|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?
|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..|
|29 Sep 2008||Waiting||I really don't understand anymore, being able to freely think doesn't seem like its serves any good purpose. It seems that all the other things than us on this planet get along just find without thought while just having their instincts. If we didn't have a mind at all we wouldn't suffer like this, we in a way would be free. And if we were gone, the rest of the world would be better off. So why did this god give us this mind of ours? Did he/she/it want to torment us with all our thoughts? Or did he/she/it simply want us to try to get over it and solve our problem at hand?|
|28 Sep 2008||Abby||Hi. My name is Abby. I am 20 years old and I would like to believe that I am the strong level-headed person everyone believes I am, but I am far from it. I have had three suicide attempts.
The first time I considered committing suicide is when my overbearing parents threatened to pull me out of middle school if I did not make the honor roll. I had just moved to a new school and along with the pressures of adjusting to a new crowd, I was expected to excel. I fell short of their aspirations and out of fear of the beating I was about to get, I decided to take my life by overdosage. I took 24 pills of plain paracetemol. I was 12 at the time and I knew nothing about what type of medication I had to take. I spent the next two days sick to my stomach vomiting and passing out.
My second attempt at suicide was in university. I went to university on the other side of the world in Canada, which was far away from home. One night, I was attacked an left to die in a parking lot. After I came to the realization in the hospital that I had been raped, I couldn't even look myself in the mirror. I tried death by asphyxia. I found a cylinder of helium in my friend's garage and I tried suffocating myself with the help of the gas and a plastic bag. Luckily, I was found. I attended two months of therapy after and then I left.
The third time I attempted suicide was when I was 19. I was depressed. Depression hit me after I realized how badly my life was going. I decided that the best way to go was by carbon monoxide poisoning. That summer when I went home, I closed myself in my garage and turned on the car. My neighbors heard the car running and they knew that my family was away for the weekend so they called the fire department.
A lot of people question me about whether I am ok and how life is treating me but I find that the best way to answer a question like that is just affirmatively. I realize that taking my life might be the easiest way out and sometimes is a wonderful alternative but I still live to die another day.
I am an emotionally unstable individual but after being so close to death three times, I have learnt the value of life. I treat every moment of my life like my last. Because I don't know when I might just give up or circumstance might take me away. There is not a day that goes by that I don't remind the people that I love how much I actually love them.
Right now I am absolutely depressed. I've had a hard couple of days. My boyfriend's mother has inhibitions about her son dating be and he is being forced to chose between his mother and me. While he tries his best to resolve this issue, I am left in anxiety and despair. Being as emotionally unstable as I am I have considered taking my life so often over the last two days. It hurts me to see him hurting and as dire as this situation is, I am being hurt the most out of all people.
I am so tired of losing things in my life that losing him might possibly the last straw. I just hope that he can fix this problem because the thought of losing him is impossible for me to handle.
More than anything, this is a cry for help and a cry for your prayers. Pray that this girl who has lost everything in her life gets to keep the love that sustains her life.
|23 Sep 2008||Natalie Mitchell||Right now i'm 14 and at this moment im thinking of a way to kill myself...I have birth control pills but I dont think theyll work. And i dont have any sleeping pills. So maybe Ill just take a whole bunch of this and that and hope for the best. I've had 2 close friends commit suicide. Thing is people always say im overreacting cause my parents dont even hit me or anything. but i want to help my family by killing myself because then they wont have to pay for my school tuition or anything anymore....|
|12 Sep 2008||Chad Austin||I dont even know where to start. I was born i guess is a good place to start. My aunt physically and sexually abused me. All I know is I am thinking about suicide. I need someone to talk to. I cant take this. I just want to die.|
|04 Sep 2008||Chloe||IM 14 I HATE LIFE .. NO BOYS REALLY LIKE ME ANY MORE CAUSE OF ME HAIR NALL I SEEM TO BE GETTEN DUMPTD ALL THE TIME FOR HORRIBLE GIRLS I DONT KNOW WHATS WRONG WITH ME :( I WANT TO DIE BUT IM SCARED ..
ALL THE OTHER PRETTY GIRLS OUT THERE MAKE YOUR LIFE HELL :( I NEED HELP !!
ADD THAT ITS MY MSN TALK TO ME AND TRY AND HELP ME OUT PPL PLEASE :(
|03 Sep 2008||jimmy||i am 12 i want to take a knife to my throat i really do but i cant bring myself up to do it help me should i or shouldnt i|
|03 Sep 2008||The burdon||My name is Mattie I am 17 years old, a ways from 13 I know. I live with my grandmother, Sadly my mother, My little brother of 5 and new born sister.
My mother is a drug attic whore that is never around except to scream at how everything is my fault. My father was a drinker and hardly there when he was with my mother but he isnt anymore. He went to jail for very stupidly attempting to rob a bank (for those of you who think im kidding im not)
Anyway like i was saying ATTEMPTED failed horribally.
So he was in jail most of my life so I never REALLY knew him.
My mother is with a million guys all the time I cant keep track.
Soo at home I dont really have a "family"
Well in school some guys I started talking to was....well to shorten that and save me tears I trusted him, the first person in a long time a guy for that matter and he...did something to me he can never take back and I cant ever warsh away or forget about. If you understand you know some of how I feel if not...I geuss it doesnt really matter.
Anyway later down the road here highway, freeway no matter. lol
MY father calls and says he will be getting out soon and he would like to see me. I say no of course.
Later he keeps sending me letters I finally start replying trusting yet another person.
He says when he gets out he wants to spend time with me and be the father he never really ever was.
I say fine.
My Ex best freind (amanda's) Mother named Sandy starts asking me about my mother and father out of no where.
She said I know you mother but what does your father look like.
Eventually I showed her a picture and old one but a pic.
She talks about how cute he is and where I get my looks cause obviously it aint my mom.
So she starts sending him letter too hey this is litas friends mother.
They exchange pics talk for months finally he is getting out (keep in mind the letters slow down when he gets a girl to talk to)
She says he could move in with he cause he has nowhere to stay. He gets out he does.
Everytime I went over to see my friend he never said a word to me.
Just looked at me.
Once he said hi,
and that was all Amanda's mother was going to say lets all be a happy family but for some reason changed her mind on me.
Me and amanda never really talk anymore.
My mother wants me to get out.
I dont really have much in life and I dont need ways to kill myself I got a pretty good Idea I just needed to vent however if anyone with a shitty family and a poor excuss for parrents or whoever just wants to talk IM never busy and always looking for friends.
|27 Aug 2008||sophie kaulitz||right im 12 and im 13 in two mounths ive cut ALOT i told my parents each time they found out id stopped and they said if i do this again im gona get a couseler ive had loadsa them PLZ HELP WHY AM I DOING THIS IVE MADE A SHEET FOR A SUICIDAL PLAN HELP ME HELP PLZ!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!|
|26 Aug 2008||Discusting blob||I am 20.But trust me, I have been trying to kill myself for years.
But now I need some help to do so.
I have stab myself, OD on meds, and tried to get hit by a bus. But as always, they have all landed me in therapy.
This time, I want it to work, I want it to end it for good this time.
So I need a good method to finnally end it.
I don't even want to talk about the shit I have been through to get to this point. All I know is that I am going to make the pain stop,I am no longer going to be unhappy anymore and hating my ugly discusting life.
I look like a fucking dog, I have never had a boyfriend,I can't afford to go to school, and I rather not talk about the other shit that I go through.
But just help me out and give me some good ways that you would end your life,something that is sure enough that I won't come back from.
|26 Aug 2008||wristcutter||I was 11 when I first thought about it...
Back in 1992, I carved the nummbers 1992 into my bed post, to remind me how long it's been since I stayed alive.
Since then I have moved into my own house, I don't have that bed anymore, but I still remember like it was yesterday, carving those numbers...
Now, 27 y/o I am a musician, I have a career in science, I am good looking, smart, drug-free, athletic, I live on my own, I own my own house in the suburbs, I have a pretty little kitty, and still, I wonder if this is all a waste, should I have just gotten it over with in the first place?
It would have saved years of heart ache, years of living some one else's dream, all that time I spent trying to be what society expected me to be, another mindless moneymaker, liveing up to everyone else's satisfactions, never me, never my own, I have no one and I am alone....
People say, oooh, grow up, suck it up, get a grip.....
Off what? This world? This fucking stupid world, with it's rules, and pain, with it's judgements and concequences, with out love, there is only pain,
|26 Aug 2008||LoL@Life||anyone know how to die in a quick painless death that works?! 6 physciatrist and 2 therapist doesnt work and useless, i gave up on it and i gave up on life|
|23 Aug 2008||SANDiE||IM ONLI 13 BUH I ACT N UNDERSTAND STUF LIKE AN OLDER PERSON .HOW MANY TIMES I TRYIED TO KILL MESLF .DRES NUN TEH LIVE 4 IN DIS LIFE INOO DAH 4 REAL.I CUD NEVA BE HAPY N LIFE WIL NEVER CHANGE 4 ME .I ALWAYS ASK MYSLFE WHA DID I DO TO DESERVE DIS .I TRY TEH HIDE MY SADNES N PRETEND TO BE HAPY BUH ITS JUST NOT ME .MY FRIENDS DNT UNDERSTAND HOW I FEEL .I LOST MY MA 2 YEARS AGO N ME DA GT A NEW WFIE N DEY GT CHILDREN N EHS JUST LUKS LIKE I DNT BELONG IN DIS FAMILY ME STEPMA H8S ME N SHE LVS HER OWN CHILDREN .I HAD A BF N I REALY LOVED HIM BUH HE USED ME 4 SEX N DUMPED ME N I TRYED TO KILIM MESLF BY DROUDING MESLFE.I JUST CNT TAKE EH I WHIMEMBA HW HE USE TO HOLD MY HAND N TEL ME HW HE LUVED ME BUH NOW I KNW DAH IT WUZ ALL FAKE:( NUN GOES RI IN MY LIFE .I STARTED DRINKIN N SMOKIN N DUIN DRUGS BUT IT WENT EVEN WORSE.IM ON TABLETS FRM NERVES N ALL CUS ME DA THINKS DRES SUMTING WRNG WI ME BUH EHS JUST DAH I WANT TO DIE N I THINK IL BE HAPIER WEN IM DEAD .LIFES THE SHITEST THING EVAAAAAA ;[ IF YEH WNA ADD US : firstname.lastname@example.org
|22 Aug 2008||Ariel||Ok so, Im 19 yrs old. And im sick of living the life i have. I cant keep up with it anymore its moving 100mph as im moving only 50. Things are getting worse and worse everyday. Im unemployed and cannot get a steady job. Im sick of everything and just want to leave this place. I am not scared to live as many of them would assume. Im sick of the way things are going. FRUSTRATION and IRRITATION. is what it is. honestly id like to use my boyfriends 9mm but i dont kno how to use it. i dont kno how to put the clip in there. why cant it jus b a revolver wouldnt that b much easier.
oh i dont kno how to organize my ideas. so ive done the whole cutting yourself...that doesnt help at all..i dont want to feel pain thats what im done with. whether its physical or mental im sick of the pain. hello thats why i wanna die...painlessly and that, or atleast fast enough i dont feel anything. would that be the same?
Anyways. you may think im that emo kid with the dark fucking hair and the black nails that listens to paramore..but kno im the complete opposite of that, this is just the one ting we have in common. im sick of anxiety attacks, im sick of my so called "chemical imbalance" that causes me to feel this way. its not my fault im fucked up. and it doesnt help when i have problems that come across like not being able to supposrt myself happens. not to mention when you get pregnant.
its a terrible thought to think but if i cant support myself wut makes u think i can support a new born. would i b doing my baby a favor by takin my life? i dont ko how to cop. it really does bring tears to my eyes that i would ever think like that...but its been happening for so long. and now it becoming more really that i can actually do somehthing about it. ive came closer to things that will cause death apon me.
i dont need a hotline. i need a book on how to operate his gun.
BUT on second thoughts...i like to leave myself messy free wen gone...
oh the frustration!
|19 Aug 2008||dave - me again||its me again, i feel even worse, and can peepz stop adding me to there msn's now, no1 has given any gd help, and so back to finding ways to die.
i feel even worse coz i keep getting called an emo just coz i have cut myself, i hate this term and it upsets me even more, so i try to hurt myself even more. i hate lie so much, main problem for my anger is that my parents split up on xmass day 11 years ago, im 15 years old btw, and then i had my dad saying the devorce was all my fault, and he said he wished i had died at birth, my mum says same and that i was a mistake. i have my dad hit me and attack me for no reason.
i hate life so much, i found a gd site on suicide the other day this one, http://listverse.com/health/top-10-ways-to-commit-suicide/ . it is ver helpful.
i need help soon coz if i dont get it, i will do sommat ill regret, i.e. kill myself.
ty for ur time in letting me talk and sound like a idiot. dave
if u really want to add me, msn is:
|18 Aug 2008||bappa||i dont know.me too is also searching options to kill myself.i think this world is not for me. its better to get suiside. so that my relatives, my family members and all the people who knew me and fade up for me wont have to see my face.please suggest me for the God seek how to get suiside?|
|16 Aug 2008||Hazel.||For the past year and a half iv been seeing a psychiatrist/psychologist and she just told me that she can't do anything to help me. I selfharm, though I've only cut twice in the past 7months (woo) and only done minimal things on the odd occasion. I have my reasons, but I thought I was moving on, 6months is a freaking long time for someone who did it around every second day for 2years straight. My parents just got a letter through, my psychiartist has reffered me to a mental clinic, and im crapping myself. They've asked for my parents to go with me, which is stupid, coz iv never talked to my parents about anything serious. When they found out I cut myself, we talked about it for about an hour, and that was more than a year and a half ago. When I found the letter, I cried for 10minutes, and don't want to go. I haven't talked to or looked my parents in the eye since I read it, but Im dreading the time they talk to me about it. It's on the 2nd of september, and I don't want to go. Sure it might help, but... whatever.
If there's any christians (or non christians that want to help) i'd love it if you could pray for me. I don't know how I'm going to go through with it, but I know I need to.
Woaw, how positive am I :)
I'm worried, coz my mind is making me want to smoke and drink, thinking it will help, but I wont let it get into my life. I want to be happy and not constantly analysing my life, my thoughts and everything I do/say. Im not satisphied with what I have or am now, I used to be, but something changed.
Please pray for me, it'd give me confidence and maybe help me talk to my parents/ psychiatrist. I'd love to be able to be open and not scared. Please pray, I want to be happy, and not have to worry about not being happy.
You can email me with words of enthusiasm if you must XD
Wouldn't mind it a bit.