|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?
|27 Jun 2003||Lucy Cortina||Just agirl and co, life IS what you make it. If you think it's shit and you're a freak, hell, you will be. Ignorance is bliss, and what you think becomes true.
Like me, I kept on using daily affirmations and saying to myself "these former boobies WILL grow back to their former glorious selves". And surprise surprise, they are back! Ok, so maybe a surgeons knife gave them some assistance, but that's life innit!
My life is full of madness all the time. I used to donate sexy pics of my boobs to porn sites. I pressed my hefty weighty breasts onto the scanner, and they came out as big as Pamela's. And that wonderful thing my nipples do when I press them against a cold window! It's so glorious! I was reduced to this just so I could afford some NEW boobies.
But I take it all in my stride. Boobies, bras, my sister, poop in my bed, it all happens, and I get suicidal.
Why else am I on this website.
|27 Jun 2003||leanne||im losing my fucking lost mind.bin pacing up&down my bedroom,staring @ the same 4 walls,thinking shall i do it now,2nite,2moro,or shal i jus hold out till my results come through&i do hav jus that lil glimpse of hope??finally jus after 2weeks,i left my house 2day..took a lil trip down 2 my local chemist where i buy bandages 2 patch up the results of a bad nite i had b4 and b4 that and so on. 2day i purchased a bottle of aspirin..just incase those voices pay a lil visit in my head 2nite&i cant take it.all my stash of pills is all gone..digested them.jesus,my liver sure has 2 put up with alot these days.jus took a bottle of water up 2 my room by my bedside 4 2nite..so im fully prepared.coz when i do decide 2 try it again(howeva hopeless @ this game i may b)goin downstairs 4 sum water makes u hesitate..it forces u 2 think it through.i aint givin this fuct up mind any more thinking time anymore.ive had enuff of thinking, feeling,suffering,weeping.wen u simply cant sink any lower than u'v sunk,its time 2 relieve.jus wanna say 2 u all how brave u all r 4 puttin up wiv the shittyness.u r all the strongest bunch of ppl ive eva met(not that ive met u)& ur so courageous 2 b able 2 get urselves outta bed 4 yet anotha painful&damaging day.keep fightin,dnt keep fightin..jus do woteva it takes 4 u 2 overcome ur misery.im gonna beat this son of a bitch who's keeping me here.love,peace,hope and all that.xxx
gona leave ya wiv sum more 'cardigans'lyrics
'DO YOU BELIEVE';
do you really think/that love is gonna save the world
well, i dont think so/i just dont think so
do you really think/that love is gonna save your soul
well i sure hope so/i really really hope so
but i dont think so.
|27 Jun 2003||Roo||im not absolutely sure.... tryin to figure this out meself, the world suxx the end, well once i think about it i like the world i just hate people! no one is nice anymore im thought of as an idiot cuz i want to be a kangaroo no one understands people like me and they prolly never will i mean fuck the only things that keep me alive is music and my girl friend i guess im just fucking stupid oh well one more reason i wanna die, i cut meself when im pisst at the world i see and sometimes hear stuff mostly i see kangaroos yea you prolly think im just some idiot making shit up oh well i see it its true to me THE END thanks for listening, OH AND TO ANSWER QUESTION IM THINKING JUMPING OFF A CLIFF WHILE ON MORPHINE MIGHT BE FUN|
|27 Jun 2003||Josef||last thing i needed while looking for ways to do it right now are pages and pages of comments by people bitching about their worthless lives.
kill yourselves now or shut up so people can find out how to do it.
so far all iv'e learned is pills probably won't work and if they do one's stomach should be empty. i'm thinking maybe the hanging method with an extension cord tied to something.
any more ideas. i want to do it now but anytime today will do. i want it to work cause it will be more difficult if i fail. by the way i'm 33 and wished i'd have done it 20 years ago after reading so many 13 year olds starting out the same way as me.
|27 Jun 2003||aponi||hey...life is just not worth living. lets all kill ourselves to gain freedom and to get away from society.|
|27 Jun 2003||empty and lost||will-
it's like 12:30 and i ran across your post. I don't even know you and I want to be there for you. Alot of shit's going on in my life right now, and honestly I'm think of myself as a pretty fucked up person i need someone. could we maybe be friends? Please don't do anything, please? Will could you maybe write me soon, just let me know you're ok?
|27 Jun 2003||will||im sorry just a girl. im just weak. i get put down cos im gay, and i take to heart what people say. perhaps i should have a tattoo on my arm, that says Positive :) anyway, gotta go bed. sorry for scaring everyone.|
|27 Jun 2003||Karla||I think that I need major help. AAAHHH my shrink all my meds EVERYTHING DOESNT HELP AHHH E-MAIL ME GOD DAMNIT|
|26 Jun 2003||the gay punk||will, no... look at me in the eye... oh shit you can't do that...
you are NOT scum. people aren't divided in such a way. people aren't divided at all. that goes out to all of you... pls do not commit suicide for the fact that your parents or some hot blonde big titted chick or in my case blonde hunk has rejected you and put you down at a constant rate.
shit i am talking like a mother. i KNOW HOW YOU ALL FEEL. i took a knike out of the kitchen and thought about it before my mom walked in. there's too great of a chance that we will die if we choose to kill ourselves. fuck. think about this will, what if tomorrow it gets better. if it doesn't epp hoping anyways. ok, dear
|26 Jun 2003||just a girl||actually, you know what will, screw it, screw the fucking world and screw everyone in it, cos they dont give a fucking shit about me anymore and i cant fucking play this sick game anymore.. what is the point? there is none.. we are all just checkers on one big chess board, with god and the devil being the players.. making all the moves..
well screw their rules.. cos i dont fucking want to play anymore.
|26 Jun 2003||just a girl||will, babe.. please dont.. i know how much you just want to give into that feeling.. trust me i know.. i want to give in so bad, and just give up too...
but now isnt the time.. what will you be proving if you give up now? nothing.. who will you be hurting if you give up now? everyone..
at least allow more time, at least hang onto every little thing you have left, at least consider my feelings will.. and dont do this.. at least not now....
|26 Jun 2003||will||ummm, i was laying on the bed listening to my music with the earphones, & i started thinking about hanging myself again. im desperately trying to be really positive about life, but scum like me, just shouldnt exist. i was never planned. i believe that my sisters would never have been sexually abused by my dad if i hadnt been born. my dad had a disability which he passed on to me, so he took out his anger on them, although he did physically abuse and mentally abuse me. but that doesnt matter. perhaps he should have sexually abused me so as to protect them. i wanna cry. if you dont hear from me after friday, you know ive hung myself. im really really sorry :( love Will xx|
|25 Jun 2003||phil||pierre, good on you if u end up dead, im jealous. i wish i had the courage to go through with suicide. but no, i have to live in pain for many reasons. *sob sob*|
|25 Jun 2003||Zique||Well, my only five friends commit suicide last month, I think I missed the train or something. But now I am all alone! I am 13 years old, with no friends, no life, other than a shitty one. I am ugly, overweight, but I know I am destined to do great things. For you see, I am hundreds of years advanced in science in my room. I have harnessed pure energy in no physical form. I have an invention that can pull calcite right out of the ground through a mixture of magnentation and chemical attractants. I have a cup of pure calcite in liquid form, sitting in my room. So I know I could change the world. But I want to kill myself. Why? Oh, no good reason. Life is meaningless to me. I tell people over and over again the answer to their problems but they do not care. I actually do have a small problem other than that, I am fat and unpopular. Most of you don't care about my problem probably. GROW UP! I have had tons of people say to me. Go on and forget it, it will al l be over soon. There are a few particular people I want to kill at my school, and I almost did. I brought a combat knife to school, and was going to kill them, but seemed to forget. So if you can convince me not to, I am putting a large noose around my neck to hang from the pole in my closet, with long sharp rods shot through close together so that when I do jump off from the nice height, the rods go crisscross across my neck enough for a botched beheading at least, or massive blood flow. "Estimated Pain?: Massive Fire brurning in neck for three whole seconds."|
|25 Jun 2003||KRISTEN (KD)||WHY KEEP ALL THE FUN TO YOURSELF? GET A FRIEND TO MURDER YOU IF THEY WANT TO MURDER SOMEONE AND MAKE IT LOOK LIKE SUICIDE BY HIM HANGING YOU OR SOMETHING!!!!|
|25 Jun 2003||MR GRIM||Climb the biggest building you can find and take a nosedive off it and if you don't die on the way down you will die on the impact!!|
|25 Jun 2003||Mac||Depends on why you want to kill yourself.|
|24 Jun 2003||leanne||hey all.i woz listening 2 this the other nite,thought it applies 2 us in sum form.u may not agree.
this is where your sanity gives in/and love begins.
never lose your grip/dont trip/dont fall/you'll lose it all
the sweetest way to die
it lies deep inside/you can not hide/it's the meanest fire
oh it's a strange desire/you can not lie/that's a needless fight
this is where your sanity gives in/and love begins
never lose your grip/dont trip/dont fall/you'll lose it all
the sweetest way to die
when your blood runs dry/you're paralyzed/it will eat your mind
did you hold it back/it comes to you in slow attacks/it's the meanest fire.
|24 Jun 2003||just a girl||hmmm i do wonder why i read such comments as "just a girl, it seriously worries me wen u stay quiet 4 this long".. when my place here has quite obviously been pushed aside, taken over.. and thrown over the edge...
how i wish that next time someone wishes to push me aside and throw me over the edge that i am standing on the surface of non-the-less, my beautiful friend.. the bridge..
less effort, greater outcome.
|24 Jun 2003||Joe||Listen, everyone - I want you to know that what you're going through is NOT the end, and that you can overcome it. I am NOT a teen - I'm 39 years old, but for some weird reason I did a search for "I want to commit suicide" on Google tonight. I'm not sure why, but I was feeling odd. And yes, I did try to kill myself when I was a teen... it was January 4, 1977, to be exact... long before any of you were born. I took a bottle of aspirin (around 29 was all that was there), along with some medicine I had been prescribed for colidous (sp?). Why? Because my life sucked at the time, and I thought there was no way out. I had been depressed for months and had even been committed to a hospital mental ward for this. I was ready to go. But you know what? I woke up from my hopeful death sleep, with a ringing in my ears, and woke up my parents - afraid of what I'd done. To my surprise, they were not mad at me, but concerned and sincere. While they might not have been the greatest parents, they DID care about me, and loved me. This was something I never really believed before then. However, it was enough to get me through that night.
I can't say that life has been a bed of roses since then, but the good times have outweighed the bad by about 95 percent to 5 percent. However in the past 6 months, some of that 5 percent reared its ugly head, and last December I felt the same way I did in January of '77. I sat despondent in my house for a whole day staring at the fire in my fireplace and trying to find a reason why I shouldn't take my shotgun out and blow my head off.
Two things kept me from doing that:
1) the thought of what it would do to my loved ones - including my 4 kids... some of whom are now teenagers, and
2) praying to God to help me out. While I went through 12 years of Catholic school, I've never been what I considered a "holy" person, but I do believe that God cares, and helps us when we need it. If any of you have never seen the movie "It's a Wonderful Life" - with Jimmy Stewart - made in 1946, I think - you need to rent it and watch it. Maybe, just maybe, you'll see something in it that will hit home with you and help you make the right choice. And I can confidently say that the right choice is to CHOOSE LIFE!
Don't listen to the deepest, darkest feelings that are trying to command you now. I honestly believe those are influenced by the devil, who wants to have your soul for eternity in hell... and trust me, that's not where you or anyone else wants you or me to be. If you don't think anyone else cares, know this: I DO! I've never written anything like this to anyone else before, but I can't help but feel that all of you are going through the same (or similar) things that I went through 25 years ago... and in a different, though similar sense, 6 months ago, and I want you to know that someone DOES care about you, and that things WILL get better. It may seem silly and stupid, but if you just pray to God and ask for help - REGARDLESS of your religion, your prayers WILL be answered.
Sorry for the lengthy diatribe, but I really DO care, and hope that I've helped. If so, PLEASE send me an e-mail or respond in this forum. Hang in there.