|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?
|23 Feb 2009||christmas jones||I doubt that tonight will be different, so I once again shall skip out and not answer your originaly asked question mouchette.
I feel like the whole cities being constructed ontop of me. Like all the filthy ad space and electric lighting are engulfing me. I hate to talk like this but my reccent thoughts are blurry and confusing and only lead up to clichÃ© descriptions like that.
I just hate waking up feeling so shitty from this.
And my memmories, they're slipping, I'm in and out of day dreams and there are so many loose ends in my head. If someone asked me how my weekend was, tommorow, I don't think I'd know what to say.
I'm emptying out of responces to the real world... and everything is becoming more and more orwellian amd surreal.
I cant help but try to burst out with emotion, just to see if i have any left...
maybe this fever will overcome me and I'll get to sleep sound through these confusing weather patterns.
|22 Feb 2009||slm||I just want to die.
I've felt this way for a year and a half now?
I honestly can say I don't remember being happy.
I'm a substance abuser and I can't stop cutting myself. I think I cut myself just so I won't commit suicide. but I'm sure some day I will anyways. and I hope that day comes soon. I've given up on everything. I'm only fifteen and might drop out of school next year. I'm no idiot I just feel incapable of continuing school. I have no motivation, and if I'm going to live to be older, I don't give a fuck if I end up on the streets because I don't give a FUCK about myself. it seems as though nobody else fucking does either. my friends don't care that I cut, it has no effect on them. but when they think I'm dead it changes things. that's the only time they freaking care. mom doesn't care either. I made the mistake of reaching out for help with a trusted teacher. big fucking mistake. she told the councler, then that stupid councler told my mom. she didn't really care though. she also found out I drink alcohol, and didn't care at all. and as for my "dad" I don't give a fuck about him he can go die. he's abused me, and since nobody will really see this, sexually abused me when I was younger. glad he walked out of my life. I don't know why I'm so depressed. but I am, so.so. much. might have a disorder, and even told my mom that I think I do, but she only laughed in my face so I don't know what to do. I'm the most fucked up person I have ever met. it'd be pretty boss if I could just get sleeping pills and overdose. that's how I think id do it, but I don't know.
once again, so so fucked up.
you know I've even attempted suicide, three times.
hey and guess what, I'm not afraid of trying again at all.
as selfish as this sounds, at this point I don't care if my friends will be sad when I die, I love them. I really do. but I need this.
I can't live like this anymore.
|21 Feb 2009||JusttElly..||I'll start with my age: It's 14. No, I'm not just some emotional teenager. I've been depressed for years. Always been different from all the other kids. I still am.
I feel so alone. I can't take this empty feeling anymore. My life hasn't nothing to it. I do the same thing, usually without thinking! I'm concentrating on other questions like: Will that pole take my weight. Or, what would happen if I just 'slipped' infront of that lorry.
I really can take this. I'm tired of this shit. It's so pointless. In the end, your gunna die anyway, so why wait? Why go through all this. All this shit, to just die?
Think about that one. And you'll be where I am. With a knife in one hand, rope in another and scars everywhere..
|21 Feb 2009||applefish||Ecoute tous les albums du groupe Suicide dans le noir|
|20 Feb 2009||Hannah||Hi guys. I can't really talk to anyone at home about this so here goes. I suppose it is nice just to let things off my chest on this site!!!
I am 13 years old and i really want to die. my mum thinks im a spoilt brat because she sent me to a very posh girls boarding school and i have loads of toys. But the problem is that the things that she sometimes says to me are really mean and i cry nearly everyday. if you are reading this, thinking that i am a stupid, banbyish,rich, posh girls who needs to get a grip, please don't. I'd give all the things that I have just to have a mum who really loves me ,just for being her daughter. If you have already read this far, i say thank. really i do mean it, even though i cant see you and i proberbly never will, it is still nice to know that there is someone out there who really listnes, and who maybe i can call a friend.
I feel a bit better after letting that off my chest. It really does help so if you maybe want to talk to me or just let something off your chest, please do e-mail me.
My msn adress is:-
|20 Feb 2009||Kuborion||Birds flying high you know how I feel
Sun in the sky you know how I feel
Reeds drifting on by you know how I feel
It's a new dawn it's a new day it's a new life for me
And I'm feeling good
Fish in the sea you know how I feel
River running free you know how I feel
Blossom in the trees you know how I feel
It's a new dawn it's a new day it's a new life for me
And I'm feeling good
Dragonflies all out in the sun
You know what I mean, don't you know
Butterflies are all having fun
You know what I mean
Sleep in peace
When the day is done
And this old world is new world and a bold world for me
Stars when you shine you know how I feel
Scent of the pine you know how I feel
Yeah freedom is my life
And you know how I feel
It's a new dawn it's a new day it's a new life for me
And I'm feeling good
|19 Feb 2009||PAT||AT THE AGE OF 13 YOU DONT REALIZE WHAT LIFE IS ACTUALLY ABOUT.YOU HAVE YOUR WHOLE LIFE AHEAD OF YOU TO MAKE RIGHT DECISIONS.I AM 41 YEARS OLD,25 YEARS OF SEVERE DEPRESSION&BIPOLAR.I CANT FIND A GOOD JOB DUE TO A FELONY,MY 18 YEAR OLD SON IS BEING RELEASED FROM JAIL NEXT WEEK.HE IS THE ONLY REASON I CANT KILL MYSELF.HIS FATHER,MY EX HUSBAND DIED OF A MASSIVE HEART ATTACK AT THE AGE OF 5O ON SEPT.16,2008.I AM JUST WAITING ON MY BIG BREAK IN LIFE,A GOOD JOB SO I CAN GET AN APARTMENT,RAISE MY SON AND BE HAPPY.THINGS DONT LOOK TO GOOD.ALL I DO IS CRY.IM HOPING THIS NEW PRESIDENT CHANGES THIS COUNTRY AND CREATES JOBS SO WE HAVE A CHANCE TO TRY TO LIVE SOMEWHAT OF A DECENT LIFE,I JUST DONT HAVE THE HEART TO LEAVE MY ONLY CHILD,HE IS THE LOVE OF MY LIFE|
|19 Feb 2009||jonnie||I will kill myself soon.....|
|19 Feb 2009||lucy||honestly i think suicide is lame. you what? 12 13 maybe younger maybe older and you wanna kill yourself? you havent even lived life yet. before you kill yourself atleast go out and live your life instead of just giving up because you can. trust me i know its not the way to go.|
|18 Feb 2009||Melissa Reed||If anyone's serious and seriously wants help, my yahoo is firstname.lastname@example.org... you can e-mail me or add me to your messenger... I'm always willing to help. It can't rain all the time... eventually the sun has to come out and shine... trust me... I've been suicidal since I was 12 and I stil think about it every day, but I'm never going to do it. If you're in immediate need for help and you can't get ahold of me call 1-800-SUICIDE... I've called this number many times... their people can help you. Talk to you later.|
|18 Feb 2009||Goob||i'm in my 30's and still have such feelings of anger towards other people. it's the little things in the course of a day that really speak volumes. misery really does spread misery. i try to drink my anger away but that's only temporary. how long will it take before this temporary solution stops working, because i know it will. money and other possessions do not fix real problems. i've done pretty well for myself and it makes no difference. good and bad feelings are within all of us, and people and experiences are the only thing that will truly determine how and what feelings are harvested and brought to the forefront of our everyday lives. i keep trying to find that person or experience and the only thing i've found is love. love truly defines a person and i believe is the reason why we are here.. to love and contribute to the growth of human society through love. i hope this helps because everyone reading this should know we are all in the same boat in this world and others have the same feelings, whether they express them or not. stay strong all. - Goob|
|18 Feb 2009||lin||Im 20 and have had suicidal thoughs since i was about 13. ive managed to control it so far due to anti-depressants and self harming. i dont know how long i can keep the thoughts at bay though. its like a dragon. that rears its ugly head when you least want it to. People never believe im depressed or they belittle the fact i am. to onlookers i ahve a fairly good life. Loving parents, a good child hood, a good education and a loving boyfriend. Im very grateful for everything i have but i dont know how to stop feeling so desperate. i feel like im destroying my life slowly but surely causing my friendships and relationships to crumble til im all alone. when im alone i wont be able to affect anyone elses life, to cause them grief. i think it would be better for everyone if i just disappeared. im too much of a coward to kill myself though. i need help. psycs havent helped drugs havent helped, self medicating hasnt helped. what else is there??|
|17 Feb 2009||B||Think of someone you know and how it will affect that person. Go for a run - a long long run so that you can't think about anything except your breathing. Write a few paragraphs on a page about how you feel. Take every opportunity you get to be around people acting and living normal happy lives - it is contagious. Do NOT isolate yourself from those around you. Don't give up on anything going on in your life (like, learning an instrument, a project for school, a job, or a relationship). I know I've thought of suicide so much lately it's crazy (many times daily, now). Not in the dark emotional way, but in a cold and calculated rational way. What's saving me right now is someone who recently came into my life, about 6 months ago. I think if it weren't for her, I wouldn't have a reason to go on right now. I can't advise someone to "find" that person. I feel really lucky to have found her. What's bad is that I can't tell her all that. That's another thing: you can't hold someone hostage with your thoughts of suicide. It is not a tool of leverage. But knowing that someone out there sees things the way you do, no matter how bizarre and crazy you think you are, someone out there is your match.|
|17 Feb 2009||JustElly123||I'll start by stating that my age consists of 14 insignificat years. Of which I have wasted and I dont intent on wasting anymore. My intentions are to end this failure right here, right now.
Drastic? Good! I've spent all my pointless life trying to reassure myself 'Thing'll get better' but it's got to that point where I dont want it to. I'm so use to falling and falling and falling, I'm scared of hitting the bottom. If that makes sence!
Haven't had a great start to life. My Mum died when I was a mere 4 years of age. Since then, I haven't been the same. I have no memories of her at all. I'm not sure whether that's a good thing or not.
My Dad's now re-married to my step-mum and her son kinda tagged along. I hate them both soo much. They make my life miserable. Whatever my step-brother wants, he get. I get jackshit although I'm getting use to this now to the point that it becomes unusual to me, if I actually recieve anything with any significance!
She's attacked me on many ocasions. I recently fought back, niavely thinking I could take her. I ended up worse than usual. As this has been a common occurance, I'm priddy good at hidding it, but in that recent attack I wasn't so fortunate as she completely ruined my already fucked face! My 'friends' at school noticed and questions. At first I saw this as a small glimmer of concer, but later I realised they just wanted to know the lastest gossip.
No one really cares about me. I just cant see any reason for my existance. The reasons stated above, may not seem enough to even contemplate suicide, but believe me, thats the simple version! I didn't want to bore you with my fucked up life story.
Although, during this time I've attepmted suicide twice. Once via hanging which failed mysterably. And the second attepmt was an overdose, which almost suceeded. I was so close. It tore me apart waking up the following day. A part of me died and I returned to my numb self.
Please, help me. I need certain methods. I can't do this anymore..Please!
|16 Feb 2009||y should i tell u my name?||i want to kill my self becuse of my whole family and friends and much more i had no freedom and my whole family hated me although i did loads of good things for them they dont respect me and i got loads of friends its just i have tried 2 exlain things to them but i know they dont understand and at school there is this boy that i like and i dont know if he likes me but i have seen him stare at me and im not sure what to do this other girl likes him and im confused and i just want to kill my self which would be a lot easyier then goin through all of this when i typed in how to kill your self in google and this came up and i totaly feel diffrent now|
|15 Feb 2009||anonymous||I graduated 2 years ago and now I still jobless, no money, in debt, just breakup, no house and everything. For this 2 years no matter what i do it will all ended up in a very bad way. I am so depressed and yet i cant tell anyone my problem. I lost my confident and i cant stay at my parents house anymore. i feel so ashamed and useless. I tried to hope myself gone insane and i lock myself in my room for one year. Will leave my room when i am hungry and thristy only. Then I hope to die but I dont know is it dying is the best way? Oh help me, I am wasting my time and youth ... i am still depressing here... I am afraid to meet my friends ... I am suck!|
|13 Feb 2009||Roz||This is an absolutely cracked out web sight. First of all If your an adult, you know how to kill yourself, and any sensible individual regardless of age can figure out how to do this. This whole web sight makes you come off as a whiny 13 year old emo brat in which case you should kill your stuck up "the world hates me" attitude and do something more constructive with your time. Thirdly, wasn't there an idea like this in the 70s or 80s? That's how I got here in the first place, I was trying to look it up because of an argument I was having with someone over the topic. Suicide is a waste of thought unless you are really suffering from physical agonizing pain with no hope of recovery. I that case I would say have fun doing it. Over does on a really high dose of some crazy drug like Peyote, or jump off a cliff or something. Just don't jump off a building cause you'll hit someones car and make a big mess and just piss everyone off even more.|
|12 Feb 2009||Sasha||a girl in my school hanged herself just last week. her little sister found her. it was unbelievable. i just couldnt believe she would do that. no one knows why she did it, but of course everyone is blaming her mum. i think suicide really leaves parents and family feeling guilty. but then again who gives a flying fuck about them. i wish i had the guts to do what she did.|
|11 Feb 2009||FayeLee||Listen to Queens (rock Band in the 80"s) song "Suicide", and that should help you. The song says it all. The song helped me in my times of suicide. You are loved|
|11 Feb 2009||Joanna||Last sunday I tied a thick rope around my neck, placed the knot in front of my right ear, and stepped down from Goethes Faust, and found myself hanged in the noose. I could watch my red face and bended neck in the mirror, while I was gently swinging in the rope.
Then panick got me, and I stepped back on the book, but for a moment I felt like Esmeralda in Victor Hugos Hunchback of the Nontre Dame.
An exellent sunday, but my throat are bruised, and my voice is raspy, and I might have been very close to death too.....WOW.