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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?
|31 Jul 2010||Lisa||Well I really dont have the answer for that, but im 13 and I feel like im in hell, everyday is the same thing over and over again, and dont tell me to look for help from my parents because they are the ones who make my life living hell, I dont have much friends and the ones I do (I dont like them) I feel like everybody hates me, my MOM, my dad, my brother, my ¨friends¨, and i hate them....always have a fight with my mom and im tired of it. i dont know what to do, I want to kill myself and I know i wont be missed...|
|31 Jul 2010||Lisa||Im 12. Today is my birthday. My parents promised me a happy birthday but they are fighting. We have a bottle of sleeping pills at home but i dont want to die painlessly. i want them to know how much pain i was feeling, by leaving a scar somewhere. And this thing is not helping. I wawnt to die so fucking bad. why should i have to deal with this mother fucking ugly life. I hate it.
tonight i am going to do it. ima hang myself. i was thinking of suicide since when i was 9. i tried to cut my major blood vein. i put a plastic bag over my head. nothing worked but tonight i am going to hang myself.
|29 Jul 2010||mr X||I want to kill myself I dun kno why but everytime i try to do somthing nice I end up hurting people I care about. And they blame everything on me. I dun want to live with them anymore. I want to die. I need fastes way to kill myself. M 19|
|25 Jul 2010||I am 37 have 2 wonderful children but my exhusband is making my life a living hell he is trying to take my children from me and he doesnt really even want them i have ALWAYS hated my life have always been mentally abused not only by my exhusband but also by my mother brothers sisters etc i have nothing really to live for and dont want to live i pray every night to just not wake up the next day. I also am losing my belief in this so called "God" everyone talks about i am not allowed to be happy if on the remote chance i do feel happy something happens to knock me back down it has been this way my whole life everyone has always told me i am fat usgly stupid no good worthless etc so many people have told me this in my life so it must be true if it wasnt true everyone in my life wouldnt be saying this. i really feel i have no reason to live and quite frankly dont want to. but i am a coward and i dont want to suffer i would much rather just lay down go to sleep and never wake up so how many sleeping pills does it take? I have never HATED anyone in my life i mean truly utterly with all i have hated anyone but that is exactly how i feel about my exhusband and they are right when they say hate will consume you. i feel it would just be best for everyone involved if i was dead and yes i know that is the "easy way out" and "it makes me a coward" and "it makes me selfish" but i also believe with all my heart it would be better. i just cant deal with the pain i cant deal with the anexiety, the feeling of worthlessness, the feeling of despair,and im tired of bad things always happening to me and no point in living if you know you are not allowed to be happy, who wants to live life when your not really living life? im just existing, im tired of pretending im someone im not everyone thinks im such a strong person because of all the shit i deal with but what they dont know is that im not strong not strong at all i am weak i just pretend to be strong and i cant do it anymore lets hope that i wont make it to my 38 birhtday, in matter of fact lets hope i dont make it till the end of aug|
|25 Jul 2010||imm young and i already feel like no one cares no one understands me no one exseps me i feel like im nothing in this world everything would be better if i was gone my family would be happier im soo confused ive tryed to comet suicide like 3 times ive played the child game u keep moving until u pass out huh well thats my storry|
|19 Jul 2010||alexa||I ask myself the same question every day. When I go to sleep. When I wake up in the morning. Anytime that I am presented with potential suicide items such as rope, knives and other things. I am really curious and am desperate for an answer. I really need help on this guys. I just wanna end the pain.|
|12 Jul 2010||Mollyrazor||When I turn 15 Im going to slit my rest n a nice hot bath Im 13 now.....|
|07 Jul 2010||Brittney||Im very depressed, and it all started wen my brother left for te marines. ever since then i have had nothing but bad luck, my 8 month old neice was in the hospital, then my dad, then my sister. Then to make my life even worse my bf is moving away, this really sucks!! I just want all the pain to go away, i wanna die so i dont have to deal with this ne more! im 12 and allready my life sucks|
|07 Jul 2010||Kate||fuck life. if your not liveing it for yourself, who are you liveing it for? ive been a fuck up ever since i can remember, tried killing myself when i was fucking eleven years old. now, no normal kid does that. how many times have i tried overdosing in hopes i could end my life? 4 times in the past 3 months. everyone has their up and downs, but mine seem to be downs almost all the time. I broke up with my boyfriend cuz i liked someone else, now everyone fucking hates me they "lost respect" for me, a couple older girls wanna beat the shit outta me. Im tired of pretending to be happy and liveing my life for others. If im not liveing my life for me, why live it at all?|
|05 Jul 2010||chris||Im 17 im in high school. im becoming a senior. The day people figured out I was gay in high school (Junior year btw), they all ridiculed me right on the spot. Juniors, Seniors, teachers, even parents. One day after football pratice, i was walking home and a group of guys ran behind me and bashed me over the head with a glass bottle, and they all kicked and punched me while i was down on the ground. Then they took me into a back alley way and took there turns pinning me down and rapeing me. When they were all finished they spoke amongst each other saying ' so how do you wana kill the fag?', one by one saying it over and over " lets stick a knife into this failed abortion". One of them pulled out a knife and plunged it into me, he whispered into my ear "die fag". I passed out and they ran away. I crawled my way into the street praying that some one would find me. Twenty minutes passed and finaly a car drove by and the stranger helped me to the hospital. Where i went into surgery..... My mom and step dad picked me up and took me home. And there i stayed. *The thing i want u to walk away with from this story today is, if u read this story plz dont judge me, if u do then u must have made up in ur mind that u know me now and u can tell who i am without listening to me, but of course u can tell me who i am and i cant, because obviously u know me better than i know myself. Plz dont judge.*|
|28 Jun 2010||twiggs.||I dont think they fucking understand what I put myself through. I dont think they understand what they put me through. I smile and fucking nod through SO MUCH fucking bullshit, its ridiculous. And what, I get punished for it? WELL WAKE UP EVERYONE: ITS NOT ALRIGHT. Nothings alright. It hasnt been for a while. Its all coming back again; where I was last year. You know, its funny how being happy or normal for a couple of weeks for no apparent reason can really open your eyes again to how shitty your life is when it goes away. Im tired. Im so fucking tired. I just want it to be done; I just want everything to be over. Its been a while since Ive felt like this. Its been a while since Ive woken up and cried and went to be crying. Its been a while since everything sets me off. Its been a while since Ive felt so alone. Its been a while since Ive wanted to die so badly. But, nonetheless, it IS back. Its back with a fucking vengeance. The other day I completely flipped a shit. I took down all of the mirrors in my house and have still been to terrified of what I might see to put them back. They hurt me so fucking badly; all of you do. But, I continue to push through it, for everyone elses sake. I mean, if I actually DID kill myself, who else would they take everything out on? How could I be so selfish? Im only here to be someone elses punching bag. Hey, at least I have a purpose. Thats the only thing that keeps me semi-going: the fact that if I did off-myself, someone else would have to be put through what I go through. And I would NEVER wish that upon anyone. When I was 8 or 9 years old I prayed to God all the time that if he would give everyone elses pain to me because I didnt want anyone else to feel like I do. I guess thats my fucking destiny or something. To be kicked around. Fuck this. Fuck everyone. Fuck you. I try and I try and I try, but when I dont succeed to everyones standards Im punished. I cant help it. Im sorry. Im sorry Im still here; but I wont have to apologize for long.|
|26 Jun 2010||hayle||i am only 11 and so far my life is crapy my sister sydne (9years old) is driving me mad every time she bubes me i kinda hurt her and I GET BLAMED FOR IT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! i have been thinking about killing my self in the less painful way iwas thinking of running away and dieing of starvation. my parents are divorced my dads old job (army) made him go away and he almost missied my first birthday HE CAME 2 DAYS BEFORE and he has missed a total of 9 of my birthday so that means he came to 2 of them. :( i know when u kill ur self u leave ur loved ones but sometimes i think they dont love one time my mom was wathcing her fav show on tv and she yelled at m when i went up stsirs and she made us dinner at 11:36pm|
|26 Jun 2010||life hater||i am 18 and i have beautiful girl friend who really loves me and the only thing i need is to stay with her.....She came in my life a couple of months ago before her i really decided to end my life but fortunately she came in my life to give me a new life but again now i am really depresed i really want to end up ma life coz i hate my father and mother they never cared about me or i never got love from them at the age of 12 they sent me to a military boarding away frm ma home so now after 5 years when i am back they dont respect me i relli hate my father my mother relli they dont give me money too it does nt mean ma father is poor but he is a rich man he is 20 th grade engineer and my mother is headmistress i really hate my life i cant see a better future for my self i cant relli give full attention to my studies but i am just living for my girl but if my father come to knew about her he will never allow me to live with her so i cant live now i will relli end ma life|
|20 Jun 2010||annonimous||i cant take it anymore!!! i hate my life and i want to be dead im so confused i dnt know what to do. every1 else is moveing on exept me im just stuck i cant explain it im 12 years old and i want to commit suiside i dnt know how to i cant talk to any1 about it because i feel no1 understands me. i hate evrything about my life. i JUST WANT TO RUNAWAY from everything and be happy. what should i do carry on with my crappy life and try my hardest to find myself or commit suiside which my parents and family will find hard but arrrgggggg HELP ME PLZZZZZZZZZZ|
|06 Jun 2010||lawz||I tried just before my 17th, i was dead for 4 mins. I wish it had worked. I have now been to 2 friends funersals in the past 7 months- both took thier lives. 10 months after my 1st attempt i am still trying to end my life i just cant find the joy i used to have nothing seems worth while.|
|06 Jun 2010||Beckoning||This website is morbid. I understand though, since I stumbled on it in my search for my own method of suicide.
I am sixteen years old, on prozac, in therapy, but really who is it helping?
Not me, thats for sure. Because I still walk around, drenched in the darkness, imagining the blood pouring out as I cut through that blue vein running down the length of my arm. Really, Im always staring at my arms; fantasizing about my own death.
I used to be against suiside. It is selfish and horrible and pointless but FUCK im in so much pain all the time. I am convinced that I will never get better, and so death seems like the only option. I love my family and I dont want to hurt them. Thats why Ive been keeping journals the past three years; for them to read once I finally do go, so they see how badly I was suffering and so they arent as sad. I think that they would rather I end the suffering.
They wouldnt want me hurting like this...
|03 Jun 2010||Rose||I am 16 right now. Do I want to Kill myself? Yes. Can i? No.
I have lived a hard life. I am physically, mentally, emotionally hurt. My parents believe that i am a bad child. They think that i have done drugs, have multi sex partner. and that i want to hurt them or kill them. I am not crazy. Have I done drugs? No. Have i had sex? No. Do i want to hurt or kill my so called family? No.
I have been building up emotions ever since i was little. I am feed up with their shit. i am done. the best why for me to that is to leave. I cant do it anymore. I cant help myself sometimes but think my self as shit.
I am well known in school, for various thing that i have done in my pass. I am tired of letting history repeat its self. I have changed but they seem not to notice. They care about their image to muchh to care about another persons feelings.
if this was to be last words. Then bye and thank you for sharing my pain. but if this isnt then i will keep fighting. I know i wont make it pass 18 anyways. i am done, thank for reading
|01 Jun 2010||Stan||Hello, I came to this site looking for an answer for myself...I'm ready to move on and shed this physical exsistence. When I read Tony's (May 20th/2010) story, I could relate to him...except, I don't believe I'll wait for old age to take me.
I'm 47 years old, when I was 18, I thought I'd do the right thing and marry my girlfriend when she became pregnant...she had an abortion. Fast forward 28 years later..we are still married, and have 4 children. We started our family when I was 30 years old... my wife really wanted a big family....as it turns out..I'm a really just a big push over who can't say no..I've been manipulated over the years like you would not believe....living someone else's idea of how to live....now I find out...I was never true to myself. 14 years ago the first time we allowed anyone to baby sit our two young boys(1 & 2) for us, we figured my Mother would be a natural choice. We believe she molested them...this tore our family up, I've been battling deep depression for 14 years. so now I have no communication with my parents or 3 siblings for 14 years, they do not believe any of it. My wife is a complete control freak.....I've done nothing but try to provide for our family (I have no friends, no hobbies, no vacations, all old clothes, I have children that can't stand me or my wife, I live in complete hell on earth)she has managed to keep us in bondage......and I realize now that I let her. My life is completely SCREWED!!! We've been on the marry -go-round of threapist..doctors etc.. no help . Please do yourself a favour......be TRUE to YOURSELF FIRST.
|30 May 2010||todd||im 47 years old and hate my life i want just want my life to be over be for i turn 48 in aug need to die soon how can i end my life
|28 May 2010||Lizzie||I get like straight As, i'm a cheerleader, I guess you could say I have a good life from an outside perspective... But i'm so fucked up. I just want to die. Right now. I cry every day. I don't even live with my real parents. My real mom sent me to live with my aunt when I was 7 cuz she felt it would be better for me and I've lived with her ever since. I still see my mom though. She loves me. It's just my fucking aunt. I swear I think SHES depressed and her mood rubs off. And shit at school...every one tells me I'm different, that I'm boring. I don't know who I am and I wanna be apart of the popular crowd. I guess if I really tried, I could but that would require me to be fake as hell and I've been there done that. No boys like me, I'm 137 pounds and only 5'5. My legs are huge and I make myself throw up especially when I'm sad. Just now, I chugged down cough syrup hoping that I will get an overdose but it doesn't look like that's going to happen. I just want to escape and commit suicide. Be free. Get away from this sadness. This crying. My aunt needs to fucking go to hell. She makes me feel bad about myself. Ughh I just want to be truly happy. Help me.|