|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?
|26 Aug 2007||karma||im 13 and i want to commit suicide Sooo bad im sick of ym fucking life i got raped when i was 12 by my step dad my mom doesnt beleive me and he does it to my older sister as well my mom doesnt beleive any shit that comes out of our mouths shes on his side when i get back from school my sister is always crying her eyes out she left home like a week ago now im just wanna die end my life and go to a better place soo the world can just get fucked i hate you all no one even cares if i tell police they will just give him a fine or something he also cheats on my mom i saw a women walking out of the house with cash in her hand fucking slut he does it all the time he comes home drunk my moms a slut everyone i know is a slut... im so depressed im gonna hut my fucking hand off|
|26 Aug 2007||marshall fisher||hey its me again (the one tear away kid) is final, life sucks but not for long cuz im breaking my window consume al the mother f¤¤king meds in the house cut my wrists with the broken glass and jump. i want to die so bad please talk me out of it.|
|25 Aug 2007||Dylan||well suicide attempt 1 didn't work instead i ended up getting completely smashed i know the pain will never stop hurting but i wish letting it all go is as easy as turning of a lightbulb i want to end it.|
|23 Aug 2007||deepster||No easy way to say this. I'm suicidal. My life totally blows. When I was a little girl my aunt molested me. I have so many issues. I am looking for an easy way at least not to painful.|
|23 Aug 2007||samrita||Overdose on paracetamol. I'm gonna do it myself in about 2 hours. I've got 80 (they're easily available!) but the more, the better. Also drink lots of alcohol, maybe steal some from your parents cupboard. It'll work. God bless you, I don't know why you want to kill yourself...but I feel your pain...I'm a total failure =(|
|23 Aug 2007||Dylan||im 13 and i need help how do i commit suicide qick and and painlessly. i suck at school i think i have no life so ni do what ever i want to do. 2 dyas ago i called my english teacher a bitch. i just ant to end it so if some one could give me a few i dears about it thanx|
|22 Aug 2007||conroy||hey im only 12 and i wanna kill myself. my girlfriend is always mad at me 4 no reason nd i wanna just slit my throat nd die . i just dont kno wat to do anymore im trying to think of good things tht coold happen nd the 1 friend thinks it wooldnt be worth it to do it but i dont kno.|
|22 Aug 2007||dave||Well i am only 14 and i have tried to kill myself many many times. all failed because sum1 has got in the way. But if youi really would like to die (like me) then go ahead. just take some advice f you want to hang yourself dont use a scarf (it tears easy). so i say the best way to kill yourself would be a knife to the neck or jump off a very tall building. just done cut yourself that shit aint good for you. make it quick. thats all i have to say.|
|22 Aug 2007||unknown!||i dunno but i wanna die!!! i cant live no more!
no iam not under 13!
|22 Aug 2007||Jodie||I'm 12, 13 next february, and ever since I was 9, i've been cutting myself. Before i first cut myself, I was beaten up in school and my friends, who i'd been with for years, either moved to a different place, or didn't seem interested in me anymore. I started hiding razors from my mum, and cut my ankle, because no one could see there. A year later, me and my brother moved to a different school because the bullying got worse every month. When we moved school, straight away, people started swearing at me, throwing sharp stuff at me, and chasing me with chairs. My mum told the school about this, but they did nothing at all about it. I made only 2 friends during the 2 years at my new school, but 1 of them, Chloe, moved to Oxford, and thats when suicide came into my head. SUICIDE, SUICIDE, SUICIDE. Rebecca, she was unpopular as well, and because we were bullied, it ruined our friendship. Last year, I went to high school. All the girls there hated me, and spreaded rumors that i was lesbian and lots of other hurtful stuff. Then i started cutting my wrists with the razor. The girls still hate me, and i'm starting to take pills from my mums medicine cabinet. I wish the kids did kill me in primary school. My life is never gonna get any better.|
|21 Aug 2007||MOB||Someone please reply. I'm 15 and I have a life. Mom and dad are seperated but that's no big deal. I got people who care for me and popular at school. A and B student and football runningback. The problem is that I suffer from mental illness. Borderline schizophrenia and minor dementia which I should be in a mental clinic for. I also believe I might be pyschopathic which troubles me. I have all the symptoms such as high I.Q., extrovertiness, persuasive and barely feel emotions. Never happiness or sadness. I hallucinate about everything just turning gray and distorted for hours. I rarely sleep and when I do I have reoccuring nightmares. My only intrests are women and seeing death(for lack of a better word.) I'm a strong agnostic so religion does nothing for me. I sometimes think about killing others and how to do it. I'd want to mutilate them just so I can be known for something. I'd rather feel sadness then nothing at all in my humble opinion. Life doesn't mean much to me. I've had close friends shot and close family members die and it doesn't affect me. I'm unsure if I should kill myself just to protect others. None of my friends or family know about my problems except my pyschiatrist(Who has not told my family for he knows if he did I might become worse.) These kids who have family issues and other petty problems; try and remember that there is no problem that lasts forever. I understand I'm being a hynocrite by saying that. I believe when you die that you just die. Nothing but black, no dreams, no heaven, no hell, reincarnation or anything like that. Be happy that you have the ability to be feel whether it's happy or sad. Because too me right now there is no difference if I live or die.If my family knew what I knew they would hopefully understand how I feel. What should I do?|
|20 Aug 2007||Waiting||Ever since middle school I've thought of killing myself. I was always part of the picked on group. The small group to the side not many people wanted to hang out with. I think my suicide thoughts back then were more of a way to show people how much hate was built up inside. I always thought of walking out in the courtyard in front of everyone and shooting myself in the head.
But I'm a different person now. I think of suicide for different reasons now. Perhaps as equally selfish or stupid, but I can't help it.
While I used to be picked on a part of the nerdy type group, I've always been the guy who everyone likes. I've had friends from all different groups of people, though I have still felt pressure. In my second year of high school, all my friends had left for other schools and the only friend left was a loner just like me who ended up leaving the school because he punched a bastard who probably deserved it anyways. It seemed his goal in school was to torment those as much as they tormented him. Unfortunately it left me in the dust.
Even though I've had friends, I've been a loner every since 7th grade. I hated going over to friend's houses. I don't know what in me changed because I use to be a normal kid, despite being picked on.
I was also raised in a middle class home, despite going to a fairly upper class private school paid for in part by my grandparents and a grant. I always felt slight pressure from that. But even moreso are the dreams my parents have for me. My dad doesn't want me to have his life. He didn't go to college because his father didn't want him to. My grandfather owns a bowling alley and my dad has been working in the back of the bowling alley in a screenprinting shop his whole life. He figured he was working his way to eventually own the bowling alley. My grandfather recently passed away and left the bowling alley to his wife.
I've lived primarily with my mom for my whole life. She's been overprotective, to the point where I never had much contact with girls even though I had the chance. I've had chances with girls but never took them or was held back. I'm 20 and I've never touched a girl in any way.
I've always quit before I ever excelled in anything. Piano lessons...quit, even though I play the keyboard to let my emotions out quite frequently. I can't dedicate myself to anything. I've always considered myself fairly well balanced. I'm good at many things. I've never had to strive for good grades. I'm always complimented on my artistic abilities, even though I know I could be ten times better if I devoted myself.
But I can't. And there I was in college trying to figure out what I want to do. Computer science...I quit. Graphic design...I quit college altogether. I took a break from school over the summer. Figured I'd get a job. Took a job from my step-dad but ended up doing a screen printing job because the other job was too hard and I was interested in screen printing. I disliked the people. I hated feeling like, even after months, like I'm this new guy and every thing I do is wrong or they have to make some comment on it.
So I quit because I have anger management issues and I shoved my mom and yelled in her face and had the cops called on me. Betrayed because she was scared. As if I'd do something to harm her. I spend my time harming myself. When I fuck up, I hurt myself. I bash my hand. I bash my chest. I don't cut. I don't take too many pills. I just like the feeling of blunt pain.
So now I'm stuck. Should I go back to college? If I don't, I have loans and other issues to pay for. Should I work? For what? My own survival? I don't even want to live, so how can I be motivated to do anything.
I've never felt apart of this world. I have no desire to grow up and make money and live, no matter how successful I may be. I have great potential, it's not like I'm some waste of blood. Perhaps my ego is too big. I consider myself greater than many people. I have a hard time creating bonds with people because I see through bullshit. I see through stupidity. I see too many carbon copies of people walking around.
So here I am. I think to myself, if I had a gun right now, I would most likely try. I don't know why a gun. It just seems right. I can't stand the though of self strangulation. Poisoning myself. Bleeding myself. Something about a loud noise and and explosion of blood just seems right.
But now you see the other side of me. I quit because I'm lazy. I quit because I have no motivation. Where am I going to get a gun? Even if I knew where, I'd have to go out and get it. A young looking guy who's never used a gun and would look green in some gunshop buying a gun. Too much pressure just to get the thing I need. So maybe I'm not ready. I'm not ready for life and I'm not ready to die. What am I supposed to do. Sooner or later my parents will kick me out. I will feel constant pressure from them to get a job before that. I can't just be lazy. But if I go to college it would be for them, not me.
I left college to figure out who I was. But I haven't. I haven't even tried. I can't. How am I supposed to tell my family that I just want to go away where no one knows me. I don't want to be in contact with you. How do I tell them that? I'm too strapped in here where I am. I need to start anew.
But life is all about pressure. All about what people will think. All about obligation.
I've always had this weird notion that I'm supposed to die in some heroic way. I've thought of joining the military. Throwing my life on the line. Fearless. Forcing myself in bad situations so that I don't have to do the honors of killing myself.
But I'm waiting for something to happen. Something to bring me back. But I doubt it will happen. You have to go out and actively seek things in life but I just have no motivation to do so and I don't know how to change my motivation.
So maybe one day. Maybe one day I'll be gone. Maybe one day I'll build up enough willpower to kill myself. Until then, I'm stuck here feeling pressures that I don't wish to feel because I'm to cowardly and unmotivated to make myself a better person.
|17 Aug 2007||mandy||im so depressed i cant help but think what a failure i am at everything my family call me names like whore brat my dad treats me like shit cause i was "the accidental" child my dad and mom bash me i even got bruses on my arms and legs to prove it i just wanna see her face after i die i got the best suicide plan laid out im gonna cut my throte in front of them and when i drop dead theyll see what i am they probebley wont even do a funeral theyll put me in a cardboard box and throw me away i cant wait to see there faces :( you know what stuff the world no one knows i exsist.|
|17 Aug 2007||keisha||i am 10 my parents r split my aunts twins died n my dad moved to sudbury n my dad has anither fuckin kid with a different woman the kids name is lenny ever stupid name my mom drinks so how is a good way to kill my self???email me.please|
|10 Aug 2007||Sara||I'm 19 now, and as far back as I can remember I have wanted to commit suicide, or at least hated my life. I live in a rich family, but you wouldn't know from my appearance. I have an older brother, who gets all the attention and love. For a good 6 years, my mom's friends didn't even know I existed. I wonder if I was an accident. For the past 7 years, my mom has put me down about my weight (she'll buy a pair of pants that are too small, say I can fit in them and when I can't she shows me she can and then starts telling me I need to lose weight), my intelligence, my height, my art (which I used to be proud of) and various other things. It's constant arguments about nothing at all. Right now, I am grounded because my brother hit me. My dad used to get so angry at me if I didn't understand something, he threw books or other items on the table at me. Once he tried throwing me down the stairs. Freshman year of high school, the school found out and he was forced to stop. Friends take advantage of me. They know I'll do anything for them, so the say jump and I do, but when I ask for favors they turn the other cheek. I just finished my freshman year of college, and had 2 room changes due to shitty roommates. My first roommate told me how fat and dumb I am along with when I can eat, sleep, do homework, turn on the fan, have a friend in the room, or be in the room in general. My second roommate was crazy. She spread rumors that my boyfriend raped me twice (which was false), and then threatened to kill me 5 days before school ended and finals began. I have never had a true best friend. When I think I have someone, I lose them due to something like I won't convert to their religion, in a grade below them when they move to middle school, or moved and decided life is better if they start completely new. Granted, this is not even close to the whole story, but it is unnecessary to write everything.
I know I just ranted, but I think I needed to write something down to help myself. We focus on all the negative things because in life we are told we are suppose to be happy. Society makes us believe life is always happy. It's not. Quote from a movie called 28 Days "No one adult human being is happy! People are born, they have a limited amount of time going around thinking life is dandy but then, inevitably, tragedy strikes and they realize life equals loss! The whole point of the game is to minimize the pain caused by that equation! Now some people do it by having kids, or making money, or taking up coin collecting, and others do it by getting wasted." Instead of suicide, I think we all need to find something that makes us truly at bliss. I haven't found it yet.
|09 Aug 2007||jess||i know i cant exactly say you dont kill yuorself everythign will be fine cus i ent gonna lie, i dnt no weva it will be, but ill just say think about living, give life a chance. i hate life, its shit and mine is completely fucked up- i messed up the only chance i ahd for happiness when i gt moved to a foster family cus of the was my family treated me and i messed that up big time just cus my foster parents had rules. somethign i wasnt used to. i think everythign will be ok now but i messed up big time and i can never change wat i did. iv always felt different, lost unloved. my mum didnt give a fuck aobut me she ahted me cus my stepdad hated me. i love mum cus well shes mum but she dosent love me and i cant tell u how much that hurts me. the pain is unbelievable. one of my bests mates ever is in hospital- she slashed up her face neck and stomch and that reli hurt me. this site helps me everyday- iv met soem reli cool people, made some reli nice mates but helped loads of people. if you want to talk- ill try to help add me or email me firstname.lastname@example.org
|08 Aug 2007||colette||light a gasheater, turn it up and block all the openings to the door. get in a nice, warm bath and just drift away. thats what i would have done if we had gasheaters here. im not really sure what i would do otherwise. maybe douse myself in fuel and just light a match. i dont know. im basically too scared of the pain to do it that way. im such a pathetic excuse of a human being i'd probably even fail at killing myself|
|08 Aug 2007||colette||i suffer from bipolar mood disorder and borderline personality disorder. you dont have a clue how much i want to die. life just isnt worth it to me at all. im poor. i cant even afford the most basic stuff. i have tonsilitis right now and i cant even have my tonsils removed. i fucking hate myself|
|07 Aug 2007||zoe||im 16 yr old n i have written on this site b4 i feel so ashamed becoz im so depressed all the timen i jus want to end it all! thing is i do feel guilty coz ive never been abused or anything lyk that i jus feel usless n as if its my timeb to go! my dad dont talk to me my family dont care about me i jus feel lonely fat n ugly all the time! ALL i want is just 1 reply which will help me find a good way to kill myself i tried n overdose b4 n it didnt work so anything else that may work plz help me go"|
|05 Aug 2007||jessica||Im so sick of life im planning on killing myself tonight i get bullyed every freaken day my freinds arnt talking to me my mom started doing drugs my dad left us life is so depressing i live in foster care thiss is so hard my step family treat me like shit. i close my eye's every night and wish i could sleep forever im only 14 im sick of seeking for help im just writing this to say goodbye to those who give a crap (nobody) :( i cant stop crying anyways i would love to see my foster familys face when i die LOL bye everyone this is the last you hear from me.|