanne2Phyl||Sounds to me as if Phyl's got his knickers in a twist. yeah, maybe you're right, perhaps we are all attention seekers... but is that so bad? If we cant get our own family and friends to take note of our misery, what's wrong with voicing it here? if you dont like the idea of suicide, why did you come to this site? I would suggest an anger managment site for you or something...|
|18 Oct 2003||Phyl||To die|
|18 Oct 2003||MauvaisSouhait||I've been suicidal for a while now. I'm 16 and almost finished with HighSchool. Trying to get into a college and things are stressful. I'm not the "typical" suicidal teen as most. I wasn't raped or abused. For some reason i've always been depressed, I've never been able to be happy no matter what went on. Making honor roll, having boyfriends, nothing. I had a lot of friends then when i hit highschool i got sick of everything. I began to realize that ppl suck. I was always picked on but hey, most teens are. But for some reason i can't handle this torment at all. I do want to become a writer u know and go to college but w/ things going on at school i just wanna die. I'm a cutter, thats what i do... i cut myself. I've taken pills before but they never seem to have any effect on me. Though i think tonight i'll try again. I just want to die but then i'm afraid to depress my mom, dad, and brother. But i'm not happy. I think it's just time to die. Too many bad things for me to begin to handle, especially alone.|
|18 Oct 2003||Tiffany||I just found this site a few days ago and really felt close to the people responding to it. Chris is an excellent writer and Leanne sounds like a very good friend. As for the others who write very little, I hope I can help in some way. My little brother committed suicide last year. He will now be forever 18. It was the worst experience of my life. He dies every day in my mind and there is nothing I can do to help him. I also tried suicide twice, once at 15 and another time at 16. I was such a screw up I could not even succeed at that. I somehow made it through that with the help of my friends. I am now older and very thankful I screwed up my suicide attempts. My life changed so much that thinking of taking my own life now would never be an option. My family background is pretty screwed up too. My father just died in May from Alcoholism. And since my father was both mentally and physically abusive, my mom decided she would just be mentally abusive. Please email me if you want to talk about anything. I have a lot of experience with suicide.......|
|18 Oct 2003||Bobie||Jump off your back deck, make sure there are sharp rocks!|
|17 Oct 2003||Leanne2Chris&co.||"As I turn to you and I say
Thank goodness for the good souls
That make life better
As I turn to you and I say
If it wasn't for the good souls
Life would not matter.
One good day of the week
And I'll be up again
One good day of the week
I'll be higher than the government..."
|16 Oct 2003||tere||the best way to kill yourself is by jumping off a tall building.|
|16 Oct 2003||Phyl||Get Courtney Love to kill you and then say it was a suicide.;;or take drugs
BY THE WAY
GIRLS ATTTEMPT SUICIDE, BOYS COMMIT SUICIDE. If you want to kill yourself stop fuckin moaningggggggggggg about it and fucking do it, get a shotgun!!!!!!!!! It's not that hard these days and get some shells for your shotgun and blow your fucking head off! It doesn't take a genius, I hate all you fucking attention seekers trying to kill yourself, do it properly for fuck's sake and stop wasting hospital space and people's time.
Thank you Mouchette,
Love Phyl X
|16 Oct 2003||Chris||Now that September and summer are over... it can only mean one thing... it's time for my uncle to start boring everyone about skiing once again.
He took up skiing only five years ago at a time when he really should have been contemplating a more sedentary type of pastime. But you know how it is with men when they reach a certain age, they begin to feel the relentless march of time and as an antedote try and find something to convince themselves that anno domini will have no power over them. Sadly, most of them follow a predictable course and go out and either a) buy a bright red sports car, b) take to wearing clothes two sizes too small and a whole generation too young, c) start chasing after impossibly young girls with equally impossible asses or d) the old favourite booze. However attractive the above options are, I know that none would get past my uncle's wife (although I suspect she thinks that he does at least three of the above and has a red BMW Z3 stashed in a garage somewhere). So, my uncle took to the slopes instead. One of the few genuine regrets he has in life is that he didn't strap on a pair of skis twenty years ago. But it does have its downside (no pun intended), he has become such a bore on the subject, I find that he steers every conversation he's in around to skiing, he spends hours daydreaming about whizzing across the snow and worst of all he has to stop himself from wishing the time away until the season begins... remember he took up skiing in the first place because he was afraid that time was passing too quickly on his way to his own personal middle life crisis. But, his wife is happy, he goes skiing at every and any opportunity and she gets to have the whole bed to herself (instead of her normal 97% of it) for days on end. She just drops him at the airport and goes home to check that the life insurance is up to date. But his argument is "Which other sport has so much to offer? Clean fresh air, mountain scenery, bars and restaurants everywhere to refuel and on the chair lift up he enjoys a cigarette without bother from the Nicotine Nazis!"
And here is where my uncle has a good point. Although he is a bore on the subject, he is practising something good. Maybe the paradise island that my friend Leanne likes to mention is a little difficult to arrive to but we might go skiing, breathe the non-toxic, suicidal air, clear our minds, try to have a good time and while you're whizzing along the snow alone and with a clear mind get to know yourself more and try to get something positive out of yourself. It's good to know yourself before meeting all the other suicidal arses... although I still love the idea of the paradise island!
P.S Leanne, I've got a confession to make. This may sound lame like your friend's excuse about not giving you a Christmas card but this is the truth. I swear on a stack of bibles (or whatever you believe in) that I had the intention of sticking some kisses to you at the end of my last post but I'm so used to not giving kisses that I forgot! Actually I do blow quite some kisses, but always from afar. When I see a girl that once helped me in something or came to talk to me (not because she wanted something from me) I blow kisses from afar. Going up to her and hugging her and kissing her really is just not for me. First of all she will think I'm a nut (which isn't far off the mark really) and secondly she would be embarassed because she would want hugs and kisses from someone else and not from me. And after all people don't go berserk because they see someone who once helped them in a small thing or talked to them. But, you understand, for me it's so special because it happens very few times. Well, hope you believe me... these are for you xxxxx and by the way, Happy Birthday, (I know it's late to say it but I wanted to anyway), and I hope you enjoyed the cake xxxxx
See ya on the slopes...
|16 Oct 2003||ronwelthy||I could not stand this shitty life, those looks which said well thank you for you help, but you don't interest me. Those people who considered me as if i was a robot, a non human, a machine to which they could ask everything.
_Could you give me your book
_Yes, I always replied not to loose my place in the circle. Yes, I will let you take whatever you want, just ask.
This makes feel empty, a man without any feeling, except anger and pain. Those feelings will always stay in my soul.
But let me tell you more about the time I ran away from home.
Ye, it was rainy, and this fuckin weather made me think of the good old time, when I was happy, running everywhere in the house, did not care for anybody, when I could have all the things I asked. Yeah, childhood is the best time of your life, but then you become a teenager and black clouds hide the sun, this is the time when for the first time you taste your tears, when for the first time you feel like a cut in your heart when the girl you loved did not care about you
Yeah, my teenage years were the worst of my life, like this street all wet with rain. I wandered in the city, trying to think about what I could do, and decided to go further, it was time to cut my roots and to live a new life
|16 Oct 2003||robert hose||the best way is a razor or house cleaning products|
|15 Oct 2003||Lyndsay||pretend you're a witch who has lost her power to freeze, then run out in front of a speeding car to prove you can freeze it and wait...|
|15 Oct 2003||leanne||Just a Girl, thank you v. much for re-assuring me. we've all missed you here, no bullshit. none of us know where you've been or what has gone on but it was very good to see your name and message this evening. xx|
|15 Oct 2003||leanne||Thomas, I'd just like to say Welcome, and that you are in no way alone here. forget people who dont seem to find you attractive out there and have made the assumption of you being gay... forget them 1)girls in this world.. in this fucked up place are just getting to be too much trouble, 2) they're only out for themselves. And be there for your mum. even though your family somehow blames you, that's not your fault, not your problem, not your concern... well it is a concern but not one you're responsible for. dont let people walk all over you for your mistakes, everybody makes them and hell... life is one big mistake... the way this world functions is a big fucking error and mistake. you gotta stand tall at work, dont let people take the piss, coz they'll lose respect for you and you'll lose it for yourself. when you feel shit&down, which is all the time with depression, you can always come here. there are good fucking people here, the best bunch you'll eva find and discover, like i myself have discovered. nobody judges anybody, or looks down on anybody, we're all on the same level and im sure we'll all be here for you... you wanna be angry, do that, scream,rant&rave, get it out coz nobody will understand you better than us. so welcome again and keep visiting.|