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?
16 Nov 2007 Melissa Hey. This is my 2nd visit here. Last I was here was 4th September 2005! That night I had written bad things here, I hated my self and was suicidal.
Now its 2007 and I feel much better. I got over the whole suicide thing, because I changed things in my life and I seeked help from a professional.
I see my scars on my wrist, but I just smile because thats the past and im heading for the future.
Don't let depression win, why should it? You're all stronger than 'depression'. Just practice controlling your thoughts. Its works.

Love Melissa.
09 Nov 2007 Dexter Let me tell you a story. It's a story about Danny. Danny and the ancient monk.

Danny was a normal person. He worked hard, had a nice house and two cats. Nothing to worry about. He didn't have a wife or kids. Didn't want them either. But he was searching for something. A reason to live.

One day, he met an old monk. He asked him: "what is the reason to live?"
The monk answered: "The reason to live is like a spoon."

He went home and thought about this. A week later, he still didn't understand and so he asked the monk: "Why is the reason to live like a spoon?"
The old man answered: "There is no spoon."

The day after, he took a spoon with him and showed it to the monk.
The monk said: "Now you understand."

The reason to live is like a spoon. There is none, unless you find one yourself.
27 Oct 2007 dead inside. There are things in this world
That I don't understand
Like love, war, gravity
Or the lay of the land
But all of these, remain mysteries
One thing is for sure
You are worth living for.

Sometimes when I let my mind run free
It never fails and it goes right to you...
And a smile takes a hold of me.

I miss you alot. All the time. Hope your okay. Alt3.
06 Oct 2007 The person with no name I seem to have forgotten to mention who I am. It doesn't matter. I'm a nobody. 'The person with no name'. It is a title which fits me well. No one knows me. The only way someone would notice, I'm gone, would be because I stopped paying the rent and the files on my desk have not been archived.

to flip side. If a sheep gets lost, would you blame the sheep or the shepherd?

God has made man. If this is true, then he is also (partly) responsible. If you slap me in the face, it would be your doing, and I would blame you. Yet the fact remains, that you'd be of god's creation. If you did it in the name of God, then I'd blame him as well.

The world is in a terrible shape. If he is almighty, why would he leave it like this? A test? Hardships makes us stronger, yet many get broken.

The fact that I'm curious, is not because god made me. It is to find out if he did. There is always a possibility. I am searching for whatever makes me go on. Even if there is nothing, the search keeps me going. Finding something might not take my troubles away, But it would make it easier to live.

To another perspective. I was indeed wrong about her age, but not much. The actual marriage took place and was consumated when she was nine. Yet she was already bethroted to him when she was six. I wonder if someone so young, can take care of someone already around fifty.

The Quran may be gods words. It remains a fact that a human wrote those words down. Even if god is perfect, that human was not. It has been passed on by others. Have they faithfully kept the words? Have they added some of their own? Maybe they forgot some of them?

I have prayed for enlightenment. I have begged for mercy. I have pleaded for Him of whatever was out there to end my misery. The only thing I've experienced was a rainstorm chilling me to the bone.

I don't know why I keep sane. Maybe because there is one certainty. Death will be the end of this journey, whether I find religion or not. Maybe other adventures will follow, but it does not matter. I believe this is why I haven't killed myself yet. One day I will be dead anyway. In the meantime, I might as well try to live.
03 Oct 2007   So many people say: Jesus died for you and the least you owe him is to live.

I know no Jesus. I've never met him. He was already dead before I was even born. I owe him Nothing.

The Bible writes about love. Seeing how many people god kills, I no longer believe in him being merciful... And God so hated his only son, that he gave him to the world, that the world might have him.

I've been to churches and found cold stone. Colored glas depicting sheep, staring in awe, at the shepherd. Candles burning, hoping to lure unwary travellers inside. Stories about the horrors of hell, which seemed like paradise, compared to real life. The glory of the church, plunging man into its cold and unyielding shadow.

I've walked into a mosque and settled down on the carpet. Heard empty words, about the promissed land, unstained by unbevelievers. The preaching of peace, written down by a man who has fougt hundreds of battles. Talk about the innocence of children, from someone whose wife was five years old.

I've walked into a buddist temple. Peace and serenity dwelled within, while the poor and destitute dwelled outside.

Having seen all of this, I have no reason to believe in any god. If there is one, I'd gladly slay him to rid the world of his evil.
01 Oct 2007 dead inside. i think everyone just needs to learn to live. they should have a class called living life 101 at schools now a days, them kids seem to really need that kinda thing. just live thru it. survive. just survive.
31 Aug 2007 anonymous Honestly, I don't think killing yourself is worth it. Everybody is put on this Earth for a reason, I just know it. It's not because of some stupid omnipotent being called God or whatever the freak people want to call Him/Her/Shit-face. It's because the whole universe has something that draws life to it, whether on Earth or on some other planet, and every time someone on Earth kills themself, someone or something on another planet or in another reality or just somewhere else dies as a result. Every being has a counterpart in nature, and when one dies, so does the other one.

Writing, drawing, even speaking, talking to yourself when you're alone late at night, can be your reason, your will to live. There is absolutely no way you can die without pulling someone else down with you. Maybe even two, or three someones. Maybe that someone is a small child, a teenage mother who is trying to pull herself together so her child can survive, a former drug addict who just got out of rehab. And honestly? I believe everyone should strive to find their place in life. Sure, killing yourself might seem like a good idea, but remember this: What if tomorrow, you find your place in life? What if next week, next month, next year even, you discover that your life was worth living after all?
31 Aug 2007 Champagne To all the posters - this website is a performnce art website created 12 years ago based on a fictional French character named Mouchette who is abused, raped, neglected and finally kills herself at the end of the book to escape her hard life - she was 13 years old at the time. There was a very famous French film by Robert Bresson out in the 50s or 60s based on the book.
24 Aug 2007 blythe I've been where you're at. Please read this entire entry.

Five years ago, at 3 a.m., I was moments away from taking my life. At that moment I called a friend, his name was Ryan. Over the next few vital minutes, he spoke to me of my worth to him. He helped me through it. (This is the condensed version of the story, as there is a much greater story I have to tell you).

On July 6, 2007, a little over five years from the night I almost took my life, Ryan took his own life. He walked into a wooded area just outside of Washington, D.C., and hung himself. He was 25-years-old.

Ryan was the closest person to me in my entire life. No one, not friends or family knew me like he knew me. No one accepted me as he did. No one let me know how important I was to them like he did. He was my rock and my strength. He was the person I turned to. I've cursed God that he's taken him away from me, but somehow I understand. Somehow I understand that Ryan was only meant to live this life for 25 years. I understand what he did because I too was there.

So, what is the best way to kill yourself when you're under 13? Or, what is the best way to kill yourself? If that's the only way you see out of what ever dark hole you're in, ask yourself who your Ryan is. Ask yourself what your Ryan would think, how he would feel. Is your Ryan your mother? Your dad? Maybe a sibling? A teacher? Maybe, like me, a friend.

Please know that there is someone, if not many people, that wouldn't be able to live their lives they way they do if you're not a part of it.

Every hour I think of him. Everyday I cry. Every hour I ask myself why he would take his life? I ask myself why he didn't turn to me to help him the way he helped me. He is the reason why I am still here, so why I couldn't be his?

You're too young.
He was too young.

Ryan had a lot of mental issues he was struggling with that no one knew about. If we would have known about them (he shut a lot of family/friends out of his life over the past 10 months), then we would have done EVERYTHING in our power to help him. Why? Because we loved him. I loved him. Now, I sit alone writing this to you in hopes that you never do what Ryan has done to me.

Life is a struggle.
It's a bitch.
You're probably sick of people saying, "Think positively," or, "It'll get better."
That's the last thing you want to hear.
Well, the last thing I ever want to hear is that another friend selfishly took their life. Find your Ryan.
02 Aug 2007 noppers Is this part of an Art/thesis class/es?
30 Jun 2007 Just trying to help To those that need a lift....

One night I dreamed I was walking along the beach with the Lord.
Many scenes from my life flashed across the sky.
In each scene I noticed footprints in the sand.
Sometimes there were two sets of footprints,
other times there were one set of footprints.

This bothered me because I noticed
that during the low periods of my life,
when I was suffering from
anguish, sorrow or defeat,
I could see only one set of footprints.

So I said to the Lord,
“You promised me Lord,
that if I followed you,
you would walk with me always.
But I have noticed that during the most trying periods of my life
there have only been one set of footprints in the sand.
Why, when I needed you most, you have not been there for me?”

The Lord replied,
“The times when you have seen only one set of footprints in the sand,
is when I carried you.”
25 Jun 2007   I can't understand why such idiotic answers like "commit suicide is a good way to kill yourself!!" are among Mouchette's favorites.
24 Jun 2007 JKate It's realy odd since you know, if you find so many people giving tips on how to kill yourself, you'd think that it'll make you more depressed or more inclined to attemping suicide. But even though I thought that's what it was going to do to me, instead, I have somehow been empowered by this site. I have never seen so many people, not complaining like you see everywhere else, but leaving comments that are really raw, without any regulations to limit them. It's somehow eased my pain.
15 Jun 2007 Justin In the words of my father:

"No one's better off dead, they're just gone."
01 Jun 2007 kim1122 Dead inside

do u realize u cared about another person but urself?

Now think about it for a bit n u will soon come to notice that is how many ppl feel about u.

U wanna die, yet, u dont want others to. Is a good thing, hope u the best, think about it n keep it up.
24 May 2007 dead inside. this is to "truly alone."

There's a special place inside my skull
Where your DNA it codes my cerebrum
In full stuttering and drooling
My shredded throat will try to sing for you

What do you say? Would you marry me today?
The moon would gush all inside out
and my nightmares would go away
What do you say? Would you devote yourself today?
Like riding out a sinking ship as it lowers into the bay
Please stay.

The blood collects and flushes out your cheek bones
I've got this secret garden and you are the only one who knows
I'm stuttering and drooling
My shredded throat will try to sing for you

What do you say? Would you marry me today?
The moon would gush all inside out
and my nightmares would go away
What do you say? Would you devote yourself today?
Like riding out a sinking ship as it lowers into the bay
Please stay

I'm cutting ties with all the jealous zombies
I need to feel your warm body on me

When the sun goes down and the shadows grow
Just trust in us and forever know

Please keep holding on to me
Please keep holding on to me
15 May 2007 The Bitter End Terry, you make a good point. There is no point in suicide because you, you epitome of experience, have been "thru it all". I'm so glad that, in my darkest hour, I can comfort myself with the knowledge, Terry, that you exist.

Psychiatrists should prescribe you.
15 May 2007 Globalization Je veux me tuer.
Voglio uccidermie.
Quiero matarme.
Ich will mich selbst töten.
Ik wil mezelf doden.
Quero matar me.
Jeg dreper meg selv.
11 May 2007 Scors-b I have been coming to this site for 2 years. I have seen SO much in those 2 years of my life. So many things. So many websites. And I have still always come back here. I guess the good things in life you don't let go of. And this website might not seem a good thing at first, but you've just got to look deeper.

I met my most serious girlfriend on here. I have spoken to so many people via email... had my mind broadened by reading so many posts about things that boys and girls go through. Many many good things have been spawned as a result of for me, and for that reason, I want to thank the creator. It gave me the opportunity to have experience in so many helpful things, and I have met so many great people. This website helped to make me who I am today! And, it helped to keep me ALIVE!

THANK YOU "Mouchette"
24 Apr 2007 Scott Wow i find this odd and interesting being an artist myself. As an artist i see that this is attempting to make people think. I find it sad to read the posts where people blindly throw up an answer and i also find it sad to see people takeing it for truth and ranting about not doing it. In both cases you are all missing the point and not thinking. which in turn makes this whole thing a waste. As an artist our goal in life is to analyze everything and make people see what they normaly wouldn't, or what they try to ignore. and that is all i will say about that. from here on out it's time for you to change your view and open your own eyes.

So my suicide kit is just an empty box. because all i need to kill myself is in my head and not using it to speed up my death.

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