|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?
|06 Oct 2004||MeLissa||actually, WTF? i actually thought this site would help me fuckin find a way to kill myself. my mom is a real bitch and critizes everything about me. My skewl grades are down. i dont play volleyball anymore. my only friends are all pot head. I NEED A FUCKIN NEW LIFE. why the fuck did give me such a fucked up one? im so serious. i wanna just down a bottle of sleeping pills but what if that shyt doesnt work? n e suggestions? im so fuckin serious. i wana end this shyt. IM SYCK OF IT|
|13 Sep 2004||gva1116||Let me tell you my story!
I´ve always been an outsider, I don´t belong anywhere. When I was little, everybody teased me. Everyday was pure hell for me. This continued all the wey to the seventh grade. I met some friends wich a really got along with. We had the blast together!
My parents separated when i was nine, and ever since that day, I hate them! I hate them both! Not because they separated, but because they can´t understand me! Noone does...
Me and my sister fights every day and I don´t know how long it´s been since i´ve got my monthly money!
Then, I found out that I´m bisexual. I told a guy that was gay, he told a friend of his and my best friend found out about it, they live 30 miles from eachother. To this day, I still don´t know how he met the guy. Anyway, he found out about it. So, of course, he told HIS friend. They promised me that they weren´t gona tell a soul, so they left me emptyhanded, completely without friends just because I´m bisexual. When school started, I thought it was going pretty well. They left me alone and i was glad for that. But then, the rumors was spreading: "Is he gay? Oh, man! I knew it!"
Now, the whole school knows about it and I have no friends. My family knows about it, but they accept it. I can´t stand a day without having suicide thoughts in my head.
I´ve been wanting to do it ever since the 4th grade, but i´m afraid of the pain... /From a lonely teenager
|13 Sep 2004||Tim||I'm 17, i have tried to kill myself. Life is fucking horrible. I just get blown everyday and hope it gets better. I am depressed as hell though. I hope every night i wont wake up in the mornin.|
|09 Sep 2004||trinh||i just want it to go away, the feeling of abandonment, it's taking too much of me, it's like i can't breathe. my heart beats fast. i hate it, it's like it hurts. but i can't die from it. worse ever.
depression is the worst, i wish someone could just take this all away from me. i can't help this feeling, it just lingers. i'm desperate for someone just to take it away. even if it means killing myself.. i'm too scared to, i just hope to get killed. somewhere somehow. i hate myself.
|08 Sep 2004||Michael||hi well i've lost the will to live in a home of an angry mother who thinks i'm not good enough for anything and a father who is never home..... i thought about it and i realized it would be easier to just end it of course people would be sad but they would get over it and live the best life they could possibly leave. i've never done drugs or drank booze or anything i'm in the clean frame of mind i just give up i can never be good enough for my mother who threatens me by saying she'll hit me or kick me out i'm tired of my father never being around i'm tired of living in the god damn place i'm sick of living, period.
i dont think anyone can help me now
|07 Sep 2004||WHY R GIRLS SO EVIL TO ME||IM 28 AND LIFE IS SHIT ALL I EVER WANTED WAS TO SETTLE DOWN HAVE A FAMILY AND B HAPPY WELL WHEN I WAS 16 I MEET THIS GIRL FELL IN LOVE WITH HER SHE GOT PREGNANT I WATCHED THE BABY BORN AND EVERYTHIING THEN ON MY 21ST SHE TELLS ME HE AINT MINE, I WAS WORKING AWAY ALOT TO GIVE HER ALL SHE WANTED AND WHEN I WAS SHE WAS SHAGGING MY BEST MATE AND THAT WHO D BABY TURNED OUT TO B, IT WRECKED MY LIFE FROM HAVING ALL I EVER WANTED TO HAVING NOTHING I TRYED TO KILL MYSELF I TOOK 90 DG.S AND AFTER A WHILE I FELT THEM NOT WORKING SO I SLASHED MY WRISTS OPEN VERY DEEP AND MANY TIMES. MY MUM WHO WAS MENT TO B OUT ALL NIGHT AND SHE STILL DONT KNOW Y SHE CAME BACK, BUT SHE FOUND ME IN A BIG POOL OF BLOOD. I GOT RUSHED TO HOSPITAL WHERE I HAD TO BE BROUGHT BACK 3 TIMES. I HATED HER FOR SAVING ME STILL DO FOR D FIRST TIME I HAD NO PAIN OR HURT. I STARTED SELF HARMING QUITE BAD. ANYWAY WE MOVED AWAY FROM THE AREA TO GET ME AWAY. AFTER GETTING MY HEAD BACK TOGETHER I STARTED A NEW LIFE WELL I FOUND ANOTHER GIRL WE GOT ON GREAT. THEN I LOST MOST OF MY EYE SIGHT THROUGH NO FAULT OF MY OWN WELL SHE LEFT ME BECAUSE OF THAT. IM A REALLY LOVING KIND LAD NUT NOW IM SO LONELY I DONT WANT TO GO ON IM JUST LIVING TO DIE. I WASNT THE PRETTIEST OF LADS TO START WITH NOW IM REGISTERED BLIND NOBODY WILL WANT ME SO I JUST CANT SEE D POINT. ITS SO LONELY AND SCARY WITH MY EYES I LIVE ON MY OWN AND DONT SEE ANYONE, IVE ALWAYS TREATED FEMALES WITH RESPECT NEVER GONE TO HIT OR HURT THEM BUT YET THEY DESTROYED ME, SO WHAT IS THE POINT IM NEVER GOING TO B IN LOVE AGAIN AND THATS ALL IVE EVER WANTED, I CANT EVEN GET KILLING MYSELF RIGHT SO IF ANYONE AS GOT ANY GOOD IDEAS TO GET ME OUT OF THIS FUCKED UP WORLD PLZ TELL ME
|06 Sep 2004||kay||hey well my life is soo fucked and has always been fucked and im only 16! ive tried to commit suicide by slitting my wrist untill the blood started clotting and i passed out...the next thing i know im in a fucking mental ward....i want to die so bad but i want the attempt to fucking work i was thinking about stabbing myself with a kitchen knife...does anyone know where i have to stab in order for death to be effective??? please help thanx.....feel free to email me to read my morbid thoughts and poetry|
|04 Sep 2004||Laura||Hello everyone, I really do fucking need help. I'm 13 and ever since January this year I've been trying to kill myself in many various ways. Earlier this year I lost my baby, I'm not a slut or anything, my ex raped me. I've been so down. This morning, I have cut myself so many times. I have loads of cuts on my wrists and all the way up my arms. I don't really have no one to go to for help. My so called besy friend always thinks I'm making stuff up and just says to me "Things will get better, you'll see" But they haven't at all. The other day I had a large kitchen knife up to my throat. Now everyday I'm either crying my heart out, cutting myself or anything else that's suicidal. Please help me. If you have any advice for me please e-mail me or add me to your buddy list, if you have any problems yourself maybe we can talk about our problems together.|
|29 Aug 2004||Li Dao||Today I finally realized how trivial of creatures were individually are here on Earth and can so easily be unnoticed. I went to the Minnesota state fair today. There were almost 200,000 others there today, Absolutely no one recognized me, not one. No one cared if i was there or not including my own mother. For a person with terminal depression and has suffered metal abuse for 14 years like me, that what I experienced today, brings my own finality to that much more of a resonable cure for this tormenting illness. No one will miss me or even notice that I am gone. For one minute do you think this same day next year anyone at the fair will notice that I am not there? yeah right. I have no other family, no real friends, I am just a speck on this earth. I will die on october 15th. I have 2 ambien pills I got from someone. They are prescription sleeping pills that help you sleep in about 15-20 minutes. I will take them, go to bed and peacefully pull the drawstring bag over my head and take my last earthly breaths and die in peace. I will wakeup in the comforting arms of Angels and those that have gone before me in death. That is the only cure for this terrible disease for me. It is not tragic, no no, it is humane, same as if I had a incurable cancer or something. I will talk to anyone from now until then about how you feel in your own situations. I do not advocate death, by no means, but it can and is a cure sometimes for those who will never despite all good intentions of everyone, be freed from the inner hell that major depression has on them.
My e-mail is Li_dao04@yahoo.com
May all of you who battle every day in despair take care of yourselves and your loved ones. Li
|28 Aug 2004||Lauren||i need someone to help me i dont know what to do with myself my mental illness is killing me breaking me to the point of a knife how do i do this without killling my family ?????????|
|24 Aug 2004||becka lariviere||hey ,
i still havnt been helped ima 15 and it is driving me crazy!!
i say being a teen is alot of work i try to be as good of a friend as i can be but i guess no matter wat i do i cant suceed. and some of the people that are mad at me right this minute really matter to me and like no matter wat i say or i do she wont change her mind. and that is the painful part!
also my home life is tearing me apart no matter wat i do i dunt get any attention or love from either parents and like right now in my life i want my parents and wat really sucks is i wont ever get it! i juss got off all the drugs have been clean off crack and coccaine, special k, extocy. it took me soo long and yet i tought i would be better off but yet i aint and soo now i dunt know wat to do pull suicide or stay on da drugs and da drugs will end up taking me out aneways soo i dunt know please if anyone reads dis please help me give me sum advise i really am asking for it. i hope it izt too late wen i finally get an ancerw back!!
|12 Aug 2004||Kat||Hi its me again ,
Not much going on here, the same ole thing just a different day, Still have a lump on my head from him, Will it ever go away? I have alot of headaches. He hit me the other day . I know i should leave, but no where to go, I tryed asking my father of all people for money to help me, but he never got back to me, tomorrow is my sons birthday and he will not get a birthday present , I feel worthless that I can not even get my kid a birthday present, He want a guitar , it only cost 200. I asked my b/f to get it for him, but he always says no money , i do not understand, i live without a telephone so i have no way to contact anyone, he has it so i can hardly go on the internet, its like i am a prisoner in my own home. i hate living like this and i think more and more of just sending my kids with their dad and just ending my life, they do not need to live like this, they are great kids and deserve much more than this, i am looking for a job and hopefully i get one, but hard to get one with no phone number to put on your application.
I have been so depressed i sleep all day, i am suprised i am up now . maybe i will go back to bed, i do not want to think of my son's birthday, he will be 15 , well sorry for eveything i do not need to bring everyone down with me,
|10 Aug 2004||Shiqi||Im 21. My father doesnt love me, he wishes I was a boy. But unfortunately, according to the one child policy every family can just have one child. My grandma hates me because my father isnt that rich. She also hates my mother because her family isnt rich, either. My dad treats my mom so badly because he looks down upon her, he never ever loves her. My childhood is filled with their fights-Hes yelling at her; He beats her. It always ends up with my moms crying while shes picking up the broken furniture. When I was little I blamed it to myself for not being a good girl, so I studied hard and finally entered one of the best universities. But everythings still the same. No body but my mom loves me. Most of my friends just take advantage of me. And now I find out that things have become worse. My father didnt allow me to date until I entered the university-He even talked to the boys mother not to let her son talk to me. We were 14 that time. And now I even don't know how to talk to guys. Im sick of the school life. Most of the people there are very snobbish. Theyre fake when theyre with you. I skip most of the stupid classes, which would be unbelievable when I was in high school. Every night I go to sleep and hope I will never wake up. Im addicted to rock. I live in my own world. I become an unsociable people. Cant remember how many nights Ive been sitting in the corner crying, wishing someone to help me or just shoot me. Someone to take me away from here, far far away. Lifes struggle but Im not the right person. Im very much assured that its too hard for people like me to survive in this world. My birth is a big mistake. I dont belong here. I tried suicide last winter. I cut my wrist successfully but my friend sent me to the hospital. I still remember how the knife cut, how the blood bleed and spread on the floor and my jeans. It shouldn't have come to this I know it breaks moms heart but I really dont know what else to do. I want to shoot myself but I don't have any access to guns, actually no one except the people in the army are allowed to have guns. And this is why sometimes I hate my country though most of the time I love it. Im suffering eating disorder and I have personality disorder-avoidant, borderline. I hate myself and I want to die.|
|09 Aug 2004||I Want To Die||I am 22 years old. As long as I could remember I have wanted to die. I grew up being deformed and ugly. No one loves someone who is ugly no matter how nice they are. It has made me bitter and sad. I can't stand living anymore. I met a girl, her name was Maria, she was so beautiful and she loved me for 2 years. But her parents kept telling her to dump me because I am ugly all the time. All the time telling her that I am ugly until she finally dumped me. Now I am alone, all the time. The misery is too much to bear. I pray for death. My family is poor, I am ugly, I have no hope. Someone help me die. Someone help me... Give me a reason to live, or kill me...
I pray for death. I pray for it but there is no god and it never comes.
|04 Aug 2004||Marcus||If yall think you have it bad then go on and jump off ur roof head first or try and O.D. Im 16 years old and I've been thinking about it since the fifth grade. Recently I put adderal in a serving size container of jam and gave it to a kid thinking he would just settle down and concetrate on his work. He O.D'd and had to be sent to childrens hospital. If anything I would kill myself if I wasnt a pussy about it. I have fucking felony charges against my ass and unlike you who have loser parents I have parents that expect big things from me. I started cutting myself and O.Ding but its not as fucking easy as it looks My email Is fatherXIX@yahoo.com And My AIM is Fatherxix, IM me or email me if u can help me|
|03 Aug 2004||Laura||ok y would under 13 want to die u know nothing of life and how hard it is u live off ur parents im a teen mom and i am suicidal i hate life but when i was 13 i loved it i had friends and could come and go and play now im tied down with a 2 year old and im only 17 im married to a 44 year old and hate it but i need suport some how i fuck him he takes care of me and my daughter i should have never opened my legs i could have been somthing EVERYONE HATES ME NOW IM SO FUCKING BLOODS ON MY HANDS AND FACE I DONT KNOW Y IM NOT AFRAID TO CRY BUT THATS NONE OF UR BUSINESS PEOPLE = SHIT Inside I Stand Alone i need serenity Broken home last resort one step closer to the edge and im about to break save me from my nightmare|
|01 Aug 2004||Jason||I cannot answer this question, but wanting to know how.. I've been wanting to commit suicide for god only remembers. Growing up both parents fought like crazy.. My brother and I never had the emotional support all the other kids around us growing up did.. I mean I'm not saying this for anyone to feel sorry for me. I'm sure a lot of people probably had it.. But I guess I wasn't strong enough to look pass it. Growing up I was teased, ridiculed, put down, troubled by everyone. YOu name it Family members, friends, teachers everyone. The only person that I had was me, myself and I. Till I met someone that made me feel on top of the world. He showed me the true meaning of what love is. I've never felt anything like it. He made me feel incredibly happy, but at the same time really really sad.. all in all I was in love.. We were together for about 4 yrs through high school and went through so much shit.. He was suicidal. Why?? I had no Idea. I felt that he was PERFECT. He was my angel. He was the only reason why I was living, why my life was worth living. And for him to want to leave. I just didn't understand. Straight a student, athletic, handsome, great family, I just didn't understand. Before all this happen he had no idea of my thoughts.. And I told him I've thought about killing myself, but after I met him it changed. I told him you gave me a reason to live.. It still didn't change his thoughts. He thought he was worthless.. A month would pass and he would be totally fine, like nothing happened.. I didn't get it... He later broke my heart and left me to be with someone else.. I was in pain. I did try killing myself after, but of course someone had to save me... and did.. I came to a relization that I might have a reason why I'm still here.. Sure enough I lived and still am trap in helll. I picked up a eating disorder. I felt that the only thing that comforted me and made me happy was food.. I noticed I started gaining weight. So, I thought that the easiest way to keep the weight off was to throw up afterwards and so that's what I did.. At first it wasn't at all bad I would do it twice a month or something started working out more instead.. But during this time I still was over my broken heart. It was always on my mind, next year came aroung a receive a phone call.. He was dead.. what the fuck, he broke my heart, I'm finally getting over it and he kills himself and he hurts me even more... Me suffering so much because of him. And now this... Selfish thoughts take over me.. I calmed down and finally realized why.. I spoke to his friends and they had told me he was bipolar.. No one took it seriously and because of that he's gone.. It's been three years and I've still found no meaning to life.. After all that's happened u would think I would be more determined to live and learn from his mistakes.. u know.. Live for him... Stop thinking of myself, but that's all I got... Now I'm here contimplating on how I'm going to do this... Still with my eating disorder that has controlled my life... It's the only thing that comforts me.. I am nothing.. I think of food and it makes me feel better. It numbs me from the reality I live in.. How I'm a worthless fake that does not deserve to live.. I am a fake fake fake... I know after this I'm not going to kill myself.. I'll be living my same fucking dumb ass life.. Alone and fake is what I am.. My smiles are a mere illusion of what I truly feel.... I'm going to go eat and throw up and wish tomorrow would be different......|
|01 Aug 2004||andrew||Hey my name is andrew. Im 19 and ive been having suicidal thoughts for years. I dont really want to die but there isn't really anything else for me. My parents are losers, not that they hurt me or anything. My dad just sits around all day and my mom just works. Its like ive been living alone all my life. Its so fucked up. Everyone that has ever gotten to know me knows ill end up killing myself but none do anything about it. Its just all fucked up and theres nothing i can do about it.|
|31 Jul 2004||kaylie||hey guys i no i just put something up but for anyone who needs to talk email me @ DumbBlonde121289@aol.com or add me to your buddy list, i really need someone to talk to too so maybe we can help each other
|31 Jul 2004||kaylie||if you're here to say suicidal ppl are selfish, sign the fuck off... do u know what it's like to be suicidal? huh? it haunts you. every waking moment, every second of every day, pulsing at your temples, eating away at your insides. you dread the dawning of a new day. you go to school wearing a mask; on the outside, you're just another student in the halls, another player on the lax field. Inside, you are deteriorating... and yet you feel nothing. you are so numb to the pain that the only way to feel again is to cut. your scars become your badges of courage, constant reminders of what you've been through and overcome. you are so alone. you can't concentrate in class, but you don't have to. you'll be dead before the homework is due, anyway. you hear yourself speak or watch yourself join your family for dinner but it's not really you. you are already dead, and all you want is for your body to be dead too. Do you know what that's like? I'm fourteen and i can't even count the number of times i've tried to kill myself... once it's in you, it never leaves. i'm sry to all u guys whose lives suck and stuff, it'll get better, but for all you ppl who think we're weak and crap, kindly fuck off|