|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?
|07 Nov 2010||maladyofdeath||If you ever need self-validation, someone who cares, I will deliver.|
|07 Nov 2010||alexis||drowning|
|07 Nov 2010||get . a . life .||Get a life, seriously. Think about someone other than yourself, someone who is actually in real pain; watch the damn news,read the newspapers. You have a whole life ahead of you, and posting dumb emails about killing yourself is not going to get you anywhere.Its a pretty easy answer, a 3 yr old can work out how people die, so why are you wasting your time? Get it into your twisted mind that life is hard; just dont be so selfabsorbed and dramatic.|
|07 Nov 2010||friendly circle band aid||old thinking haunts new syllables|
|06 Nov 2010||ummmmmmmmm.......im not even 13 yet and both of my parents have attempted to kill me. i have no family other than my drugged up parents and spoiled older brother. my brother torments me with insults and my parents insult and beat me. i am an outcast at school. my father put a nail threw my left eye so i am now blind in one eye. i have experienced life. i hate it. just because im a kid doesnt mean i dont understand.|
|06 Nov 2010||suicidelover||I will tell the ultimate truth to everyone.. I have been suicidal for 10 years and have lived a nightmare that only some of you can understand.. I wont bother you with the reasons coz they dont matter much at this point cause basically I count every waking day as a new reason..
So first of all let me make it pretty clear to you that SUICIDE IS THE BEST SOLUTION, no pills, therapy or rehab will ever work, but suicide works only if it is done right the first time.. If you dont get it right the first time then you enter into a much larger hell..
After I failed in my first attempt, for a while, I thought things will get better
as I was told by everyone.. So I started a new life hoping for the miracle to happen some day but believe me THE MIRACLE NEVER HAPPENS, there is never a happy ending. For me the pain just kept on increasing, the years passed I attempted again and again but never succeeded because mainly I started to lose the courage coz the motherfucker people around me gave a false hope that the things can better but in reality they never do.. Now I am suffering from several diseases, live a fucking life and dont have the courage to kill myself..
Everyday hurts like hell.. Every breath seems to be useless.. Only If I can get the courage back to kill myself again cause Its getting tougher and tougher and I know NOTHING WILL EVER GET BETTER!! But I know I will succeed in killing myself one day and that day will be the happiest in my life!!
|06 Nov 2010||abbie||um iv been reading like 8 pages of this. Im still unsure of what to do:/ if anyone wants to help me email me? Abs96@hotmail.co.uk i can do with any help i can get:/ thanks.|
|05 Nov 2010||Andrea||Please think about your babies, even if your husband is a piece of shit (mine is) think about your babies. Nothing that you do since they have been conceived affects only you. Find yourself through them. Move to alabama and I will give you food! There are people in this world who value your life, you just need to find your place, I will pray for you!|
|05 Nov 2010||mathew||Listen to dad|
|05 Nov 2010||Niek||By growing up and kill the child within you.|
|03 Nov 2010||er||i am 13 years old, i fell in love with a boy who is 15, he was the best thing that ever happened to me, and he still is, its been 6 months, and he is all i cant think about, i cant get him off my mind, and hes moved on, he treats me like shit, and all i do to him is be nice, more than nice, i give my everything to make him happy, even if that means that my happiness is suffering, which it is..
i have slit my wrists 3 times, but it hasnt been serious, i had bleeding which lasted a while, and i had swelling, it never reached the hospital stage, i wanted to die.. infact, i still do, its the worst feeling in the world, i feel like if i do something serious, like death, that he will finally see how much i love him, and how much i need him in my life, but when he realizes it will be too late, id of gone...
i dont know what to do anymore, in the past i have tried to over does on drugs, i took around 30 drugs that i didnt even know the names of, it only caused bad side affects, when i go to do it again i am sick from the smell of them :/
|30 Oct 2010||Onlyomen||Has it occurred to anyone that the person who posted this site is some sick **** ADULT who gets off hearing about other peoples pain and is NOT a child at all? Find a legit site if u need to vent people. And ive been there everyone and while this life and being in chronic pain sucks NOT existing scares the crap out of me more and I happen to love my family and friends enough (such as they r) NOT to put them thru that.|
|30 Oct 2010||naveen||take 100 pills of any drugs on a hill;;; atter 10 minutes (may be less or more ) when u fill better jump from that hill. and rest in peace. the is best way to suicide is n isolated area not at home.|
|29 Oct 2010||reading about all those people telling us NOT to commit suicide...makes me even more suicidal.|
|28 Oct 2010||loquita||drugs and alcohol.(if you take this seriously, read all of this, if you arent willing to do that, read the last few paragraphs)
i say this because i have spent the last four years of my life killing myself slowly with these tools.
i was fifteen when i started to drink "socially". also the same age i tried marijuana for the first time.
i found a great escape in these things. when i was drunk and high i could forget about how worthless, insecure, disgusted with myself and depressed i was. i thought i had found a savior in these things.
i speak from experience, and it can be debated all day whether pot is a gateway drug, but for myself, and many my friends it was. pot lead to coke, then to mushrooms and lsd, then to ecstasy then to pills, and not to mention the array of drugs that the pot was laced with out of my 4 years i spent wasting myself.
at first it started out doing these things in the summer. but when school started back up, i needed an escape from the pressure and stress of highschool and the troubles i was having at home. my parents have been divorced since i was 1 and i didnt get along with the stepfather. so drinking and drugging became a weekend hobby.
i graduated from hs a semester early and started college. i found many of kids with the same habits of me and the drinking and drugs became almost an everyday activity. pot and alcohol became my life. i lived to get high and drunk. so much that i quit going to school. then on st. patricks day of this last year i got a wake up call. i was arrested with a dui, and spent 7 hours in jail. i realized i was spinning out of control. but what was i supposed to do, its hard to stop spinning once you start. i tried to quit, but i had addictions rooted for 4 years. i stayed off drink for about 3 weeks, saying if i just smoke ill be alright. but it didnt last, pot alters perceptions until it was clear to me, as long as im not driving i am alright to go on as i please.
i spent april through august in a drunken stupor until i got another wake up call. i had been on a two week straight drinking binge, every single day from the time i woke up til i past out the next morning, fucked up. a friend i hadnt seen in awhile came to pick me up to hang out from this house i was staying at. i was still drunk when she got me at 9 in the morning. i passed out in her car on the 2 hour drive to her house, and when i woke up i couldnt remember where i was or why. i kept trying to cover up what i was feeling, that i was out of control, with pot. but it didnt work anymore. i didnt forget the things that bothered me when i was high anymore. then something happened. what i can only explain as a spiritual awakening.
later that day, by the grace of god, i found some kind of strength from with in to ask my mother to take me to rehab. now, today ive been clean for 2 months after completing a rehab program that has given me much information and support.
maybe ive rambled, but i just wanted to say all this in some attempt that maybe someone feels similar to me. and cos i know that many kids younger than 15 get into these things.
i found this site by accident, not intentional. but lately i have come to believe that nothing is accidental.
all i want to say to wrap this up is i know what its like to not want to live, to try to do anything to stop everything that is going on around me. i know what its like to completely hate the person you see in the mirror. i know what its like to want to die. and i found some earthly ways to kill myself slowly. but out of all this, what ive realized that death wouldnt of solved anything, death would have been giving up. i know at times it seems thats all we can do, but that just simply is not true. youve got to find something in life that makes you genuinely happy and hold on to that.
when youre 13 years old, you havent the ability to see very far into the future. but im telling you, if you just find that something and hold on to it, you will see better days.
and that drugs and alcohol are not the answer, the only thing they will bring is an empty band and a world full of hurt, and addictions. ive learned from my experiences, but you dont have to. you cant become an addict if you never pick up the drugs and drink. dont waste your life like i did. cos for the short time when it made me feel okay with myself, allowing me to forget, using these things. that all was a lie. it was just a cover up cos all the problems were still there. the problems in life dont go away until you stand up to them and start dealing with the demons, before they deal with you.
dont be afraid child, you are loved. by at least one person on this earth. me!
and by someone that isnt on this earth.
god is love.
stay strong, live long.
|27 Oct 2010||4vrdead||I was just laid off from my job...now I have plans to kill myself|
|27 Oct 2010||already dead||fuck being under 13 i wish i had died years ago and saved my family a lot of pain and trauma i hate me and
wish i had a way out without hurting everyone.....want to see nic -_- ....x
|27 Oct 2010||heartbroken fairy||well probably get bitten by a snake or something...|
|26 Oct 2010||kali||I think im too much of a pansie to do it, but i wish i could. I was molested by my step father and uncle. I ran away and was brutally raped by a few guys. I ended up trying to get my life together, had three kids before i hit 24, and was married to a "great" guy, that worked and didnt do drugs or cheat, great guy? nope. he has been kicking my a** for 6 yrs.I wasnt allowed to work or leave house. he hit me Infront of the kids. i finally called cops, now im losing my house, my kids have no food, i have no help. i know my kids will miss me but i just want to give up. they will understand if i do. idk why im writing this.|
|23 Oct 2010||Jessica Climons||I was 4 when I was officially depressed. I was abused mentally and emotionally everyday of my life by my sister and the people in school or around the world. I secluded myself from the world and being young I learned that hating myself and not having friends was the way life for me was suppose to be. I hated God, life, my parents and started to become sexual at ayoung age. As I grew older the looks became more important and the people jugded me more untill I drunk cleaning supplies to try to kill myself. It was God in MY heart always telling me to vomit or pass out when I took pills and to not go on with it. I tried to get my life to god but the devil always had his clutches on me. Because of my low self esteem he always had me. I hated my father and mother because I felt they werent there. But when my mom found one of my numerous death notes she took me up for pray and a man told me something that mom told me but it meant more from a stranger saying "I love you. It will be alright, and YOU ARE WORTH SOMETHING!" you kids werent put on this earth for no reason or to be an example of imperfection being stupid or being full of flaws, or whatever thats bothering you people to kill yourself you were put in this world to do the good. I LOVE you people e-mail me I LOVE YOU i can be there for you just dont give up life because the devil is urging you it took me almost 10 years to be free and Im only 13 right now. The devil is going to show you what pain is if you kill yourself being in gods light is work [hell yes] but it worth every second of work to noitce you feel happy. God bless you e-mail me email@example.com im there!|