|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?
|17 Dec 2005||Mark||Listen, all you depressed and sorry people. When I was 15, my mum hated me - she made my life hell. I had no brothers and sisters and i put my dogs lead around my neck and was about to jump when someone came up the stairs - so i stopped.
I had no-one to get to, but I stuck it out. I grew up and left home - now my mum loves me and is really nice to me. Realise this - whatever your position - life can get better and you can help it. Don't take the easy way out because if you do, all those who know you will live for many years thinking it was their fault and grieving for you.
Talk to someone first.
|17 Dec 2005||Matt||i am 22 so obviously i am not 13. Thing is, my actual life isn;t all that bad at all. Its just my brain thats fucked. I have a severe hate of myself, and because of this I have taken to cutting myself. Life just seems like a hopeless cause. I dont want to commit suicide or anything, but i often do want to put myself through pain, be it emotional or physical, to atone for the wrong I have done. I cannot stand when people compliment me or say good things. It just makes me have a strong desire to hurt myself
Oh, and people who want to commit suicide. it does get better. Just wait it out. Don't kill yourselves. What if this is the only chance you get? I would never take that risk. I hate hearing it but the saying is true "you have your whole life ahead of you". I hope you guys don't tear apart your families like this.
|14 Dec 2005||Kelly||I hope anyone who comes onto this site will listen and listen hard. Suicide is not the way out. If that's hard for you to swallow, swallow this..Think about the people you will leave behind. I know it's hard at this time to think of anyone except yourself, but envision your children, your spouse, your friends all attending your funeral wondering why you did this. My father commited suicide just about a month ago. He was 58 and never had any depression untill the past year. He stepped out in front of a car and spent two weeks in the ICU. He died of complete brain failure. My heart is broken. I miss him, but not only that I watch my nephew, my mother, and my siblings mourn him on a daily basis. My father will not be there to walk me down the eisle in May for my wedding. He has left this family with so many responsibilites that it is unbarable. Please listen to me..get help..and if that's not enough go to someone you love. You will not just be hurting yourself if you go through this but the others you leave behind.|
|12 Dec 2005||Mil||When I was 12 years old I tried all kinds of pills from my mother's medicine cabinet. Later, when I was older, I tried gas from the stove in the kitchen. I remember sitting by the oven inhaling the gas for a while but my boyfriend came home early and stopped me from finishing the deed. Today, I still think about killing myself. Everyday. The worst is when you have to put up a "face" for everyone. No one understand the pain and the agony in your heart. Everyday is the same. How stupid are they? Can't they look into my eyes and see the sadness in my heart? It is so ironic that people want to stop you from killing yourself but in reality the truth is that nobody gives a damn. Family or friends, they don't have time to spend with you, to give you a hug, or to tell you that they love you, but most important, to listen to you. Really listen. Then after you are dead they have the guts to say that they miss you. What a joke!|
|10 Dec 2005||John||I am sorry that I am not 13 again, I am in my 40's now and had a very hard life, I have met and dated some really nice girls but they all seem to be after something that I have and not want the commitment in having a relationship.
I am now so depressed and past caring for my life. I just want to find the switch to turn off my life.
I have a long length of fishing line set in the back of my car to put around my neck and then just drive till the line comes to a stop! I have not measured it so I dont know exactly when the end will come, I have found a Nice place to do it (a cliff) in a quiet spot and the car will just dissapear into the sea (no trace)exept the fishing line which is so thin that it will just blend in with the green grass.
I am going to do this on christmas eve as the best ever christmas prescent to me.
More reasons for me to go on with my demise.
My wife left me over year ago and taken my two children to another country where i dont get to see them.
I made a friend on the internet who helped me though my problems to do with this but now she has left me, i now won't trust another woman to come close to me, which i think is a shame that all the females in my life have taken everything i have and given nothing back.
It's not that i am ugly or not well groomed, i have a good heart and always had this taken advantage of.
Anyway I have told you my reasons and how I will buy my ticket for my christmas vacation. Jilted John!
|08 Dec 2005||nikki||hey everybody my name is nikki im 10 and crie myself to sleep sometimes because i miss my friend he killed himself with a rope now every time i see a knife i cut myself to get the pain out!i have so many scars|
|07 Dec 2005||murf||my son did it cut his wrists my head is done in can u tell me what he had going on in his head he was 27 i miss him so much|
|02 Dec 2005||Marie||I have been surfing the net since before I was ten years old, and this is the most interesting site I have ever ever. I am not sick/overwhelming sad now (however conteplated jumping off my roof when I was young and was probably depressed then but never received treatment) but was searching the net to find advice for my employee who I think is depressed. Coming across all of these entries really makes me feel upset however, upset that anyone is feeling the way that some of the people who are writing into this website feel. As I said, I can't relate fully, and do not feel it is my position to judge whether this website is appropriate or not, but I would like to offer some advice. While this is a forum, and is basically being used for rhetorical discussion, it might be beneficial for there to be some links to excellent websites that offer avenues for getting help. Maybe not everyone is ready, but the option should at least be offered. And to all of the people who are contemplating, I have been directly in contact with various people who have probably felt similar emotions as yourselves, my sister used to self-mutilate for a few years and tried to commit suicide a couple of times, my best friend tried pills a few times, and there have been other friends along my travels. My point is, thankfully, none of them succeeded, and they are in much happier places now. You deserve the best, you deserve to be happy, and the most important thing to remember is, you can get there. Somebody around you, whether you know them or not, cares and will be there to help you. Just reach out and give it a try. You never know what life has to offer unless you just try.|
|24 Nov 2005||SH||Hey, I am going to lay this out straight for everybody...
Life is tough, bottom line, that is all there is to it, nothing we can do is going to change that. I look at myself, I look at the life I have had for the past 26 years... Abused at home, at school, everywhere I went. I studied martial arts to fight back. I joined the Army (Green Beret) right after high school. As I am sure anyone can imagine, I have seen the absolute worst that mankind can do. I have seen half the world, and blown up a quarter of it myself. If I can come out of all the problems you are going through now, plus the trauma of being a covert combet vet... Not to mention having dealt with clinical depression my entire life (with no meds, mind you), then things can be overcome. You have to want to do it, find a reason and live for it
|22 Nov 2005||dont_u_care?||well, i dunno. thats my answer to life in general lol. is life really precious? is it so special? i hear and see that all the time. soooo y doesnt it feel like it? y dont i feel so precious or special? i see life as a burden. seriously. ive been depressed for around 6 years now, since i was 11. ive never really tried to commit suicide, but im on the edge these days. i used to self harm for 2 years. then my friends found out and sent me to counselling. i stopped coz i couldnt be arsed with ppl annoyin me. since then ive just kept everythin inside. its all inside and no one notices or cares. its so fucked up i actually laugh about it. its got to the point where i truly dont care. all i can do is laugh. laugh at how stupid ppl seem to be. how they cant see the pain im in. life is shit. very crap. anyhoo here's some of the things in my life that get me down, daily:
im ugly! ppl disagree but only to be polite i think
i dropped outta skool wen i was 14.
i have a bf and we argue alllllll the time coz i lose my temper easy and get violent.
i have a job.
i have my own house
my lil sis stays with me and im sick of her. shes 16. old enough to get a job and her own place. but shes too lazy! and she tlks about me behind my back, tho im the one providing for her.
my family DONT luv me. my mums moving away with her bf. my dads an asshole.
my brothers...i hate them and they hate me.
i hate my job. ppl think im stuck up coz im quiet. im quiet coz i think about my shitty life, the fools.
i have no one to tlk to. ive been alone for so long i dont even kno how to open up to any1. my bf tries to help me but it wont happen. im too fuckd up.
i kno that all of the above is very mixed and jumbled up lol but the main point being: i have a hard life. too many problems to think about. no one who truly cares. no one to talk to. and i think that this might just be the one case where suicide is the right choice oc action.
fair enough i'll get up tomoro and put on a face to every1, laughing away, chit chatting and mucking about. but on the inside, like every other day, im crying and screaming on the inside for sum1 to notice or care. but i feel that's gonna change soon. the crying and screaming and all the pain will stop. and ppl will have 1 less idiot to pretend to like.
|21 Nov 2005||Simeon||well i dont know exactly what its called. but i was savagely abused as a child and then in my teenage years i saw lots of murders with guns and knives. plus i lived on the streets and ate out of dumpsters as a teen too. i guess you could say i have been screwed in every situation in my life. even in school. the principals screwed me out of an education by bending the rules to benifit them and kick me out.
you know in my heart i have released all my hatered and bitterness. but still i like to see another human go thru the shit and it brings me pleasure. i have no value for human life or human suffering. and dont know why i do what i do. it is what was taught to me growing up. thats what the world and "adults" exampled to me. psycologists say this is symptoms of a psycopath or a sosiopath(spelling) i wont ever tell a shrink my heads inner workings because i will more than likely be hospitalized. and even if you dont want to be my friend thats ok. i dont really like you anyway. but if you like i will be nice to you. just dont call me bad names.
|20 Nov 2005||Your neighborhood wussie||I.C.P!-..........."It a'int no point to me waking up,everbodies time i'm taking up.i got nobody,a'int a shoulder near,i can't stay here and it's colder there.i don't wana look back cuz it's gonna hurt,slice my wrist's and it's gonna squirt.For me everybody holds a hate,i get backstabbed and everybody holds the stake.A'int no roads to take,i'm in a circle drive,bustin' at myself tryan' survive.i'll dissapoint you and i will let you down and i a'int got many homeboy's coming around.You don't understand so don't say you do,i swear i'll put a muthafvcking slug in you.i'm the only one,the lonely one at home loading a gun thinking why not???i got court comin' up,i stole a truck,i got a bitch pregnant and i'm broke as fvck.i wana get high but i got piss test, i'm always first name on top of the shit list.GET THIS,the witch has made my chest it's permanent nightly visiting nest!It a'int no clothes i look good in,i'm the muthafvcking big red train that couldn't.i got no family,i stole they shit,restraining orders and i still won't quit.i hit rock bottom and then i fell in a hole,then i fell through the floor of that hole some more.i been missing for a year nobody's lookin',i got beat down and my shit tookin'.i look ahead and all i see is more of the same or this self inflicted bullet hole pouring my brain.(You and me, together, friends)i dream about cuttin' heads off with a shovel,the dreams are gettin' serious,think i'm in trouble.i don't hold memory for more'n hour, i'm tired as fvck n i'm drained of power.i a'int halfway there n i'm all outta time, like a crushed lightbulb all outta shine.i been around the world'n no place is home,i wana see the otherside when i face this chrome.i'm buttnaked jackn' off gettin' drunk, it's my last hours alive who gives a fvck.It don't matter,i'm doin' the shit in tha garage tryan make it easier for 'em to clean my head splaage.This bitch i loved, i hope she finds me still up in the chair with my thoughts behind me.i'm 'bout to do it....." ne ways, imo a nice strong tree and thick rope or a building over 10 stories outta do it, g.l..|
|18 Nov 2005||geraldine||I'm currently 20 years old and a second year university student. I've attempted suicide once so far, and have come to several realizations.
it was stupid of me... i told a friend of mine what i was feeling, what i thought i was going to do. i think in some way, i wanted to be saved. i wanted to know that it mattered - but that wasnt all.
i have friends. i have a loving family. there are people in my life that care, but... really its not about that. in the end the decision is yours, because it is your life. if given the choice, i would not have let my friend take me to the hospital, but i knew she left me with no options, and i did not want this riding on her coinscience.
people can force you to live or get therapy, but its not right. my problem is my own mind, and it has been for almost a decade now. its something i dont want to remedy because i dont see a point.
all of you out there that judge us for being selfish, for being too self-absorbed to see the reality of the situation are hypocrites.
to live each day like this... hollow, dead... if you have felt like this before, you will no it is no easy task.
when you people are forcing us to stay here, to think of our families or friends you fail to understand our predicament. we cannot continue to live our lives for others, that isnt what life is about - so far that has been my biggest problem. we have to live for ourselves. ive made this decision for myself. in some way, shape or form i will prevail. this time, i succeeded in only putting myself in the hospital for 5 days. perhaps if i had waited a few days more the organ failure would have taken over... but i was ignorant, and a fool. i wont make that mistake again. good luck to all of you i hope you all figure out what it is you really want.
|15 Nov 2005||zia||Look kid you don't want to kill yourself ok. My best friend did it when he was 13 and you should see his family at the moment. His Mum was all he had and now she's alone. I think about him everyday and wish i could of helped. I blame myself sometimes for moving away and leaving him alone, i sometimes feel like commited suicide just to be with him again but i know how my family will feel. If you have younger sisters or brothers don't do it because you care about them; maybe if you do it in 10 years time they will attemp it to. But if you really want to do it slit your jugular (throat, neck) or hang yourself but ask yourself 1st if you can bare putting your family at risk or bare the thought of them regreting not realising how sad you are for the rest of their lives.|
|12 Nov 2005||BIGTIGGER"LOK"LA"||I think ur Lost And Confused Ur Very Selfish and careless u only think of ur self on Monday it was my homiez B~day @ the age of 19 my lil Gangsterd Shot him self in the head and got rushed to the hospital after suffering there in the hospital for about 4 dayZ my Homie passed away ...he left behinf a POEM BY 2 Pac " tO My UnBorn Child But he changed the words ...the drugs and some bitchass homiez turned on him and so he took one in the head what out even thinking about it or about hes family or us... some of us moved on and some of us are frozen in time and shocked What ever he did he did it to him self i whish there was some one i can get back at or take it out on wan i herd about it i grabed my gun and ran out the door i was thinking it was the enemyS and the war on the streets but wan i found out he did it to him self i was shocked and sad i cry ed for dayz thats the only time i cry ed My Homie lost hes young life were all going to grow up have fun than get marred than have kids and the homie ant going to "before u do anything " '"think" of every one alse than also know that every ones going to move on and live there life but ur not , and also if ur mad at some one or some one did u wrong say Fuck them !!! y u going to take ur life out 4 them if u got to, take them out... R.I.P. 2 Da Homie Smile Ur Life Was Cut OF Short Dawg ... WE LOVed U But God LoVed U More... Write BAck if u want to talk i do anything to Save A LIfe If u Need i well Give u my Cell # okay HoLLEr BaCk ....WWW.truehomiez.50megs.com|
|09 Nov 2005||refound Soul||when i was 10 i was 10, i got very depressed and didn't know why, for long time i didn't know i was deprssed. I used to ask my parents morbid questions all of the time, what would they do if i die, and i'd tell them that it was ok for me to die, that sometimes dieing is some times a good thing, which i realise, now, must have scaird the shit out of them. I wanted to die so badley, but how could i do that to them? I tri and tell them stuff, when they where happy so that they wouldn't get so sad. They got me help and counciling and meds, which i didn't want, coz when your depresed your in the wrong mind set. But here is my advice to you, get help, take it even if you dont want it, i am 19 now, doing things i never thought possible and having the time of my life. I am so greatful for my family and friends helping me through. I still get down occationly, but i just have to remember to hang in there and things will be ok in the end. Good luck to all of you people. Good times WILL come, even if you cant see from where.|
|08 Nov 2005||wes||this is not help, but more or less advice:i wanted to kill myself because i am in love with my ex. she said she loved me still also, but i messed it up.
i felt worthless untill i relized that maybe life will get better, and she'll come back to me. so i live my life one day at a time in hope. i am happy enough now that i know there is so much to live for. put your problems aside and just think of the good in it.
|03 Nov 2005||kni||im an international student.i have barely any freinds in my school. no one bothers to try to become freinds with me. i used to be an excellent student in my country. here cos of my depression and rejection im horrible. i have a bf here. we fight day in and day out. the only time wer not fighting is wen wer having sex. i enjoy it at the moment and then i start loathing it. my bf cares about me a lot...but has his ex gfs emails and pictures everywer..he makes fun of me cos im on the heavier side and i have cellulite..and wen i talk to him abt it he fights with me..my family expects a lot from me..cos theyre extremely educated and are all doing somethin great for themselves..and im nothin they thought i would be. they call me the black sheep of the family..they love me..but they make me feel like im nothing..i used to be the most popular girl in my school bak home..but here im nothin. i have 5 conversations a day..al of them are fights with my bf. i feel lonely and lost. i feel like nothings worth it. i know i wont commit suicide..but im soo sad..ive never felt lower in my life..i did everythin i could do make things work with my bf but we keep fighting and i keep gettin blamed..now it seems wer going to break up..and the worst part is..i have noone to turn to if we do break up..il lose the only person i have here..|
|02 Nov 2005||Alexandra||Ooook. To start off..I'm 13 years old and my life is totally fucked. I've attempted suicide countless times. When I was only a few months old, my parents had my grandmother take care of me for the next five years of my life because my mum went back to university and my dad was a photographer and was very busy, though he would take care of me at every chance he could. As I grew older, I grew more and more distant from my mum, cuz she was never there, and it doesnt help that my grandmother (on my dads side) who took care of me, hated my mum. Just recently I watched some old tapes of me when I was 2 or 3 around christmas time. All of my closes family was there, grandparents, aunts and uncles from my mums side and both grandparents from my dads side. My grandfather (on my dads side) died shortly after that tape was taken, and I was devistated. That is when my life just fell apart. But anyways, on that tape, I noticed that I would constantly reject my mum and everytime she would try to tell me that I'm beautiful, or try to play with my hair, or hug me I would tell her to stop it. This was at the age of 3 or 4! I think that because of that she is sortof bitter now and she favors my four year old brother, and she is never compassionate towards me. Around the age of 11 I first cut myself, I was scared, and extremely angry at my mum for threatening to kill me (we were having an argument). My mum and I argue non-stop and she can get violent. Other than that, school is okay, I'm struggling in mathematics and thats it. I have tons of friends and I am a very loved and loving person. I love my dad with all my heart and we have never once had a disagreement. He would take time off from work just to spend time with me. When I had to get surgery on my neck (from tripping on a kite and landing on a screw that was sticking out of the ground) he brought me ice cream. Even though I couldnt eat it, the fact that he did that was probably the most memorable part of my life. Even thinking of it now makes me cry. The only thing now that stops me from cutting myself is the fact that i am afraid that people will notice. Last year my best friend and I were joking around and she grabbed my wrist from under a long sleeved shirt and i had cuts there, so obviously, it hurt like hell and my wrist started bleeding through the shirt, she saw and without thinking, she pulled my sleeve up and everyone around me saw my cuts and now think im insane. My parents arent aware of this, but i think that at first, cutting wasnt just to make me feel better, but i also thought that maybe my mum would notice my wounds as another form of telling her that i need help.|
|01 Nov 2005||Caitlin||3 years ago, when i was a freshman, i became depressed... not clinically (or so they thought)... but i know i am. i tried to kill myself quite a few times... it wasnt severe or anything.. but i told my boyfriend... and he told my guidance counselor.. which landed me at the hospital and at therapy for 3 months, every day for 3 hours after school. i hated everything... my family... my dad made my life hell cuz he hated my boyfriend.. and favored my brother and sister... and my mom just went with him... school was just so overwhelming cuz i wasnt doing well and people we getting up on my back about it... and to be honest i just didnt care... my friends were not my friends anymore... everything just fell into one... i took pills and cut my wrists.... then after therapy i was *cured*... but everytime i was pissed/uspet/sad... i would always think of killing myself... i wouldnt always do it.. but i thought of it... then one time last year... i was so pissed off that i finally grabbed 22 advil and 12 cold med and 1/2 a bottle of smirnoff black ice... and went to sleep... bout 2 hours later i woke up... sweating i couldnt hear... and then out of no where my friend steve calls.. and i couldnt hear him.. and i told him what had happened... and he called my parents.. who were going to take me to the hospital but i threw up at my house... and they knew i wouldnt come home if they brought me there... so i stayed awake for the next few hours.... and now i cant take pills... cuz im afraid of dying for now reason... but now i wish i could.... ive thought about it so much in the past hour... i should just go for it... everyone hates me cuz i said something they took the wrong way.. and i cant deal with shit like this anymore... i just dont know....
i know you probably all are like o her problems arent bad or anything... and im not saying they are... i just cant handle things like that... im sorry....