|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?
|20 Nov 2007||H8 Lyf||Well im 13 and i tried to shoot myself but dad had ran out of bullets, i jumped of a bridge at home and weighed myself down with rocks, but i didnt die I REALLY WANT TO! life is pathetic.
But Next im gonna buy an air Rifle and shoot between my eyes... in my parents bedroom!!! any1 care to join me?
|18 Nov 2007||ian||I'm a Christian, and we should all know what that means... to shorten my post... it means i believe in the bible. my girlfriend is contemplating suicide after i told her i was going to go offshore before college to earn alot of extra money for my college...i dont even have a car... she being manipulative? i dont understand and dont know what to do??|
|18 Nov 2007||Kelly Enriquez||I don't know about under the age of 13, but I swallowed 200 aspirin when I was 12 and nothing happened. Can someone tell me if getting drunk, taking 5 ambien and then taping a plastic bag around my head will work? I'm hoping I would smother to death in my sleep.|
|18 Nov 2007||John Doe||I'm done. I'm 26, and my life is over. It all started in my last year of university. I had an argument with my girl, she called the police the police came saw that i was brown saw that she was white. Before asking me anything they locked me up and charged me with all these things that I did not do. I had no choice I didn't fight the cop, I couldn't do shit. Got called a fucking paki, by the cop for ruining his country. So here I am in my prime can't get a job, got charges pending. Can't support myself cause I can't find a job. Court's comming up though I did nothing wrong. I don't know what going to happen if they find me guilty I'll have a record and my life will be even worse. So that's why I'm taking control and grabbing the bull by the horns.|
|17 Nov 2007||Kuborion||Ok.
I'm writing this in case I don't make it.
In case the demons get me.
The world around me is collapsing.
The reality is crossing with illusion beyond recognition.
I don't know what is real anymore.
Maybe this all is just in my head...
The world is fucking up.
When I feel like I can feel once again, like I can be happy one more time...
It's just a matter of time until everything goes wrong again.
Maybe it's my fault.
Maybe I'm too idealistic.
Maybe I should have seeked proffesional help, a psychiatrist or something...
This world is beginning too much for me.
And I'm just 16. What if it wom't stop? What if it'll keep getting worse?
I WILL keep fighting.
I'm not that selfish. I know that there are people that care about me and that would miss me.
I won't do anything as long as I'm in control.
But I don't know how long will that be.
To my best friend:
Thank you for being there. Thank you for supporting me. Sorry that I wasn't strong enough.
Please tell her that I loved her and show her this.
I hope that you aren't reading this while I'm still alive.
To my love:
If you are reading this, you probably already know that I loved you.
I don't know how do you feel about it.
I hope that it isn't as bad as I fear.
I'm terribly sorry that I didn't make it to tell you myself.
I'd hate to see you cry. If you are, please don't. I'm sorry for everything. I just wasn't storng enough to cope with it all.
I'm sure you'll be happier without me.
Thank you, Mouchette for this site.
Whoever you are, you're a great person.
Please, keep up the good work and good luck with your local weirdo.
Good bye everyone.
Don't bother with sending me any support. As long as I can fight, I don't need it.
And when I lose... it will be too late for anybody to save me.
I fear what awaits me.
However, I have no choice but to go on.
The descent to madness.
I hope that there will be a light on the end of this tunnel.
Wherever that is...
|13 Nov 2007||Nauri||There is much to say on the subject of suicide. I know that I have tried a few times when I was younger. I had a reason for wanting to die, not that I told anyone why, everyone thought that it was because my boyfriend broke up with me. That, in my opinion, would be a stupid reason to die. But I still feel like I want to commit suicide every so often. What do you do then? Some would say to get help but what if you can't get help because you don't have the money? I don't know what to do about it. I have self control but what would happen if I get to upset and lose control? It really scared my mom the last time, what will happen if it happens again?|
|07 Nov 2007||Zanzi||My life is really fucked up i dont know where to begin iam dead in the inside it is so fucking painfull and lonely, i wish for me all sorts of horrible things death,accidents,murder and all this to me.I am 20something but my hair are turning grey really iam fucked up|
|07 Nov 2007||Alex N||hey, i guess this is gna b my last post here on mouchette =(, i sed in my last post that i would b dead by the 17th and i will b, but hupfully it will be as early as the 11th, thankyew for all of ur support although it didnt really help. Does anybody have any good advice for writing wills?
Im finally gonna b leaving this planet on my 20th suicide attempt lol, well I have a powerful hand gun now, so hopefully it will be a pretty instant death,.
Ok I wanna say a few things to ppl,
Christian are gr8 ppl, I kinda am 1, but I h8 there view on it is wrong to b suicidal and that you will go 2 hell if you commit suicide. Dosent it say in the bible, there is nothing you can do to make god love you more or less?. If there is a god that loves us so much then y would he send you to hell for killing yourself just cuz u culdnt cope in this shitty world that he created.
thankyou mouchette for creating this site. I have known this site for almost 2 years now and it rules.
Right well im off now to right my will I spose. Has nyone got any good tips?
Email me email@example.com
If ur planning 2 commit suicide. Good luck. Bye xx
|05 Nov 2007||raven||i don't know the answer to this, i wish i did. i'm not 13, i'm 23, but i'd still like to know the answer. i don't want to jump, i'm scared of becoming a vegetable, then i'm even more screwed. i don't want it to be messy, my family don't deserve that. most of them. i want it to be easy. pills, what if someone finds me - kidney dialysis, screw that. i can't do this anymore. i don't want to be in my head anymore. my thoughts, images, i don't want, can't take. please please tell me how|
|01 Nov 2007||Emily||Im 23, cant find a job for months..now on welfare..in bad relationship..In hurt my kids..Im so depressed..I drink all the time..wish I had a bottle of Xanax..why cant I be happy? hats with the mood sings that never end and the never answered prayers? I hate feelin like this, I hate who I am and turned out to be..No family, no friends. Im so freakin lonely..Bulimic, suicidal, scared to live...and to die. Im so numb I have to cut myself to feel anything. My kids would be better off w/o me.. other than that everyone would rejoice the day I finally get enough courage to do it. Drugs do help escape the pain, so does drinking but Id rather die than continue that. Id rather die than be a failure and Id rather die than to be hated.|
|01 Nov 2007||Day||I tried four months ago and obviously failed. I cut, but i wasn't very good at it i guess. I was put into a hospital; I hated it there. I felt like a slave. I had tried to kill myself because i felt like such a slave to my emotions and i wanted freedom and here i was locked up. After the couple weeks i spent there, i gained a lot of confidence and i wanted to live again. About a month after getting out i was still doing fantastic. I took my drugs and i had not hurt myself since. But one day i was walking along a road near my house and a male family friend picked me up. He asked if i wanted a ride home. I said sure. But he didn't take me home. He raped me in the back of his van. I didn't want to lose my virginity to him so i begged him not to fuck me. He agreed not to fuck me in my pussy. I though i was going to be fine. I could handle a guy sucking my tits and deepthroating me. I was a woman, i could be strong. But than he flipped me over and he fucked me up my ass. It hurt sooo much. I have nighmares about him now. I am returning to my habit of self loathing. I have cut 13 times since then. I am afraid of men and now i feel sexually atracted to women. I am scared and i am confused especialy because i see him sometimes. I want to die again. I cant live with this inside me anymore. I feel him inside of me all the time. I am a dirty, slut now. I don't know how much longer i can hold on. I can't tell anyone, not my dad or my mom or my siblings. I feel alone. I don't know what to do. I am so afraid not to give love, recieve love, or even feel love. If anyone has gone through a similar experiance please write about it so i can find inspiration to keep on fighting.|
|01 Nov 2007||ConqueredKing||I can't tell you the easiest way to commit suicide or where we go when we die. I'm just here to vent(maybe I can provide some insight).
My father died when I was 18. Not that I blame her, but my mom fell asleep at the wheel while my dad was sleeping in shotgun. He was thrown from the vehicle and killed. Distraught, I stopped talking to my absolutely "perfect for me" girlfriend and my mother.
Now I'm 25 years old, out of work and live with my mother and step father. Everyday I wake up and wonder what the fuck I'm going to do for the rest of my life, or what the bullshit American standard of living is these days. Because of my lack of interest in regularity, I refuse to work at any retail store or swindle some idiot into buying an overpriced piece of equipment whether it be a car or a fucking copy machine. Bottom line: I made a promise to myself that I would not work to live and be miserable for the rest of my life.
When I was 13, my dad bought me a guitar for Christmas. Him being a drummer, maybe he felt music was in our blood. However, I didn't get into the guitar until 17 thanks to a horrible defect called rap music.
Since then, I have developed a love for music, mainly metal, and decided that's what interests me most. That doesn't tend to go over well with my family or my friends even though I gleam with musical confidence. Yet, everyone was so happy with me(American standard) 2 years ago when I was making 17 dollars an hour slinging concrete for a non-union company that refused to upgrade its technology since 1986. It was the toughest job I have ever had but I worked with friends which made it bearable.
At 3 different times in my life, I attended college. My hatred for high school rolled over into a hatred for college when I realized they were basically one and the same. Besides, I'm not social enough for that kind of action. Don't get me wrong, I have some of the best friends money can't buy but people, in my opinion, today have lost the code of chivalry and honor. Men think with their dicks and women fuck for money. As cynical as this sounds, I believe it to be true.
At 19, I became a Christian, or at least I thought I did. After 2 years of that nonsense, I started researching religion and science. Realizing that a majority of the Christian bible was plagiarized from ancient Jewish and Mesopotamian/Sumerian stories, I quickly lost faith and started to become more Jewish than anything(believing in "a" God rather than "the" God and His son). Today my belief system is a complex structure teetering on the brink of total annihilation. However, I have to believe in an Intelligent Designer due to the fact that our universe is too goddamn orderly.
They say God is supreme truth. Well I know of 1 truth:
No one on the face of this entire planet can tell you what God is because they know as much as you or I know, which is we know absolutely nothing.
So don't let people try to sell you the idea of Hell because they don't know a fucking thing, but if you decide to leave this shitbox world, I would suggest you leave with a sound mind or it might project you into darkness.
Die happy and thanks for reading.
|01 Nov 2007||just another soul lost in space||I'm lost..
I shall bid thee farewell, for I do hope I will be lost no more..
Let me leave, forget about me.. I have no wish to stay alive, not in body, nor in memory..
|31 Oct 2007||WhoHasToKnow||I've been feeling suicidal for the last 15 years and I'm 21 now. I always thought that maybe I'd grow out of it but it hasn't happened lately. I think this forum is interesting because I read all the post s from the younger people and their reasons for wanting out are interesting. They remind me a lot of myself. My life really isn't THAT bad. I have a wonderful family and even though my father died years ago, my mother is good to me and supportive of my goals. When I look in the mirror, I know I'm not the prettiest girl but I know I look alright. I'm not rich but I'm not really poor either. I have enough money in my account to just buy what I need and not have to worry.
I just have this problem, I feel impossible to please. I feel like the way a lot of us did when we were in middle school- wanting to be perfect in every single way. I wanted to be the smartest, the prettiest, the most popular and the years keep passing by and I still feel this way. I'm single but this doesn't bother me that much, what does bother me is that nobody good seems to show interest in me, but that's not enough to kill myself so whatever, shouldn't get off topic here.
Anyway I want to go out because I can't seem to love me. I know lots of people love me and I dread how they are going to feel when I finally do it. That was really the only thing that ever stopped me before, also the failure/ fear of it. I think I might actually make my departure this time. I found the perfect place and I may do it when it snows- I've always had this fantasy about dying during a snowstorm for some reason, it's strange I know. I doubt I actually will, there's always that glimmer of hope I remember from when I was a child, that this will all go away and I'll be a happy adult; but realisticaly why would it go away? It hasn't yet and it's been fifteen years.
Anyway sorry about the narritive, I just stumbled across this page and decided to post my little story too. I'm almost afraid to share but whatever. Good luck everyone.
|30 Oct 2007||Confuzed2night||I don't know the best way to kill yourself when you're under 13 as I'm trying to find a way to kill myslef right now as I write this. I was looking up easy ways to commit suicide in google and I came across this website. I am a 22 year old female and I have a hormonal imbalance which causes me to grwo hair practically all over my body. I'm tired of being different from everyone else and having to shave like a dude and I have always felt ugly. I am failing everything in school because I'm so depressed about everything and people are constatly taking advantage of me. I think about killing myself every day that goes by now. I feel that I don't want to live because I don't deserve it and it doesn't deserve an unworthy person like me living through it.|
|30 Oct 2007||Sebastian||It's the hardest nobody cares for you. When you know deep down that your useless, ugly and a waste of space. This is what makes life the hardest for me. I've tried to kill myself so many times that i cannot remember a time that didn't contain sometype of attempt at death. I don't try it anymore because I know it's no use. I'm trapped here.. . like a fly stuck on a sticky trap. My entire family hates me and I have know friends. Yesterday I cut so deep into my arm that sliced through the flesh and some of the meat beneath it. It hurt so bad but it felt so relieving. Somebody plaese tell me why I'm here.|
|27 Oct 2007||zzzel||the people here saying they want to kill themselves arent being emo-ish and ignorant.
im a chirstian and, yeah i think these people still need love... even if they dont want it, its wrong to do it.
but. even if suicide is wanted, they have the right to take away whats theres.
though their life was giving as a gift from god.....
its stil kinda theirs...
so they should get to use it.. or not use it.. as they want.
just.... if they want to they want to.
no matter what theyv been through.
apart from those stoopid idiots doing it coz " i cant find a girl/boyfriend" coz thats just stupid.
yeah. i dont think they should, and i think they should talk to me HINT HINT
SHUT UP IF YOU AINT BEEN THROUGH CRAP.
IV BEEN BULLIED AND SEXUALLY HARRASED,
BEATEN BY MY PARENTS AND WENT THROUGH TIME WITH NO FRIENDS,
but im still here.
geez a message if you want to hate me,
geez a message if you dont want to.
|27 Oct 2007||J||I live in San Francisco. I have no money, I can't find a job, my friends don't want me around or treat me like I'm a burden to them, and I'm gay and 31 and so far from where I want to be in life. I've been thinking about giving my clothes and belongings to Goodwill and jumping off the Golden Gate Bridge.|
|25 Oct 2007||patrick R||hi agen, i dont realy know how i feel right now i have no idea who to talk 2 anymore i try getting closer to talk to them but they just act like complete pricks, i suppose they dont understand me or know about my problems, so its not there fault can any1 tell me how i cud tell my m8 like what im going thru|
|25 Oct 2007||Imnotsayingmyname||Um, well I'm 13 and I'm a girl. I seriously can't list all the reasons why I want to just end my life. I also wish people liked me more. It seems like everybody hates me. When I came into 8th grade this year people hate me more because during the summer i kind of turned emo. Don't hate me for it im trying to stop being emo, but nobody will let me. When I try to buy like a pink shirt my mom or my grandma says oh you don't like pink you like black, black looks better on you. When I told my mom about suicide a number of times she never listens. She even saw my notebook with all my drawings for christ sake. I didn't want her to ofcourse, but since she seen it i would expect her to say something, but no. I've been depressed for years. I don't even know when it started. People always hated me. Even all the adults hate me. I wish I could just start it all over. Every night when I try going to sleep, I try strangling myself, but as hard as I try it won't kill me. I just can't kill myself with a knife, because I just can't. I believe in God too, I pray to him all the time. But he just won't help me it seems. I'm Catholic, sometimes I doubt God. But now I'm trying to turn to him more than ever, I pray almost every second of the day. If something in my life doesn't change soon, you are never going to hear of me. If I kill myself will I go to hell? I don't want to die, I just want it all to be different. No one will help me. Please help.|