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.

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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?
29 May 2005 Discerned Don't kill yourself.
Kill others.
Kill insects, animals, weak people.
Laugh at their pain, ejaculate.
Do it properly and nobody will notice it.
Visit a mental hospital.
Look around and you'll see they're more miserable than you'll ever be.
Hurt yourself.
Make scars, wounds, bleed.
Scream loud, the loudest you can.
Hate everyone.
Hate your friends, family, just everyone.
Love yourself.
Only yourself and your lookalikes.
Tell people what you think about them.
Make them hate you.
Friends are evil, satanic, ego-destructive energy-lowering shits.

Live live, or die now.
27 May 2005 Angel I would say No Way is a good way, but then i'd be sounding hypacritical. I've been through all that great stuff like everyone easle. I was raped, I sold my body for drugs. I've been to two mental hospitals, got kicked outta rehab, and two school. Abuse by parents. hit by step-dad. My best friend/ ex boyfriend committed suicide in febuary, so right m=now I don't know how im managing to stay alive. I've tried to kill myself two times and both times I got cought. I ended up in a regular hospital once for overdocing to kill myself in school. I still cut myself and I have gotten better at hiding it. I've stopped selling myself, and laid off the drugs a lot. But my depression is killing me,a nd the prozac isn't working, and my mom doesn't give a fuck. She thinks its teenage shit and its all in my head. God. I can't take this hsit anymore. Whats the point in living?
25 May 2005 livingcorpse If ur gonig 2 kyll urself mak shur u do it kwyk so thet u dun chang ur mynd. lyf=shit most ppl thynk iss ez 2 kyll urself but iv treyed 56 tymes an i kant do it i now hav only 2 fingers no legs and one arm, only 1 lung, i have no i's, no penis, and my tongue is forever numb and a blackish colour, before i thought i wanted to kyll myself because my lyf suked, now...i just don't want to be like this
25 May 2005 Siren The Best way to kill yourself when your thirteen? hmmm I tried killing myself from as early as 7 and havent really stopped trying. Now I'm 17. So thats 10 years. Nothing to be happy about. I was molested when I was 7. My father was never around. My grandmother passed away 5 years ago, she was like my mother. I have all these men telling me I'm beautiful and they touch me and feel me, and you know what else. I'm still a virgin thank god. I've been heart-broken of cousre. By many guys. I call it a curse. Love's curse. I always seem to love them before they love me. It's a terrible system. Then about a couple of years ago, I "turned- goth" Some people think just becuz im goth has to deal with my suicidal attempts. No such thing. For awhile it actually helped me stop. It was liek a comfort zone cuz i knew who I was, and where i belonged. I've been teased for many years becuz I'm naturally skinny, Jealousy of cousre. Thats how I look at that now. After all they're not the ones that are gonna model. My "thing" as some of my friends call it is cutting. Most of my scars look like cat scrathes. my mom found my scars and automaticlly thought it was the cat, so I let her think that. I don't want to break her heart. She expects to much from me anyway. I guess you become so pressured and hurt and just confused with life and the meaning of living all together that you want to end it all. SOmetimes I still wish I could, but I don't. Becuase I want to live for tomorrow, and be there to see what happens. Life suxx, everyone knows this, but...everyone has to live it, even if it's for a second. You have to face the harsh world. I'm not going to act like a saint becuz most people are tryign to do that, and it's jsut a big lie to. I still cut, but I'm trying to stop. It's become some what of an addiction. I just cut to ease the pain. it's better to ease it even just for a little while. It's like getting pierced, you get this euphoric feeling. And it helps. But I don't suggest for people to do it. BEcause you probably won't be able to stop.
24 May 2005 Meg There is no way to kill yourself when you're thirteen. At thirteen your life has hardly begun, and I'm sorry to disappoint you children, but it's definately not a time to end your life. Think about death and suicide all you wish, fantisize, dream, but don't act. Not until you're mature enough to realize the consequences and results for you family, friends and loved ones.

I would take this advice seriously. I'm eighteen, and I have been dealing with major depression for six years myself. I have tried support groups, cognitive therapy and drug therapy (antidepressants). Unfortunately, years ago I was young, juvenille, and ignorant just like you, and I was a serious victim of self injury, alcoholsm, drug abuse and suicide attempts. Luckily, I grew, matured and came to my senses. I'm now top of my class, on my way to Canada's top university, with a loving boyfriend, supportive family and incredible friends. How? I'm not a quitter!

Suicide and any form of self injury is not the answer. Sorry kids, it's slightly more difficult than that.
17 May 2005 Jaqui (From UK) First of all, I'm not using a real name, maybe under an alias, all i have to say will be easier. Maybe if i feel as though i am someone else, I will not feel the torment of being who i am.

I'm 20 years old and for around 14 years now wondered why people treat me different. First of all, I dont blame my parents. Maybe being an only child meant i didnt know the art of defence having not had the practice on siblings. So maybe I was an obvious target from day one. I found it near impossibly to make friends right up until the age of 15. I was alone until then. My first friends were so precious to me that i clung to them too tightly to the point of annoyance and they abandoned me. I've never learnt otherwise. My striving to embrace my own expressions and dress/act how i so choose often causes friction, and makes me feel more uncomfortable in my own skin. I accuse people close to me of betraying me, when all they are guilty of is caring. thus i drive them away. and they take with them stories of how bad a person i am, and how they are glad they left me behind.

I'm in a permanent state of paranoia. I wonder why people i acqauint with do not include me in gatherings. I wonder why lovers don't answer my calls, or cheat on me consistently. (it HAS happened..) It's a self torment, knowing that i need to change my attitude but i cant. help doesn't work. Everyone I try to turn to, who promises they are there for make it only on their terms... when they have time, or when they are not busy. I'm not selfish enough to believe that i come first in anyones book. But to be foremost in someones thoughts for even 5minutes... wow. that would be incredible. i love my parents. and i know deep down they love me. but they live in a world where communication with me is minimal. they keep their distance where possible thinking im an adult, i need the space. when i call out to them, i'm often tastefully rebuked, as though they cannot really be bothered with me. its always "in a minute" with everyone. and those minutes often turn into days, weeks and in many cases, months before anyone even bothers to say "how you doing?". even if its a "i want to die" i normally get a "ahh... shit happens you'll be ok.. anyway... me me me me me me... i have a headache BLAH BLAH".

So many times i've tried to counteract all this by adopting a positive mental attitude, trying to make new friends and seeking guidance help to see how i can better myself from the inside, because i know only if i conquer my inner demons will the visible ones dissipate.

But 14 years, and no visible conquest. i still drive people away, still, noone has time for me. is this the way i am destined to always be? if so, then my constant suicidal thoughts are likely to take on practical form.

maybe then, someone will realise that they can make time for me.

in answer to the question what is the best way to kill yourself when you're under 13? physically... i've no idea. but mentally... hate yourself.

its what i've always done and i've done it for so long there is no way out anymore.
17 May 2005 mau i tried committing suicide when i was 13. i brought a knife, alcohol, cotton and towels to school. i hid it in a small bag of mine. i went to the girl's comfort room. i asked my fren to go with me to the toilet. when she found out that i had those stuff with me, she told me not to do it. but i really wanted to. but she didn't help me. in the end, i wasn't able to- duh! i'm still here. haha. anyways, i guess she's a true fren for telling me not to continue what i had planned. you might ask why? it's like this. a lot of things happenned to me. i experienced new things in my life. one reason was because of love. i was so heart-broken! this guy hurt me so much. he was my childhood sweetheart. ever since we were 10 years old! also this guy that became my boyfriend but eventually broke my heart. it really hurt me so i just wanted to end my life. another reason was because i kinda shattered my mom's heart because i wasn't able to pass this entrance exam to this exclusive school. it's a science high school so i really wanted to pass. but i did not. and it hurt me, likewise, my mom. sometimes, when i hurt my mom in such a way, i also get hurt and blame myself. that was one reason, too. and about my taekwondo career too. when that came into my mind, the more i thought i had a lot of reasons to end my life. i don't know! looking back it to it, it really makes me feel so goddamn stupid! damn, why'd i try to do it. i had some scars in my neck 'coz i tried slashing it. but then, it's done. i should really think. YOU should really think. your life is the most special masterpiece of God! you aint got any right takin' it away! got that?? this goes out to y'all tryin' to take away your own life. everythin' happens for a reason, ayt?! so, i guess this is it. y'all take care now! *peace*
14 May 2005 Vienna Okay, so I'm 18 years old...I had a pretty good life my parents were both wonderful people, until about three years ago my dad slit my mothers throat in front of me and my brother and sister, then he shot himself. Just last year my brother was in a car accident and died. Now, it's just me and my little sister. They tried to take her away from me, but luckily I turned 18 recently, so now she's mine. All I'm trying to do is raise her right, finish high school and go to college next year. I'm a good person, I don't do drugs, or drink, and I never had sex. I want my first time to be with someone special. Of course that couldn't happen. Last month I was on my way to my car when all of a sudden a man came out of nowhere. I tried to fight him, but he was too strong. You can guess what happend next...he raped me, over and over again. This really put me over the edge. Now, I honestly don't know what the point of living is anymore. If it wasn't for my sister I would have killed myself already, but I can't do that to her.
13 May 2005 Jessy Im 15 and have tryed to commit suicide but people found out both times.First ill give you backround.Two years ago I realized my dad was cheating on my wonderful mother and she does nothing about it. This past December my best friend commited suicide she ahd 4 children who were also like family to me.That broke me down.I was cutting my wrist before that though i found that wasnt very effective.My mom kept catching me so she sent me to a therapist well that didnt do much cuz right after the session I took pills round the house i really thought this was it wrote a suicide not and everything but yet again I failed at my attempt and then my father cussed me and my mom out for no reason ill prolly try a few more times just need better ideas
11 May 2005 Jane Well, this is a nifty page if I've ever seen one. Like many people here, I have depression and for various reasons.
I was raped when I was thirteen, I'm now sixteen, and can barely remember what happened. Though, sometimes I'll have flashbacks or nightmares, which make feel really sick, both physically and emotionally.
Ever since it happened my parents have turned against me. They call me horrible things and I've gone through some abuse.
I no longer can find myself in a relationship, which girls younger than I am have had plenty that have been long lasting. My relationships only last for so long. I think my longest this year has been two weeks, which is astonishing. Though I have friends, I don't have very many good friends. In fact, most think that I am whore. I'm not sure how I was handed that title....I've only had sex once and that was rape, so it doesn't really make sense. At least, it doesn't make sense to me. There's even more bad things I could point out, but I rather not make this to long of an entry.
Anyways, as most on the site, I have flaunted with suicide more than once.
I've tried pills three times....the most it ever did was cause me to be really sick for a few days. I've tried shooting myself, but I found myself too chicken shit and to weak to pull the trigger, and I've tried hanging. Though a "friend" found me and pulled me down.
These failed attempts just caused me more pain and troble. I've been institutionalized more than once, and that sucks!
So, now, what I do to get over it is anorexia. It's the best, really!
You have control over yourself and people are always complementing me on how skinny and small I am. It makes me happy.
I'll die eventually and this is a sure way to speed up the process.
09 May 2005 Revelation I've dropped in depression before and i've been suicidal. I've cut my wrists, slashed my arms, smashed my head against walls and punched any object which could possibly draw blood. I have not only used knives but other objects which all seem to have a different effect of freedom and relief.

But i am proud to say i have overcome that feeling of nothing and how no one cares. Although my circumstances at home are not like everyone else i hold my head high and smile. I am a christian and i have found a meaning to live. I love life and i love God, it wasn't easy getting out of depression.

I turned against my friends, family and even myself. But despite everything i threw away i found myself not content with the fact that I was the one stopping myself from becoming the person i could be.

I've planned my death before, i even began the typical poem writing of death. You know... honestly... we are so YOUNG! There is a whole life out there that we are only just starting to see. I am 16 and if your younger than me i tell you now, don't throw your life away like no one cares. God loves you and so do i.

If anyone wants to talk them send me an email. I know what it's like and i never want to go down that road again because it's not worth it. Life is too good when you have God by your side.

Come on guys, my mum died when i was 9 years old. Everyone thought i didn't understand so they didn't pay me any attension. I knew everything, i saw years of pain and suffering. I endured hell and i still am till this day i am suffering from the effects of a loved one close to me.

I am a victim of someone who has died, it wasn't her choice either. But you have no idea what your actions do to other people.

Dead isn't the answer.
08 May 2005 anonomous Is suicide the only way you can see forward? no it isnt, there are other paths. Im 16 and i live in a house were favouritism is a major problem. my mom prefers my brother more than me, and he gets worshipped, not his fault tho. in the meanwhile, mum finds things to start on me with, which usually ends up with her tellin me how bad i am, how im a disgrace, how shes ashamed, how im a mistake, picking up on any little thing i do wrong and exploting it to seem 10 times worse. this has been happenein since i was about 13, and i have no confidence, and i do hate myself because of what my mom says. She hasnt been speaking to me for a week and two days, because she went to far with the insults, and it hurts like hell. it may not be physicall, but after time it starts to get u down and shes convinced me im an awful person. I have, many a time, considered suicide, once i drank 2 bottles of paracetamol but infortunatly i didnt suceed, as i am writing now. i may be physically alive, but emotionally she has destroyed me totally. i cant think of another thing i can do, i do everything in my power ti please her, do the shopping cleaning up, serve her hand and foot, my bro just plays video games in his room all day, yet it is me who is awful. i have bad dyslexia, and thats a shame on the family, im gunna be nothing wen i grow up, im pathetic, im stupid im no use, she even critises when i help, she goes "oooh so u helped big fucking deal" and i dont no what to do.But i have 6 close friends who care for me, and these are the only people who i have in this life as the rest of the family just copy mum and call me names, dad sometimes goes as far as calling me a dirty whoare/dog/bitch, and it has severly depressed me. i cant concentrate on anything because i jus sleep all day crying because i cant stand life. but theres nothing i can do about them, so i try and concentrate on the life i have away from them because of the heartache they have caused me to suffer. so dont commit suicide, there is always another way, seriously. try ure best and think positive if possible, i no its hard because i know because i have serious depression. but there is always another way, please font take ure life, we only get one life, this is ure only chance dont waste it please. xxxxxxxxx
07 May 2005 Mr. Valentine Well ive tried to kill myself and i failed, i went car surfing at 60 mph and smashed my head and had brain surgery, im still alive and more depressed. Next i drank way to much and got alochol posioning and didnt die, and i was pissed. Then my girlfriend dumped me so i tried to gut myself with a knife and my friends stoped me so i cried like a pussy. Im planning on drinking toilet bowl cleaner after sniffing asbestos while putting lead paint under my skin. or ill just go all out and fucking sit in the garadge with the car running. or maybe ill just drench myself with gasoline and lite myself on fire and burn in pain who knows depends how drunk i get.
06 May 2005 shawn-tay my life is such a wreck. i just want to die.
my x wife, misty, has custody of our daughter, lauren. after we split it all went down hill. i started doing drugs and drinking. i started sleeping with hookers and now I have H.I.V. the doctors given me 2-3 years to live. who wants to die like that? i am tring to fight for custody of my daughter but when i was a small child my father molested me and i am afraid if i am alone with her i will molest her as well.

its obvious. i am a pathetic loser who is a sneak and a habitual liar. i lie to con people to bend to my will. i am ashamed to even think about how i have lived previously and treated people. i have decided that it will be best for myself and socioty to just commit suicide.

good bye world.
04 May 2005 Louis im 11 but im been tring to commit suicide since i was 8 and im still tring ive been over dosing my self with any pills i find inside the house i even feed myself rat killers. Look im not telling any one to copy me so dont cause i ended up in hospital and im scared for life by tring to jump of a bridge. the reason im doing this cause i fucked up my life and my mom and dad brok up and i never knew him
02 May 2005 chrissy i dunno wat to say, im not gonna encourage ppl to do the 'deed', but here's wat i have to say...ok well my lyf isnt as bad as the pplz on this syt, but like i dunno.im 14 and i've been depressed since i was about 11, but things have gotten really bad this year, i mean i went to a new skool and now they see me for me, the way i am, depressed.a few months ago i crushed a glass in my hand and i had to go to hospital for that, i have butterfly stitches on my arm from cutting myself and i have to take antipsycotics, to help with my depression, alot of my frends are depressed and that doesnt help, ive almost commited suicide a couple of times, and yer, i have to see loads of counselour ppl but nothings seems to work, im close to going to hospital and things just keep getting worse, my mum thinks things are getting better, but they're not.i dont no wat to do ani more!
01 May 2005 Rachael Hi my name is Rachael i am now 14 but when i was 11 i started to try to kill my self i stoped going to school and now i am dumb from all the drugs and beer i drink and pout in to my boody i have trd to cut my wrists at school in the tolets but my friend came in and whent to get a teacher i blackd out and there was blood every where but i chold still hear every 1 crying and screaming it is not nice
01 May 2005 jason I was thinking to myself, why the fuck that I get this deadly disease called Depression. This fucking thing is the cause of all these shit that is eating my flesh and drawing my blood. Its worse that AIDS, cuz u don’t know why the fuck u get so fucked up without any known deadly virus. 3 hours ago, I was laying on my bed crying and praying, and again I wanted to kill myself, this time OD on drugs, found 70pills, but didn’t do it, now here I am. Depression cause me to be an idiot, I forget everything I did, I cant stand still, I cant be around anyone, I felt that they will be thinking I am an idiot, I cant hold a conversation with anyone, cuz my mind is going so slow and dumb. I look ugly and shit. I became bad mannered and always piss people of with my stupid tone and talk. Been like this for 4 months now, depression can make one lose their mind and be an idiot, how cant I be crazy when my mind kept thinking of how fucked up everything is every day. Well I am sure you understand what I mean. Depression really eats up ur brain. Just finished my BA degree from Calstate and now acting like an idiot. I am sure I am the worst case here. My advice is don’t let Depression eat up ur brain, take control of the chatterbox inside you. Believe in what GOD lays ahead for you, keep praying like I do cuz he will never leave us alone. I Believe in him, GOD bless you.Remeber friends COMMIT SUICIDE=GO TO HELL. u can email me if u wanna talk nurdin4@hotmail.com goodbye my friends, life can be beautiful with GOD beside you.
29 Apr 2005 mickey this will be relatively long, but please read it if you want.

hey. i have left a message here before. like ages ago but that doesn't really matter. i'll just sort of introduce myself again.

i left my bit on the 22nd of march 2004. short sharp and shiny. but i didnt go.

look, when i wrote what i did i was really down and really about to go. but i made the mistake of leaving my email address here so some lovely people with nothing better to do emailed me and have kept me here so far. surely, they have better things to do!!

all i can say is that i do not condone, but i do not encourage, suicide now. i stil have 'attacks' of depression and suicidal feelings, and even when i am happy i still wish i was dead. even now, right now, i want out but i wont....yet.

if you believe you have a tortured life, are beyond any help and 'fixing', have absolutely no-one who will care for you or miss you, know that it will be better for you AND others here...then i would say go for it...but only as a last resort. i say that because there is ALMOST always someone in thw world who loves you.

life deals its harsh cards. and there are some very harsh ones. there are very limited happy cards, so it is easy to see the dark side of life. but thats how it always is. there has to be something, at least ONE, that you are happy with in life...the small windows of happiness. they are not numerous, but focus on them.

however if you are beyond 'repair', a gun is a pain the the ass to acquire so i guess a kitchen knife is best. or jumping infront of a semi truck on a highway at night. what i want to do is go to the local reserviour and jump off and hit the hard ground over 100 meters below.

but please, if you go, call the best friend you had to come to the place and retrieve the letter you left. a letter will tell them your last thoughts, and anything you want them to do. but please, just call them, say everything then hang up before they can answer and turn it off and go...but leave a note for him/her or many people for the friend to distribute. at least do that much.

people ridicule us for being like this. but death is a path in life, and one we will all take eventually. dont you see!? no matter what we achieve in life; whether we are rich, poor, thin, big, french or hungarian....we will all die one day and all that we have achieved will have been for nothing!! so what is the point? is there one?

so please people who riducule us, TRY to put yourselves in our shoes.

i love my friends. but they would all be so much better off without me in their lfie holding them down. they say they care, but theres been too many occasions where ive managed to easilly slip away at parties etc. next time maybe i will have a knife and go and do it for good. they dont really care about us, just how they will feel when we go.

look at these lyrics:

I made this bed
I choose to lie in it
And live with my regrets
I sleep with what I said
Could this be the end
Am I standing on the edge
Of everything I wanted now

I was afraid
I was afraid

And maybe I'm just scared
To face the things I feel
It's easier to walk away from everything

Separate my soul
With all the things we shared
I'm fallin' to pieces now
Say a prayer for me
When you go to bed
I'm in need of your faith now

I was afraid

And maybe I'm just scared
To face the things I feel
Its easier to walk away from everything

If we could just reset
And live in happiness
Instead of our regrets
We set a mile away
Set me free a mile away

Pray for me now
I'm in need of faith
Pray for me now
I'm in need

And maybe I'm just scared
To face the things I feel
Its easier to walk away from everything

If we could just reset
And live in happiness
Instead of our regrets
We set a mile away.

And maybe I'm just scared
To face the things I feel
Its easier to walk away from everything
Walk away from everything
Walk away from everything

-- walk away by good charlotte

me again. it is easier to walk away. and many of us are indeed on the edge of it.

people dont care, no-one does. i'll tell you about how exactly my school fucked my life right up.

i was really down then. cuttin in class with compass etc. one of my 'friends' told the school counsellor about me and the school said that if i didnt see the counsellor they would call my parents. blackmail, but i agreed. and it fucked me up even more so i told the guy to effectivly go away. my friend/s took away trust (i hardly trust anyone anymore). that was the biggest blow. the school tried to mess where they have no right. so f*** them. (i dunno if swearin is allowed on this forum).

theres an example. the friend/s thought they were doing 'what was best for me', when in fact they chucked me further into the Pit of Depression. i was climbing out, and they chucked me so deep that i just cannot get out.

i will always be in there. depression is now forever a part of me. i get upset for no apparent reason.

depression destroys you. its always there, eating away. and it wont stop until its destroyed you...until you destroy yourself. -- excerpt from 'Life' by Michael Brown (me)

and these people call us selfish for wanting out!! all they care about is themselves. i'll leave it here.

please feel free to contact me if you want to.
25 Apr 2005 steph hi, im 15 and i hate my life. when i was 12 my father tried to kill me by strangling me...my mother just stood there and watched. the worst thing about that is the look he was giving me before i passed out...ill never forget that look, its forever scarred in my mind. im afraid for my life because of my father and no one understands it because anytime someone comes over my parents put on their 'guest face' big joke huh. heres just a few of the many things that have fucked up my life...i was goin out with this guy and i fell in love with him, like really in love, then he broke up with me for the reason that "he didnt want to have to worry about another person" then four days later my best friend started going out with him after i told her that he was my ex and she said "oh, im so sorry i didnt know im not going near him again" tow seconds later they were off in the corner makin out. then started cutting my wrists and everytime i did i would try to get it deeper the next time, sort of like a competition. no-one gets why people cut their wrists and its fuckin annoying, i mean its like the blood you draw when you cut ur wrists is like all the pain just draining out of you...
i o.d on all these pills i found around the house and passed out but woke up so it all failed. then my mum found out i cut my wrists and then my dad comes in and starts goin off at me yellin "thats pathetic, why dont you get that big butchers knife over there and ill slit ur wrists for you!!" so that made me really depressed. then i started sneakin out to meet other people and then my mum found out about that too, and my dad strangled me for that as well. So i started slittling my wrists more and my mum found out again so she took me to the idiot doctor who diagnosed me with depression. yeah, like i couldnt have told you that. but most of my friends dont know about it coz i hide it all and they think im this happy person with such a great life, yeah right...in hell.

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