|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?
|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.|
|24 Oct 2007||Don't!! I have been burdened at times with the same thoughts. I am middle aged and whilst in my memory the first time may have been when I was about 15 there may have been times prior to that. Things happened to me, I did things to others, my anger has ensured that I have from time to time hurt others without understanding why. These thoughts have at times led me to contemplate my own demise and how this may benefit me and others. It benefits no-one!! I unfortunately....or maybe fortunately have been in a position to see what the outcome is when people take their lives and the affect on others especially those who love them. Undeniably bad....
For your sake....for those that love you and for the world that will unltimately benefit from your contribution small or large....seek help.....please...don't do it!!!!!
|23 Oct 2007||Marley||Howdey all. Im 25 and have tried to kill myself about 4 total times so far. Im not going to lie I kind of feel like I would like to make another attempt. Im nothing special, I have the same outlook on life I see many posters have on this site. Im lonely, looking for someone, depressed all those things horrible things add up after a while and So far iv ran a car in my garage (chickened out after about 2mins maybe if I took sleeping pills and was unconscious it might have been successful), I also put a gun to my head (Chickened out obviously), Also tied to overdose on perscripsoin painkillers (that just lead to a hospital visit and had to drink a lot of charcoal eww). Anyway im thinking about a tobacco extraction and poisoning myself . O well we will see|
|22 Oct 2007||Zach||the only reason i dont kill myself is because i'm afraid of hell more than i am of earth. i disappoint everyone around me. i can never live up to my expectations. i hate myself so so so much and maybe this world would be better without me. i need help. not many people understand me because i am surrounded my a christian family and christian school and no one understand a THING that is going on in my life. i think i may just do it. it's all i have.|
|22 Oct 2007||nobody||When your 13 or younger, these thoughts may be overwhelming and caused by a fleeting problem, that doesn't seem so insignifigant at the time. But, for others, like me, this feeling, these thoughts, they never end! I have had them intensely since about age 12, I am now 21. Why should a person have to live with such a horrible life? I have finally given up. Today I will die. I have tried medicine, therapy, religion, and nearly everything else imagionable. This won't be easy, I am married to a great guy who loves me, but I feel nothing. I have family who might miss me, but yet I am somehow detached. These were the reason's I hadn't done so yet, but this is for me. I have always done what people want. I am now ready to end this depression. I realize now that I am only a burden on those I love. good bye|
|22 Oct 2007||alex N||so, my life is finally cuming to an end, im gettin a gun on the 17th XD, im gna blow my brians out the second i get it, ive had enougth of living here, im gna take the next step, theres a world out there and thats where i wanna b, thx every1 who has responded to my posts over the last 2 years, n i just wanna say i love this site, i hope u all find ur happy ending, but from me, i guess it goodbye.......|
|20 Oct 2007||Chrisy||i dont know but i am Considering doing it and im 13 I cut myself several times a day I have bin doing it for the last 3 years its the only thing that keeps me from killing myself|
|20 Oct 2007||klee||i honwstly tried to kill myself last night, i can't cope anymore. i had to go for a brain scan yesterday and then my boyfriend dumped me. im agoraphobic, i have panic attacks and servere depression. i've had a life of pure tradgedy and i can't cope with it anymore. i've told one of my friends to make my myspace account into a memorial site if i die.
this is me...it says im in a relationship but im not. i just cant change it.
my arm is carved to pieces....i dont want to die and i dont want to live.
this is me
|19 Oct 2007||Tired & Beaten'||Every time I said I felt depressed & suicidal, I was told that it would get better, that I should hang in there... but my sad truth is that it never did.
I've never had "true friends" they were all casual high school buddies that I would hang around. I have always felt lonely, even when I tried to hug my mother for comfort, to feel that I was loved cared for, she always rejected me or turned me away...I will never know why...
This is how I am, dead and cold inside, looking for a way to end it all. I've seen some ways to commit suicide but they seem painful/ or they have the risk to be "botched". I don't want to experience more pain. I've lost all hope, finding a way to commit suicide led me to this site
I met many people through out my sad life and I've found out that people can be cruel and destructive. I've heard people say if you commit suicide is a sin...but to me there's no such thing.
So here I am, trying to see which methods fits me, a gun blast or car smog...