|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?
|13 Mar 2008||afraid to tell||ive read alot of these storys and compared to me there lives r alot worse than mine ALOT. ive tried to kill myself twice but obeoousely havent succeded once from pills and once from jumping im 12. ive cut befor and still do it but not on a regular basis only in momments of distress when i felt i had nothing to live for, me and my mom fite constantly its neverending we frite about everything form school to just everyday life. but every else in my live is pretty good. im popular i hav great friends and i get wat iwant and even though it seems i hav something to liv for... witch i do my mom drains soo much out of me shes so controlling and everytime we fight i always end up histaricly crying on the bathroom flor door locked and cuting myself with sisors on my nee. and its not all my mom ive had a strange past my aunt just killed herself this year (hung herself) because of her drug abuse it made my dad really sad and cry all the time witch made me sad. for some reason i feel ive always been depressed i went through strange stages in my life that i feel for some reason arent normal but 6th grade was a turning point in my life. i had just started cuting (becuse of my mom) and decided to tell my best friend of 8 years. i trusted her. she told me i had to get help but i refused i told her not to tell and she promised. PROMISED. she told her mom who told my mom i covered it up because im clever after this she refused to be my friend witch made me deeply sad and depressed.even though my new friends were popular and pretty i felt a loss in my life. ive never trusted anyone again. i keep everything inside because im ashamed and embaresed about cuting my mom and everything i want to be happy i really do but its almost as if its not in my hands its in hers. not only hav i attemted suacide twice and cut but i hav also though about killing her then killing myself by electricuting myself in the bath (it seems like the best way) but at the same time i want myself to die and her to suffer because u no she loves me. i no... these are sick thoughts witch is why i cant tell any1. if i did i would probebly be but in some facility and my whoole world woud fall apart. my friends, my popularity, and everything.im afraid. if i die everything will go away. it will be a relese just like cutting except in a bigger preportion. i hav considered running away but that never solve the problem in fact i think it will probebly make it bigger. suicide seems like the best way outt. i NEED to get out. i want to talk to someone like me (not an adult) who feels the way i do about like... some1 i can reate to. my email is email@example.com im 12 and i no i fucked up especialy for my age but im not a bad person i no i cut and tried to kill myself twice but i hav troble trusting ppl because i always get tricked but all im saying is if you feel like i do talk to me not to help urself or to help me but just to talk anyway i no my life seems great but iff it is then y do i cry all the time? i hate my mother and i hate even more what my life has become dying is the best option i hav the nerve to do it just hope that it works... i really do. i will try as soon as i hav the opertunity to alll those others like me on this site if u feel like i do try to make ur life word but if u cant do it (like me) go ahead and kill urself because somtimes thats just the best option even if i am 12 it dosent matter theres not other way out...|
|11 Mar 2008||Are friends Electric?||Hi. My name is... well lets just call me Marilyn Monroe. Oh fuck it, my name is Liz, i'm 16 going on 25, and i'm just so fucking through with life. Is it bad to want to stop living becuase of certain things you can't control? I have a weired take on life. I am hot when i am cold (if that makes sense) I mean, I'll get to school (a society of it's on, main brainwashing facility for us 'pre adults' that don't know what we want) and i'll sit in class, surrounded by human beings that are just on a different planet than me. I hate them all so much, i can't relate to any of them. say one word and they'll act like your best friend, then bitch about you behind your back. They think they're cool if they sit with me, or pretend to dig the same style or music that i do. I can see right through them, and at the end of the day they all just think i'm a freak. And home aint to much better. I'm stuck in this shit hole of a town, and i hate every fucking one. I guess the problem is the generation, i can't relate to them. What i would give to have been a 50's teenager, or 70's, or anything but now. I can't exactly explain why, people where just so much more real then. There was less socialogical rules and people wern't trying to be something that they just wern't. Then again, people are still people. And abserd circus, a pathetic wasteland for the filth of humanity. And i feel trapped, trapped in a bad town on a bad planet in a bad generation. and i read all of your problems,and they don't compare to yours. Kids that have been abused, raped, they have cancer, they are homeless. but in the end, that's not really the problem, is it? and i can't imagine anyone else on earth feeling the way i do becuase i feel as though there is only one occupant on this planet of mine. abserd i know. and i feel so very angst filled. I mean, i'm the only person i can rely one! no one else, becuase everyone i love goes away in the end, and i can't take the heartbreak. You know, i like the foreplay.. i will play with men, sweet talk them, let them hear exactly what they want me to say, i'll play it cool, act my part all to feel wanted and loved, and then i'll puysh away before i fall for them. and why?.. becuase i'm fucking scared! and i can never really be happy becuase i will never let myself be loved. I just feel hopless, there are no words to describe it. and yet, i find myself sitting here typing madly hacking away ay my keyboard snarling. I suppose i feel like this world holds nothing for me, as much as i complain about this town and the peple in it, i wouldn't know what to do if the world was mine. I can't stand to be alone with myself, but i love it all the same. I need salvation, I need something absolute. something real to hang on to. I've tried, oh elvis fucking christ i've tried! standing infront of a train track, freaking out last minute. I guess i hate the thought of giving them all the satisfaction. they'd all make up some bullshit reason, like i was 'misunderstood and confused' or 'lonely and depressed' probably make me seem deep, along with being a local fucking legend, more so thani am now (people are amused by me, they think seeing a busty blonde in 4 inch creepers, bright red lipstick, psychobilly 50's style black button up and cats-eyed sunglasses is.. oh what was that word.. 'totally sick bra' pssh) oh they are so mornoic. and i'm not depressed, i'm not insane. i'm more sane than anyone else! I just can't justify living in this world that seems so pointless. i mean, we are all born to die. no denying it, what happens in the middle make no difference to your fate, so why bother trying to slow it down? i'll just never find what i'm looking for, becuase everything i believe in is fiction. books, movies, songs, bands they are my only friends. put on a vinyl and i'm not so lonely. but is it enough to keep me going? what happens, when your future is clowded and uncertain, and i can't figure myself out! how am i supposed to live with myself if i can't figure myself out?! SO FUCKING ANGRY AND MAD AND FUCKING SAD! i don't even know what i want, it's all so meaningless! i can see through everything, like fucking cellophane. dying won't help, and if i end up living it will only be out of curiosity. But a part of me is numb, and a part is feeling way too much for me to handle. I don't know what i fcuking want, i just want out of this world...|
|09 Mar 2008||lowlife||is there really a reason why i should not kill myself? if you knew me you would say no unless our an idiot and cant see what my life really is....|
|08 Mar 2008||Lacy||pills, lots and lots of pills. oh and btw anybody who is saying that u shouldn't commit suicide because ur friends are there for u. well ever thought that i want to commit suicide becuase i have nobody left to talk to? that makes me feel worse so y don't think about that. ya so i'd say pills.|
|08 Mar 2008||amelia||dear whoever,
so i came across this site because i was looking suicide stories, i just wanted to read about it because... well ive been thinking of taking my own life.. I know how selfish that is of me! I feel very guilty when i think about it but life is hard and ill tell the truth maybe i am a coward and not the strong as some of you there
i was born into a family up until the age of 8. i thought it was my family though i had many many sisters and brothers i neva rely looked at how different we all were. this was my family and i was absoulty in love with which i thought, was my mom. NOT in a sick way either! i mean to me she was an incredible woman and she loved me like no else could. it was always me and her and i was closetest to her then anybody else. i was abused and beaten by my dad but i found it part of life. i was molested by my brother and a friend of the family. then oneday a another woman w/ a van of 5 others kids came and claimed she was my real mother.
that day i got my real story, i was in foster care. i was taken to a reservation wen i was a baby because my real dad (who i hav neva met) stabbed me in teh face. I moved w/ my real mom who was an alcoholic and a druggie and brought many different men home. id cry myself to sleep wishing to see my other mother Mary everynite. At the age 9 i was taken from my birth mother afta she tried to kill sombody and it was for good. i moved in w/ a white family who couldnt hav kids. they are very strict and not ur average parents i have no freedom. Now at age 17 goin to be 18 pretty soon im tryna to find myself and where im goin to go. I hate skool not to mention i suck at it too. idk if i kan even graduate on time.. I hate my job my home my adopted parents. I hav fallin in love with this guy who is 20. He promised me he'd take me outta my house and he truly was the only thing that mattered to me! he made me soo happy and wen i turned 18 we were goin to move in together so i could get outta my house which i call hell.
i have always had the reupation at skool as the good girl who is extremly quiet but one hell of a runner. i can beat and outrun you anyday. its a talent that i was given and i run track and cross country. but recently i have sucked in skool so much that i kant go out and wen given a second chance i screw and up. i dont run anymore and it has been my passion it wud hav takn me places. Well back to my story of the boy i love. he recently cheated on me... the day my world crashed he was the only thing that mattered. i hav taken him back but i am eva more miserable and i dont feel teh same. i hav gotten into drinking as my way out of this horible life. i have no one to talk to because no one believes me and they'd neva understand. i feel so alone like i have nothing good to live for. im really sorry. but too me sucide can end this for me this pain that i live in. but im not taking any actions ive jus been thinking about it alot lately and im scared.
this is my story...
|07 Mar 2008||anthony betancourt||i am 14 years old my mom died when i was 2 its weird noin that i nvr rlly meet her. my dad left me when i was 7 or so. he left befor my b day n said he had a great present 4 me the next day he was gone. i now live with my aunt n she hates me. she blames me 4 killin my mom she treats her kids bttr n then me my uncle hates me wont even look at me. if something is missin its my fault i cant sleep or eat till i find it i have no reason to keep on livin death may be my escape from madnes. =/|
|06 Mar 2008||zach||im 17 i hate my fuckin life i want to end it im not scared of dieing. i cut my wridt everyday i have had a gun ponited at my head parents walked in on me i lost my girlfriend on my birthday my grandpa on my birthday i cant do anything i just want out and it seems like this is the only way i want a girlfriend that can actully understand me|
|02 Mar 2008||AAIZZ||im thinking of putting end to my life too . im not scared of dying and there is noone that would get hurt . i feel worthless i feel empty and scared im in pain and every body so far away .no body understand wot i say i think no body cares ,now i dont care my self . i know when ppl say that u shouldnt commit a suicide that they dont get it , i had enough i dont wanna live anymore i get hurt every day , im 22 yrs old but i feel like im 70 , i tired all kinda of drugs but im still depressed , and it hurts so much , im just preparing my self to it , i dont want it to be painful and i dont wanna fail , and i wanna be 100% convinced. ppl think u r cowards or crazy but they dont know how much brave u should be to take ur own life and to put end to it . im tired of all ppl who keep talking of things they dont know about thing about and give u false hopes of this life . its just a painful waste of time|
|01 Mar 2008||philimeneski||God I'm such a waste. My whole life is nothing. I dont thin I'll ever be able to sort out the screwed up mess that I ma, I just get worse and worse. Getting drunk in my room on vodka, like that's going to help me. I feel like nothing, less than that. Since I can remember I've prayed to god, asking him to kill me but my prayers are never answered.|
|27 Feb 2008||tone||i have felt really down lately. my aunt just had a baby and i dnt wna be prt of it and my nans doin my head in about it and i really wana just go for other reasons other than that. :(|
|24 Feb 2008||ayad||hi .. i don`t really know why am writing to u ? but seems i have no one to talk with about my weird problem ... i jast want to suicide and ending my desperate life.. because no one can help me !!
and no one know nothing about my suffering all this shit time ? ! maybe u ask why your life a disaster ? the answer is so simple .... since i was 17 years old i been diseased with some unknow
illness ! turn my life to shit and my life became a disaster since that day and still until now ?
doctors do nothing ? they told me that is weird disease and don`t know way to help me !
every day blood comes out from my mouth .. every day pain undescribeable ... every fuckin day i cry ! and i now became a freak... all time in my room since 10 years ? ! do u believe that ? because
am now 25 years old .. 10 years of pain and alone with jast my self in my fuckin room ? u maybe ask .. why jast kill your self ?
believe me i tried many times to kill my self but i failed because don`t have courage to do it !
tell me please what to do ? is there easy way to suicide without pain ? or what u thing i should do ? because i don`t know what to do anymore ? i wish i jast die soon that is my hope .. to rest and kill the pain !
|22 Feb 2008||who cares||i am 14 and i have tried to comit suicide before....i have tryed to drown my self in my friends pool,i have attempted to slit my own throat and overdosed on painkillers...the only thing that is keeping me from suicide at the moment is my girlfriend...i love her so much....most people commit suicide when there depressed....i just wanted to end somthing that should not have started in the first place...suicide is not a good awnser though try to get through your depression...find somthing that gives you a reason to stay alive...my girlfriend is what is keeping me from it.....|
|22 Feb 2008||stacy||I'm not under 13, but I am 19 and I am thiking about leaving this world. I am all alone, depressed, overwhemled with bills and tutions fees. My mother disowned, my fsther does not talk to me, my family ignores me. I have no friends, no one to talk to. Some days I wake up and I am angry at god, angry that he put me on this earth, angry that I have to live here. I sometimes wonder if anybody would miss, me i sometimes imagine how I will go....Sleeping pills, hanging myself, shoting myself, how will I die? There
is no more help for me....No more love, I am going to die, I want to die, I want to leave this world and never come back....
|20 Feb 2008||Kristina||well right now im 14 and my life is a living hell. i try my best for my mom and it doesn't seem to work. i don't fit in at school and it seems that the knife to my heart is only getting closer. my mom even thrested to kill me. i hate life and i don't want to live it anymore. it was 14 years too many for me. my mom even said if she died i wouldn't get a single thing of hers and i be banned from her funeral. I fuckin hate my mom and this world. all i want is for my life to end. I would say the easiest way to do a drug overdose by taking too many pills. I've tried t and i was very close but someone found me just in time. suicide seems to be the only way that i will end up happy|
|20 Feb 2008||nel||i dont no. i am 16 and want to exit. i tried to od a few yrs back but no final release. i'm older now and no its the only way but how? I think hanging is the best option, no?|
|18 Feb 2008||DUGLOUS||I was looking for methods of painless suicide and came across this web site.
a lot of what I read were bull -shit jokes about it.I am beyond depressed.Living is hell.Theres no escape!! I've tried for so long.And everything is getting past hopeless. My depression,my anger and resentments.I'm am so fucking depressed.I don't want to live.I'm reading and reading but no way out seems like a sure bet.Then I think of "heaven" and "hell" and all that bull
shit makes it harder.I just have to keep telling myself there is no such thing as eternity,fuck that!This his hell!!!!
I have no one that loves me.I have no one I can love. I have no fiends at all.NO one knows i exist.I have no family.I've lived in my own mind and world for over 13 years now.My ex deliberately broke my heart.First "girlfriend ever" Told me she was sleeping with another man.County doctors mental health profile me.I'm not human to them.They wont physically treat me and I am suffering to no end everday. So I'm starting to think FUCK IT.!!!!
FUCK IT!!! IF AND WHEN I GO I JUST WISH I COULD OF MET SOMEONE FIRST OR DID SOMETHING I NEVER DID.MY STORY WOULD BLOW YOUR FUCKEN MIND.BUT THERES TOO MUCH TO SAY.I'M SO FUCKEN LONELY!!!
I'M SO DEPRESSED.IM SO FUCKEN HURT!!!
NO ONE KNOWS.
|15 Feb 2008||stephanie||well ive realy neva tried 2 kill myself so i realy dont kno but i tried 4 da 1st time about a week ago i stood there while a big truck wuz cumin at me cuz i mean im ready 2 die cuz if i try 2 understand wats goin on wit my live i dont kno i juz burst in2 tears cuz i mean ive lost every thang we didnt do christmas cuz a boi ran away broke in my house and my mom got put in jail 4 it my mom got out the next day and as of rite now she still cant work and withen 3weeks of my mom getin bailed out my grandma died from cancer most ppl dont relize wat they got til its gone and that wuz exacly wat happen 2 me and and aii i could do iz cry while i wuz standin next 2 her as she past cuz its so hard 2 watch sum 1 u love go but then withen a month my otha grandma got the plug pulled on her cuz she went brain dead afta brain surgery and that wuz january 12 so yea itz a lot 2 handle specialy wen all ur friends hve turned on you and da 1 u trusted da most got ur mom put in jail and the otha day i found out my best friend has a brain tumor i cant seee my neice when she turns 4 cuz my brotha sista and neice all are wit welfair cuz my mom went 2 jail and ive also neva met my dad and hiz family i mean i talked 2 him 1 day and he sed he loved me and i juz cried cuz how can you love sum 1 you dont kno and i mean ive turned 2 many thangs such as (sex ect ) juz 2 get the feelin that sum 1 loves me and cares wat im gotin through cuz i mean i cant sleep ,i cry all nite ,i dontt hardle eat as much as i use 2 ,ive had a stomic olser ,stay wit head akes ,and my grades have droped sence every thang happen cuz i sleep all day at school and ive got cronic depression ive had it sence i wuz 6 cuz when i wuz 6 i told the doctor i wuz gone kill myself the and wen my mom went 2 jail they put all my pets 2 sleep and abut 3 mths ago i lost my best friend cuz her dad wuz rapein her and the welfair took her i havent seen or herd from her in so long i mizz her|
|15 Feb 2008||Irrelevant||I'm 17, a mere month from 18. I'm entirely indifferent about it; I don't care, regardless. All it signifies to me is how much of a loser I really am. I'm socially deprived, although I must say that recently it's gotten better (Not fearing people is a good thing). But I'm still the fuck up I'll always be.
I never leave this damn house, I have no friends, I practically live through a computer. I have no job, I'm afraid of socializing, etc. This is probably the most quintessential moment to add that I suspect myself to be bipolar. In fact, just earlier today, I felt, and even noted, how irrationally energetic and hyper and well-mooded I was; and despite that optimism, I find myself horribly depressed and hating life just as much, as is my norm, in just 12 hours time. The good moods never last.
I've come to terms with myself, in an odd sort of way. I realize that I'm not going to be anything... I'll probably work at some bullshit store until I'm crippled with age, yet it doesn't bother me at all. I'm a mid-school dropout at just fucking 5th grade, I got fucked out of a lot of shit because of some cunt teacher who was a fraud... and yeah, whatever. Suicide is always a present thought in my mind; and sometimes I wonder if I'll be able to just let myself go through with it.
Despite the pain... the torturous life I'm plagued to endure for the rest of my pathetic and insignificant years on this planet, I've stubbornly abided by the promise I made to myself years ago while first battling this sickness. I won't commit suicide; - ever. Not while I know it would cause another person pain, I am not a selfish person... possibly the only attribute I could ever fathom to possess. I've countlessly wished to be unknown; some hobo on the street, just for the excuse to final end my pitiful excuse of a life. Then, and only then, would I ultimately consider suicide.
And this does NOTHING to help me. In fact, it only makes things harder. I only fear what is to come in my life, the disappointments, the loved ones I'll lose, the even more pain I'm sure to have in later years. I - don't - enjoy - life. All I want from life is to be alone... isolated, un-bothered and entirely unknown. Hah...
I've lived in depression for so long, it's as if I couldn't imagine myself without it... which in itself is depressing. But if anyone is honestly contemplating whether or not to end your life, I strongly suggest you mark the following words, as they are to live by: Even if you are to live in a foggy hell of anguish and selfpity, being alive with emotion, even if only pain, is better than not existing at all.
E-mail me if you need someone to talk to.
|09 Feb 2008||nadia||let me say one thing...
im 13 and i cut myself, i wanna die and theres not one reason to live.
i have abusive parents, and an even worse life. my mom starves me and beats me. butt my family dosent give a crap.
i dont deserve to live. . . at all.
the best way that id most likely end up doing is drinking that carbon crap with tap water.. easy huh?
|08 Feb 2008||ally||I wish I knew the best or easiest way to kill yourself. I am 41 and struggling with it everyday. I have 2 young dughters who need me but I have nothing left to give anyone. My husband has beendeployed overseas for the next year and I am constantly in a state of terror for his safety. I have tried to get help but the military threatened to take my children away if I make any waves or have any problems and my husband has been threatened with loss of a stripe ( which would impact us severly money wise) if I cause any problems where he might have to come home. I have NO ONE to turn to. No family or friends and now I can't even depend on the doctors on base for help as I have beenwarned and made to sign a paper saying I will not do anything or cause problems on the risk of losing my children. I am in constant pain. I drink constantly for relief and think about suicide as a measns to end my pain, I want it to be easy.|