|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?
|22 Nov 2008||Dakota||I have been through alot since the summer. Every thing about me has changed. I have fallen in love with the most beautifulest girl in the world. I love the way I can hold her at night and hold her hand. She is always happy, atleast when i am around. I have never been so happy, the only problem is I am still suicidal and she is always trying to help me stop cutting myself and breaking my bones. I was tempted to jump in front of the car, but she was there to stop me from doing it. I have finally found the one i want to be with for the rest of my life. See i am going going to go into the army as soon as i graduate highschool. I dont want to her hurt her, but i know that its for her own good and i can get myself killed over there when i go to war because it would be so much easier to let her go when i leave instead of making her live through tragedy. I LOVE HER with all of my heart just dont know where to begin a new life with her.|
|22 Nov 2008||Sherryl||I am not 13 but an adult that is even a gramma. I am seriously thinking of committing suicide but cant figure out how to do it without chickening out....and what is going to happen to my body afterwards? I was working at a place for about a year and it was a husband and wife place. I got involved with the husband and we had what I would call a "forced affair" (he wouldnt take no for an answer sometimes..even in the office!) Well, because of that, I started taking money (paying myself extra paychecks through ADP, paying my electric bills through online banking with their info) and the wife found out. Needless to say, I got caught by the wife and got fired. Now she is trying to collect almost 10,000 and threatening to go to the police. I have no job, no money, no family, just lost my car, getting ready to lose my house, so what do I have left???? I am not going to jail..I would rather die. I have emailed the
husband" asking for his help, but he just ignores me.
I just want to make sure I am cremated and I would like my ashes to be spread on my parents grave up in Indiana ( I am in Florida) but how do I make sure that will happen?????
|21 Nov 2008||John Doe||I am a high school boy. i am a nerd, have pletny of normal friends, get bullied by football players (these kids are rich so the admin and faculty let them be so their parents don't get mad) and am one of those kids that is completely anti drug/anti underage drinking. My problem is that I am unsure about my sexuality. My family is against gay people and doesn't understand what is happening to me, so I can't talk to them. I have tried twice, but it doesn't work and gets worse. My one and only best friend, my true best friend who I somewhat vent to is gay (its not like i am going out with him0. I have contemplated suicide for several months and have planned three plots. I'm not very religous. I won't go in for help, or talk to somebody due to the shame that I will feel. I don't know what to do.|
|21 Nov 2008||ema||im not going to say my life totally sux i have a few friends lifes not horrible right now but i still cant escape this hell its killing me i cant shut my head up sombody get me through this nightmare pleazzeeeee i cant thinkkkk these voices r tellin me to do things i dont want toooo hellllpppp meeeeeeeeee if u would like to help email me firstname.lastname@example.org|
|15 Nov 2008||xxxemogirlroxyxxx||I hate my life i mean really!
My best friend left and my mom hates me and i don't think my dad cares anymore
even though i have a boyfriend i don't really care i feel bad
i mean i know people with worse lives them me but what i have tried to explain is there strong and i'm not so yea ]=
i can't commit suicide because no gun of rat posin
but i do have lots of sleeping pill and depression pills
well there all my dads
do you think it would be a good way to kill myself with that
|14 Nov 2008||that girl whose mom just couldnt be proud||its me again, i hurt so bad inside, im still that girl people whisper about, and it hurts so bad. i have a new love, shes buetiful, and so sweet and kind, i think she might be it. it hurts so bad though, ppl are giving her "are you seirouly going out with herrr???" looks, it just hurts. my mom died and im living in my grandmas house. im not sad my mom died, messed up huh? oh well she never did love me|
|13 Nov 2008||THE X||I used to use this site as a place to get ideas but now i use it to write and share how i feel. im a fuckup, now u know, now the whole world knows. i dont care and no one deserves the thought of me being a nice person. as the shitheads in the world say im a retard and will not amount to anything. might as well just quit school ? WHAT U THINK? i loved mike w and in a way still do but its not worth the risk for him to get hurt but as everyone says im fucked up and yes i already know it is true. if u ever read this yes i do mean it and do miss u to this day. but it will never work out because everyone in this fucked up world does not want me to be happy. i was happy with u but everyone else is part of the reason why we are not togther still. i did and still do in a way still love u.|
|11 Nov 2008||Liz Monroe||This is no suicide rave. i'm not suicidal, REALLY. it's just a pointless vent by an angsty philosophical 17 year old in an odd situation...
Well, my baby's gone. It's been a year since our first kiss- our first "more than friends" moment. it's been 6 moths since i first realised how much i loved him. 4 months since I first fucked him. and 2 months since we made it official. slow paced, huh?
And now my babys gone to the far ends of asia with his best friend and lead guitarist. "see you in a month" he told me halloween (night of his departure). I didn't believe him. I have 2 & half weeks till his supposed arrival back to melbourne. Time coulnd't be going slower, and yet i feel as though i'll never speak to him again, unless it's to say goodbye. Strange world we live in. I've always said: if there is a god, he really has a fucked up sense of humour. I should have been born earlier. 1941, preferably. anytime then on in. I should have been a baby boomer: teenager of the 50's, 60's, 70's, 80's, or 90's. Life would have been a hell of alot easier then. I can't describe it, and you can't understand it unless you've met me. SO take my word on it. And i missed generation X by a butt hair! thanks, man. timming's never been my best point, always too late. I can hear god laughing at me when he pulls something like that. Crazy kidder.
And, y'know, I remember my #1 fella tellin' me (or attempting to tell me) his feelings. How he thought i was perfect, how he thought we could never be. He was right. I love him, and i've waited my whole life to say those words to someone. And i'm not saying it's something it's not. I don't expect to marry the guy, or to have his kids and live together forever. I'm not asking him to pull some big 'sleepless in seattle' gesture- scream my name from the top of a building, send me 100 roses for valentines. Hell, I didn't even believe in teenage love before him. The truth is: he has an entire life of his own, with a whole bunch of people that just arn't me. His got his quirky fashion and bizzar industrial metal and his ultra-futuristic ways. I have me rockabilly, my creepers, my nostalgia and my smoking, drinking, riot grrl existance. I just don't fit into his life. He has no room for me, and truth be told I doubt it's effect him if i were to dissapear. It'd bug him to see me with another guy, but for me to just go? nah.
And it hurts, and i'm lonely. Dude, you've gotta listen to the lyrics of Gary Numan's "are friends electric?" to get it. hehe, he kinda looks like Gary Numan.
I try to distance myself. When we're together it's a rule never to show any true emotions. We're both too cool for that, or atleast we act it. He can be so warm, and then so cold. And me, i'd just rather turn him on and not get my hopes up for anything. He'll break my heart, men always do. I'm no fool, i've seen it happen. I wish I could say he's different, but i'm not sure of that yet. When he's there and i'm here, and I expect him to cheat on me and he probably thinks the same. We can't go on together with suspicious minds, hehe. The truth: sometimes i think his too good for me. All the girls want him, to be honest i'm not sure what they see in him. I'm not sure what i see in him. But whatever it is it's something they can't see. And all the boys want me. I think it upsets him, he doesn't know how repulsed those other men make me. But like I said, I just don't fit into his life. I don't match his outfit. And it hurts, because I want him so bad. I want him to come back from hong kong. I want to be waiting at the airport for him. And i secretly want him to marry me and give me the happy ever after ending i never really thought i'd get. I wish we could drop the act just for a few minutes, and I wish he would tell me what he really thoght of me. And i wish i could drop my guard and tell him. We havn't even sad we loved eachother. It's just how we are.
But i see his pictures of his adventures throughout chine: hair dyed green, smiling that smile, being that quirky self that only he can pull off. He looks so happy, i don't think i've ever seen him that happy, not even with me. I'm not sure if i make him truly happy. he makes me happy. I've never told him. But he looks like he fits over there. I'm envious, i've wanted all my life to get out of australia and 'fit'. I've wanted out of here, over to california, over to real people who get me. And his there in hong kong, looking the happiest and most content i've ever seen him. His just so happy there... without me. It hurts. I'm scared, and yet i'm smiling and god and his odd sense of humour. Fucker.
|06 Nov 2008||Anonymous||Hey, I'm in a pretty bad spot, and if anyone is willing to give a few words of advice, go right ahead...oh, and I'm sick of the 'permanent solution' crap, honestly, who isn't?|
|06 Nov 2008||Sapere Aude||I wish I had of killed myself when I was 13. It would have saved me a lot of heartache. It seems like no matter how hard I try, I always get dealt a losing hand. My life until now has felt like a "series of unfortunate" events, interspersed with fleeting moments of extreme happiness.
I found out what true love was at least. My heart, my soul, my everything went into this relationship. I couldn't imagine myself with anyone else. Then, two and a half years later, I get told by my significant other that he doesn't love me anymore. That he hasn't loved me for months, and that he's felt like he's been living a lie.
To make matters worse, he doesn't want to try and fix things. He just wants to run away. "To be free." We had something beautiful though. How can he not realize that? How can he at least not want to try? How could he let his feelings die? Love is both a choice and an action. He chose to drop me.
I'm not sure if I want to "choose" life anymore. Yes, I have ambition. Yes, I would like to do more things in my life. I actually made a list of all of the things that I'd still like to do. However, everything just seems to have lost its colour and appeal. Nothing seems to matter. Nothing except him.
|02 Nov 2008||Lina||Im 14 and im already sick of life. Ive tried to find many ways of dying but i never seem to get them done. I once tried to cut myself but that didnt work out. I tried suffocating under my pillow while i was crying myself to sleep but i just couldnt do it. I want to die but i dont know how to. The life we live in sucks and i cant continue this way. Now im thinking of making myself throw up so that i become sick and eventually end this shit. Hopefully itll work.|
|01 Nov 2008||Why?||Life is a joke. I used to be happy, but I was just naive back then. I wake up to get ready to go to school, I'm so tired that I think it would just be easier to grab a knife from the kitchen counter and slit my throat so I wouldn't have to worry about it anymore. My life is meaningless, I have nothing to look forward to when I grow up. My dad shoots down my ideas, I've stopped caring about school work, I don't eat much, I have no friends, and I HATE to talk to anyone unless it's anonymously, such as on the internet. I just wish I could be free from this life. You could kill yourself by drowning, cutting your throat, stabbing yourself in the heart, blowing your brains out with a gun, jump off a building, drink anti-freeze, tie a belt around your neck, jump out of a car while it's moving, jump infront of a moving car, drink rubbing alchohol, overdose on pain meds, cut your wrists very hard, breathe chlorine gas, drink too much water, eat too much salt, eat too much protein, drink ink, drink lysol, and that's at the top of my head.
|26 Oct 2008||brina||i always cut myself for the shit i done my dad never came 2 my b-day since i was 12. hes a joke he ant even tell me dat my lil cuz is livin wit him. luckly i have my best guy friend i can depend on him. he helps support me when im down n idc wat any1 says i should jus let go of somethings
i write to clear my head it helps me 2 really the how life sucks n how its good also somepeople like it and some dont. i can care bout other ppl and there shit but, sometimes i dont only the 1's dat can support me througmost of dis shit i cant wait to die maybe i can finlly be wit my grandpa n my cuz n my friends
|21 Oct 2008||Tonja||Hmm...13??? You should be having the time of your life. I signed on to this forum because of my desire to kill myself and well I am an adult and have lived a lot of life to see that existing is miserable. But you, you have your whole life ahead of you. Maybe u should try life before u decide committing suicide and see if its worth it or not. Personally, i plan on jumping off a bridge later this evening. Its a high one here in hawaii and everyone and everything has beat me down and therefore i feel there is no other alternative. Your young give it some more time before u walk away from the world.|
|21 Oct 2008||just writing||Will anyone really notice if I kill myself on friday?
It would take a month to just know of my disappearance.
I wish I could tell someone how I feel
But I can't even win their approval on anything normal.
I have no friends, no family, no life,
Sometimes I feel I belong in the dirt and 6feet under.
But isn't that the easy way out?
Some say it is but so what-
At this time I have no cares
for my soul has left and I'm in despair.
|21 Oct 2008||sabrina||Hi people of a america
i m so wat depressed my father divorced my mother i tried to commit suicide bout i lost track everythin in my life is gettin 2 me my dad never lisetin 2 me i was raped n aboused my my ex bf hes in jail now i hate 2 see inncent and good ppl we like that we all should die but how r we goin 2 be remmbered my words,wriitng,hw? u can nly remember how a person acts we all are u
ntique in a way
u say smethin wrong to person but that person never 4gives u at all 4 wat u have done 2 ythem
i fill dead everyday i cut myself so nbody could see my marks i have on my body nobody in vites me 2 any partys
i feel lonely and all by myself i wonder if i should jus kill myself y should any1 matter bout me 4 im already dead y should i leave now
i miss my grandfather alot
i never got 2 see him very much
my mother doesnt care bout me
she call a bitch,a fat pig,a hooker,
n i cry everynight wishin y God doent jus kill me!
i wonder everyday will i make it or not will i kill myself,should i cut my self
idk idk idk
but u ppl tahat tried it i know how feel not really but u took a chance
2 go n do somethin
|21 Oct 2008||Adrian||Something is wrong with me. i have always been one to wear pink and laugh and giggle and enjoy life. now i am nothing. I have no desire to live. alli want is death. Love is a bitch. I fell in love with a guy. He cheated on me with my fucking best friend. Now i have no friends. now i am alone. i wake up in the morning but feel no desire to move from the welcome of my own home. its been more than a year scince i have been happy. I dont think i will ever be happy again. What is life when you do not live? What is love when you do not love? What is pain if you do not feel pain?
i cut myself. i have scars on my arms and legs and all over my fucking body. when i see the blood flow from my skin i feel no regret, no pain. when i feel the stinging reaction of my skin, i feel no regret. no fear. No matter how hard i try i can not feel things anymore. if i had one wish i would wish that i would die. the people who tell us we are "fucking emo cowards" have never felt the true nothingness. There are people who live with a desire to stay alive. and theres those of us who feel no desire to even move. i do not eat. only when my current friends and boyfriend shove something down my throat. I wish for nothing more than to die. Why should i wish for something that i could give myself? How hard could it be to just jump out in the middle of the road right now? If i wish so much to die then why am i still here? i do not know the answer.
I have tried to kill myself before and obviously as you read this you know i did not succeed. i am 14. i am a girl. i have blonde hair and blue eyes. I wear all black with black jewlry and a black joker necklace with safety pins hanging from it. these safety pins are my life my air. they protect me. i take them out at school and stab my wrist with them. I am what some people would call an emo freak. i am also what some people would call human.
peole say that they dont know how i could cut myself and stab myself. and i say that i dont know how they couldnt. how they could be happy living in this severely fucked up world. we might be cowards and we might not. i dont know. its not my place to judge because i can not judge the world objecticly. you can only objectivly judge something you have experienced. I have not truely experienced hapiness so it is not my place to judge those who are happy. i feel no desire to live. when i go to sleep i have no desire to ever wake up. so what does that mean i should do i can not live when i have no life inside me. i will. die.........soon..
|07 Oct 2008||P.Beatriz||I have a friend who has tried to commit suicide. She is my best friend and she told me her life story. All you people who say the family and friends will be the ones to suffer the most are right. Because if my friend was sucessful i dont know what i would do.no one knows she is like this only her friends know because we have seen the scars the cuts. we want to help but what can we do she is already going to therpy she is on meds but its not working. she says she wants help but she hasnt told the cops what has happened to her. shes scared about what might happen to her sisters and brothers.her life story is so fucked up you would most likely think im making it up. she told me her dad raped her when she was 5 and has been raping her till she got her period.thats when she started fighting back in fear of getting pregant.whats worse is her older brother raped her too.her dad and brother would rape her toghter and the fact that kills her is that her mom knows.she knows and she didnt do anything how fucked up is that.she has also told me that both her mom and dad have tried to kill her many times in the past. both of them beat her everyday and she smokes and she drinks and cuts herself because of them.none of her brother and sisters know about this.i want to tell someone so she wont have to be in that hell hole. but shes scared of what might happen to her mom. i dont know what im doing but can someone please help me.|
|06 Oct 2008||rediah||im 16 and really depressed and thinking about suicide help me please.|
|05 Oct 2008||Waiting||Do you think my life is sad? Every week what i look forward to is going to my brother's apartment to play a game. thats the highlight of my week. all my friends have alienated me. and all the people at my current school are assholes to me. then I come back to this place I call home and my parents yell at me for not doing a certain chore...whats the point of this? why do I live like this? Personally I think its pathetic, especially since most people would believe these kind of things are petty things to stress out about..|