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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?
|14 Apr 2010||Oliver||I'm sitting in my room, there is a noose in my bathroom tied to the shower rail and I've been trying to work up the courage to kill myself, guess I'm just apprehensive of the 10 min or so of excruciating pain it will take to asphyxiate myself.
Its not a new problem for me, I am 23 and I have been clinically depressed for about 5 years, I've never fully attempted suicide but i've come close many times. Recently I have become so introverted and hopeless, I've always had high hopes for myself, I wanted to be a filmmaker and/or a musician and/or an artist, I've spent years cultivating the technical skills for such endeavors, but my own obscurity and insecurity has ruined my chances of doing anything with these skills. I just dropped out of art school for the second time, and I am bound to be evicted since im in student accomodation, my student loan has been cut and I've got no job and a lot of debt, also dont have any real friends and the one person I loved says she has never hated anyone as much as me and is glad i'm miserable. If anyone can tell me why I shouldn't kill myself please email me: firstname.lastname@example.org
|13 Apr 2010||Ed||I think of killing myself daily and at night just pray that it's my time to go in my sleep. My life has completely fallen apart the last two years and it's just a mess. My teen years were horrible, my 20s were a mess, I lost my job, lost my apt because of it, can't find work, living unemployment check to check and now basically ran out of money. I'm 11k in debt and had to move back home and hear nothing but shit from my parents on a daily basis..Life really isn't worth living, is there a point? No, I don't think so. Some people were born for greatness, some are just put on this planet for no reason. I can't catch a break. I just can't get that one chance I need. Life truly fuckin sucks, it is true..when your down you just get stepped on..The rich get richer, the poor poorer. I'm just so sick of it all already..One day I will have the balls, I just hope it happens naturally or in a car accident first. If shit doesn't get any better...I really don't know anymore. Life is so unfair, how are some people happy and some never get an opportunity...I'm such a loser|
|10 Apr 2010||Sarian||y just under 13....im 24 n i feel i have nothing in my life...ppl around me think i have everthing going on, sum even go to the extent of extreme jealousy...but i feel, i am all alone. had a fe w BFs but the last one i was with, gave him everything...that i became so dependent on his love n approval...and just a few weeks ago, he said he hates me n doesnt care and love me anymore. i know this is a small deal for a lot of ppl, but to me, its a bog deal, because i was never accepted for who i really m....i never felt comfortable w any1, except for him.. and now, he says thinkg like he doesnt care or respect my feelings anymore, he wld rahter lie n spend time w friends than even c my msgs...i feel so lost in this world, i wish i cld take my life away (the only thing i have control off) but i can;t when i think of my mum, and bro and my dogs... i canl;t help falling into depression and crying each time i think abt how low i have gone...i hope i get tht strength to help me come out of these toughts..|
|07 Apr 2010||twiggs||I cant b r e a t h e. I dont want to. I dont understand: what did I do to everyone to make them resent me so much? I didnt mean to hurt anyone, if I did. I just want to know w h y everyone hates me. I guess its just because Im here in general. Its not my fault I was born. Its not my fault I loved him. Its not my fault that he left me. Its not my fault that my friends forgot about me. Its not my fault. He left me a year and four months ago. Almost a fucking year and a half. Im not even strong enough to let go. He doesnt love me. He didnt love me, even when he said he did. I still think about him e v e r y f u c k i n g d a y. for a god damn year and a half. Why does everyone leave? What did I do wrong? Im tired of always blaming myself for everything. Ive been thinking about it a lot, and I realized that its not my fault. Its everyone elses fault. Its their fault that I hurt so badly. Its their fault that Im alone. Its their fault that I have to put on a smile and lie every day. Its their fault I cant just end myself. End my pain. End my loneliness. Why cant they let me? P l e a s e. just let me die. I am so sick of this world. Theres nothing worth living for here. So why dont they let me? They just want me to hurt more I guess. Wow, I didnt know they hated me THAT much that they cant even let me die. The just want me to suffer. Im tired of sobbing silently; without anyone knowing. Im tired of keeping my pain all to myself. B u t, no one wants to be a burden. I dont want anyone to go through what I go through. To feel what I feel. No matter how much I hate them. Thats why I dont just end myself. I try to hold on for my family, whether they want me to or not. My dad killed himself. The year that he did, I started getting suicidal as well. No one knew about him & no one knows about me. So, you know that theory about how energy never dies but it just goes on from one form to another? [like when an animal eats a dead one and gets energy from it?]. well, what if the same thing happens to emotions? What if when you die, your emotions or energy goes to someone else? What if because my dad killed himself, his energy didnt die: it just went to me? Oh, god. I sound like a lunatic. Well, I kind of am one. Im high as hell and depressed as fuck. This should be fun.. (:|
|05 Apr 2010||laura||ok this is not why i came on here. I'm 42 yrs old- both parents suicide- my age 13 and 38. I feel seriously bad at the moment. I would appreciate contact from others who feel shitty and even suicidal. No one understands- let's help each other.|
|30 Mar 2010||mrxphatman||Why at 13 are you even considering this. I am married and have been for almost 16 years now, my marriage is falling apart, I am in debt so much I can't see the wood for the trees. My partner is taking our two kids back to her home country, she tells me she wants me to move out so that she can have her space. All this and I am so in love with this women that it destroys me when she tells me she cant stand me touching her. Trust me, I have and still am contemplating it as I can't see this pain ever ending. Right now I just live each day as it comes as I have no hope for my future.|
|21 Mar 2010||tom||you know that is my exact question and sadly i'm not joking i might be 15 years old but i don't think it makes such a diffrence, i'm looking for help.. for answers for my specific life maybe some one else can relate...|
|19 Mar 2010||todd||end my life i have lived all my life with learning and spelling disability all have for the rast of my life been suffering from depression im on a diabily pencehn all its had for be to do things like makeing my meals keeping my self clen any many more things been like this all my life and i am so tired of going on like this so my only way out of it is to end my life I have been whating to end my life for over 10 years and fell its time to and it all all be so happy when my life is over i know this what i want to do .as i post im 47 years old thank its a good time for me to die . need a good way to end it all|
|18 Mar 2010||Christine||I have no idea. I came here, trying to find out. I'm turning 15 in a few months, and my life seems perfect.
I have a beautiful girlfriend and loving friends.
My parents are constantly abusing me, emotionally now. They stopped physical a few years ago. They call me a whale. A freak. You name it. I'm not perfect. I may be heavy, but it's all muscle. I'm a fucking athlete.
My girlfriend drinks at school. She doesn't seem to care about me now. Once we were perfect. Once we actually talked. Once we cuddled, kissed, loved. No more. My friends do LSD at school. As much as I love helping their problems, they never listen to me anymore. When I need help, they dont care.
I have no one to turn to, no one to love. I want to die. I want to die. I want to die. I want to die. I want to die. I want to die.
Please. Help me find a way to stop this awful suffering.
Life's ticking by. Grain by grain. Tik. Tok. Tik. Tok.
So help me now. PLEASE. I'm desperate.
|18 Mar 2010||Maria||Hi, I am 16 and a female. I have been thinking about suicide from time to time ever since I was 13. It has increased during my 9th and 10th grade in high school. It went away for awhile but since November it has increased. Ever since I had my miscarriage on November 16th. I have never told my boyfriend about my suicidal thoughts. Nor my family, my dad suffered depression and had suicidal thoughts of his own. I have never talked to a psychiatrist either, I don't think I can tell my loved ones about this. I also do not think I can ever actually go through with the suicide. I have cut myself a lot when I was 13 and once in awhile during my current age. Little arguments with my boyfriend or mom can trigger these thoughts and cutting. This is not a pity story nor am I looking for sympathy. I just want help, without my loved ones knowing. I know this would destroy them. Please help me. I'm tired of feeling depressed and hatred of myself.|
|17 Mar 2010||rotten garbage.||i am rotten garbage. everything i've done and everything i'm doing and everything i'll ever do will always fail. because i am a failure. i cannot to anything properly. not even help people i love. i am just waste of space and oxygen and time. everything i touch turns to shit. every dream i try to make real, withers away before it's even conceived. every goal i try to reach leads me to another brick wall. every soul i attach myself to, abandons me. i am rotten garbage. just a heaping pile of rotten garbage. and people keep adding their trash to it, and it gets bigger and stinkier and more and more repulsive by the second. each breath i take is in vain. morning brings suffering. night brings anguish. i fogot i hadn't even the right to dream. i forgot my place in this world. for a little while i began to feel that there was hope for me...there was happiness for me....peace, love, comfort, warmth. lies. all lies. there is no love, no warmth, no comfort, no peace, no happiness, no hope for me. i will never be touched, never have my eyes looked into, never have my hand held, never have my forehead kissed, never be hugged, never be caressed, never have anyone to talk to, never have my hair tucked behind my ear, never whisper secrets in the dark, never come home to anyone, never be wanted, never be needed, never be given a chance, never be given a second chance, never be given a third chance. there is nothing and there will never be anything. i am rotten garbage. taking up space and oxygen. wasting people's time with my face and my voice and my mere existence. when i look in the mirror, when i open my eyes in the morning, when i lie in bed at night, when i hear my name...i will always know that i am garbage. i am rotten garbage. someone please set me on fire.|
|17 Mar 2010||jonathon||you should NOT (please don't) kill yourself if you're under thirteen. that said...i am 28 years old and am thinking about dying. a lot of people say that life has something to offer if you just keep waiting and keep fighting. but i feel so alone and resentful. often, i really wish my dad were still alive. he died when i was aged 23. it's strange how much i've grown since then, and yet i still feel like a child inside. i really wish my dad were still here so i could have some idea of who i am. yeah.
maybe i'm scared that i'll never be good enough to have a family one day. I always assumed I'd be dead by my mid-thirties (probably from suicide) so I haven't done much planning.
|17 Mar 2010||cloud||I cut myself last night. but as you can see ,it failed. i used a pen knife at first,but it soon appear to me that the skin is much thicker than i thought. after a while i used my scissors, which obviously wasn't sharp enough. but when i felt blood rushing down,i started to write a will and left my left hand bleeding. i tried to sleep it off, but i couldn't and thats when i realize the blood isn't flowing anymore. i gave few more strokes and move higher to the elbow.soon ,it was rushing down again. my dad found me after unlocking my door. im a female,17 ,athletic figure ,good grades, wide circle of friends. i think back when most of my frens said they wish they were me,and i don't understand why. in the hospital,the doctor questioned me like i was a criminal and said it was a crime to hurt yourself and would hand me over to the police if only i wasn't underage. my advice if you really confident and you know you will never regret it, do it hard and make sure it works, or you'll end up like me,dressings on my hand, lookin at website tryin to do i don't know what.|
|13 Mar 2010||gypsy||ok where do i start. my past relationship lasted for 5 years and it wss crap, i was told that i was fat ugly i had nothing for me and i got beaten regulary.. i finally got the cops involved and got rid of him and tried to move on with my life. i got heavily into drugs and alcohol and was sleepin around quite a bit to try and make myself feel wanted.. i finally met another young man and told him that i wasnt up for being fucked around again so he said he really liked me and would never hurt me.. before he was with me he was sleeping with a friend of his whom was pregnant at the time but not with his child. when i found that out i thought it was pretty gross.. when we would go out for drinks they would stare at each other starry eyed and get photos of each other together and i was just left standing at the bar.. it depresses me to think that he doesnt think that this would hurt me.. im at the end of the line at the moment and really am looking for a way out of this very evil world. happiness is something im really wanting to feel but no matter how hard i try people come along and take my happiness away.. i dont want to die i truely dont but what else do i do??|
|08 Mar 2010||Death||every-one suddenly turned on me. why? i don't know. every-one hates me for no reason and a lot of bullshit rumours. i want to die. how ? i think train -tracks, gun, or overdosing. i think death|
|06 Mar 2010||on the edge||im 19 years old. ive been fighting insomnia for 18 months now and i no longer know what is right or wrong. the other night i beat up a guy for pushing me, i shouldn't have done it and i still have the blood stains on my shirt but when i hit him i could feel the anger leaving me giving temporary relief to the madness. is violence really the way to relieve the self loathing i feel? if so then i cant live like that. sooner or later i wiil take it out on someone close to me and if that happens then i will sever the last human contact i have. the girl i love is in a relationship with an abusive partner but she refuses to leave him for me. am i really worse than him? can i not give her the love she deserves and have a true connection with another human being?
why i am so alone? i never used to be, but i no longer remember what it is to be happy or in love or to be loved.
why did this happen to me?
|06 Mar 2010||V need to kow truth||Well to make a point i am under massive depression and sleep loss.My Sub Conscious mind forces me to kill myself every night i try to sleep.Eventually we all r going to die one day so why to worry.The earth is dying.I dont know how many people know but but earth is going to come to an end soon.I have a thesis. Does anyone know the story about Pandors's Box.She opened the box in her curiosity and released the troubles in this world.Before that all the people were happy and used to live with peace and oneness with nature.
Now that the balance of nature is terribly upset one has to take on the blame.If there was a god who existed and created this world would he see his own world get destroyed like this.It does not make sense.So firstly 1)God does not exist.
2)Humans brought sufferings onto themselves.
3)No doubt Hope was also released from the box , is was never meant to be applied to all.
Well i say the faster v all die the better for our earth.I mean v r killing the damn earth, killing other species that lived here in peace before us.
Dont you not think that there too have a right to live on this earth.
So which god would allow this to happen.
These so called god r a result of our own selfish thoughts.Just a way to answer things that we could not answer ourselves.
The time is gone when we all can be happy again.Things have rooted themselves and we cannot change that.
Even when right and wrong are relative terms how can we be happy on this earth.
|05 Mar 2010||Ardnaid||I was 11 the first time I tryed. I slit my wrist after my uncle raped me the last time. My foster sister came in the bathroom but I was already half dead. I woke up in the hospital they told me I was pregnant. they sent me away and I had the baby. I gave her up to adoption and came home to no home again. Just somone elses house. I was birninto foster care I never had anybody and cause I was too young I had to give my only happieness up. I stayed at other peoples houses for three years teased in school and home. I ranaway to my moms house and all my family did was argue and fight, my mom did drugs in front of me and I heard her have sex with all types of crackheads and drunks. I started cutting to have physical pain to make my emmotions better. It didnt work. I went back to dhs and I was 14. I took 33 oills of all sorts then told my new foster sister. Her mom didn't care and I sat in the hallways four dats wide awake with cold chills and sweats. She took me to the doctors and I told them then said I just wanted attention so they wouldn't send me away. I dropped out of school and ran away with this guy who said he'd always love me. He beat me every chance he got then I turned 15 and got pregnant and he slept with my best friend. When I caught him he choked me until I past out. I woke up in the hospital and my baby was dead. Istart smoking weed and went back to dhs. this girl I have been with for three years sitting next to me. I pretended for two years that I was crazy. We broke up alot and I could never let her go. She broke up with me for the last time three days ago and every since I couldn't stop thinking about it or crying. on April.24 I'm going to a train station to kill myself with the sharpest knife i can find.Thats our 3rd anneversary.|
|03 Mar 2010||broken.||i wonder if he calls her the s word. how can someone tell you that they will never forget how much you love them. how can they tell you how you are a prize to them. how can they tell you that they just want you and no one else not ever. how can they tell you it's always just going to be you for them. how can they ask you how you want your first time to be. how can they tell you that they will wait for however long it takes until your ready. how can they do all these things and then just leave you. after all that how can they say its just not meant to be. how can they get mad because you called too much because your care too much. how can they do that??? how??? i just can't do this anymore. knowing he's probabaly talking to someone else now. waiting for someone else's calls. emailing someone else. talking to someone else. phoning someone else. thinking about someone else. dreaming about someone else. it just hurts too much. i remember when the first time he called me his girlfried...how excited and happy i felt in my heart. all that. everything. gone. because i called too much. because the school people were stupid. if it really isn't meant to be, then why does it still hurt??? why after all these months do i still cry myself to sleep??? why do i think of him every second of every day? why? if it wasn't meant to be...wouldn't this be easy? wouldn't it be easy to just forget him. why do i still feel empty? why do i still feel alone? WHY????????? i am so sick of everything. i'm always hoping i'll get hit by something...bus, car. something that will just make the aching end. why do i miss him so much? why do i call him still? why did i fall so helplessly in love with this man??? why? its just too hard. it's just too fucking hard.|
|03 Mar 2010||broken.||i called. someone answered. i panicked and hung up. i think it was him. sounded like he was good. sounded like he was expecting a call. maybe a new girlfriend? probably. he sounded okay. so that is good. i am glad he is okay. i guess maybe this new person makes him good like that. unlike what i did to him. oh it's been 3 months since i've heard that voice. i can still hear it in my ears. that one 'hello' will give the strength to get through a few more weeks. he's probably mad now. he probably knows it was me. i won't do it again. i'm glad your happy with your new person. i'm glad you've destressed of all the stress i caused you. maybe you'll forget me altogether now. and i'll become a nobody all over again. just a sad girl that no one see's. invisible. alone in life, alone in death.|