Date	Name/email Nom/email	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?
17 Feb 2010	Matt	I'll be honest, I found this because once again I find life a battle. But to be honest I found this a little shocking that we're talking about someone who's thirteen. I'm thirty nine and have batttled depression from when I was thirteen or fourteen. I still fight now and some days are a constant struggle. But all I know is this: This life is a wonderous experience and along the way you will meet beautiful people (as well as the ugly) and you will see amazing days and dark days. Some days you will feel dead to the world and others will feel as vital as any spring day. I'm a photographer now and though depression is still a batttle I wouldn't change it for the world. Don't worry, life will grow around you, the impossible will feel possible and most of the people you hate will vanish. Live because that's all we have. Every minute of every day.
07 Feb 2010	almost there	the best way to kill yourself is to drink yourself to death. I mean, fuck, you'll have some good times, right? you'll go nuts at the bar and dance on tables and get into fist fights and crash your car (if you're lucky you might even kill yourself in a car crash) you'll have sex in stinking toliet cubicles and you'll try to kill your best friends for no reason. well, i know i did. and guess what? if you're hanging around piss heads no one will even raise an eyebrow! hooray for uncontrolled alcoholism! as they say drink until you can't feel feelings anymore! i mean, life can suck balls... hell, i know. i won't go into it, my point is that the best way to make things better is to make a change in lifestyle. no one said it had to be a change for the better.....
02 Feb 2010	cancerofhehead	pills: 1,8% chances of success. worst choice. you d have to spend 6 years of your life in the warp trying in average 50 times to not even hope of succeeding. flying from 12 meter up: 65% of surviving. train: 10% of all attempts ended in survival. germany, that s where i live is the country where people commit suicide the most using train crashes, collision or decapitation, in worst case one in ten, integral amputation. that s how i dreamt MY future. who knows how body react when confronted with high speed train at 10m, 1m i suspect even 30 sec are enough for lethal reflex, the one that makes conscience jump for stupid will of specie to survive, and fail. amputation of both arms, one leg, the head has been sawnd back in place to the head, disjoined to 2/3rd, that s enough saving YOUR life a jugular and a carotidiss have remained intact, your BRAIN DAMAGE noone s bothered, anyway didn t you prefer life with all your limbs, or brain, hi ! hanging. noone knows, it all depends how you plan in, how much noise you make falling down the rope, and with whon you live. neighbours might be enough to save you even if you live alone you ve just borrowed a ladder from them. and EVERYONE knows you re a psycho in the neighbourhood. stop, that s enough i ve been watching this site again from work since experiencing drug induced suicide psychosis in deed. it s over now, let me just warn all about ABILIFY ARIPRIPAZOLE take it maybe if you re feeling low, anhedonic, catatonic, year after you quit, suicide story turns in quick. all effects in all users. i lasted only 2-3 weeks in my case, it can strech over 1-2 months never feel so low in hell, something hits you in the head, dopamine flux in the wrong place do it do it d o it now, quit murder then the voices, not like you hear them i just heard them think, "kill yourself", "etc etc", sorry that s just not when i feel like doing it, i d not end it that way in any case proving them right, i just want to act like death when i DON T CARE, even the pain, i m a medic, i know what it takes, pills dont work , never, in 98.2% of cases they don t, you just vomit in your lungs, whether 50 pills, 100, 200 (i ve not been further), sleeping pills, antidepressants, tranquilizersa, antipsychotics, even mixes won t do. train hangin train hangin
30 Jan 2010	Dalyn	I'm not going to bother telling you my own story, it's not nearly finished yet, and I'd hate to not have an epilogue to offer. So, instead I offer a very real, very sad testimonial to the question at hand: There was a young boy, nine years old that I knew from school. Why a child so young would hate himself so much, or even know the connotation of the word suicide is up for debate. Regardless of what demon he was waging war with in his heart, he deemed it necessary to commit this act himself. He waited for his parents to go out, leave him with his older brother, my friend, Dale, who was only thirteen at the time. Dale asked if he would like to come to my house, ride bikes to get there. His little brother, Eli declined. He said he would rather stay and play video games. When Dale left, Eli disconnected his nintendo, wrapping the cords together to create a strong rope. At about this time, he also went into the medicine closet and digested an entire bottle of his mothers antianxiety medication. He returned to his makeshift noose, stringing it from a wooden rafter on the ceiling in the kitchen. At some point he must have worried this would still not be enough, and went to get a tie of his fathers, wrapping that around his neck along with the cords. He stepped up onto the kitchen counter, leaning forward to wrap and adjust the cords, and stepped off into the abyss. Needless to say Elias did not play a game again. Three years later, riddled with guilt, Dale became addicted to painkillers, supplied by myself, from my grandmothers stock supply. He ended his life the same day, three years later, as his brother. This is a lesson in how suicide directly affects those in your family and around you. If anyone would like to hear my personal struggle and request help, or if you would just like to talk about anything under the sun, you may contact me on AIM: MyUtterVacuity or gunsandnapalm@live.com
27 Jan 2010	Courtney	Hi. I'm a 20 year old female. I stumbled across this site after searching "best way to commit suicide" on Google for about the 5th time this month. I've been battling depression since I was in middle school. The only thing that kept me alive was anime, music, and the friends I created in my head. I went to a psychiatrist when I was about 15-16 and she diagnosed me with major depression, social anxiety, and schizophrenia. I'm sure I'm bipolar too. I was in such a horrible shape. I was so depressed I sometimes didn't even have the strength to take showers in the morning before school and I never did my hair or looked in the mirror. I wore the same 3 outfits every day to school for every week. I cried when I woke up and I cried before bed. I had no friends, but I didn't want any. I convinced myself that humans were evil and I should avoid them at all costs. I started cutting myself when I was 15 because I heard it helps ease the pain. I had major mood swings and I would cry because of everything. My grandma died when I was 14-15. That killed me. Nothing is worse than hearing your own mom crying that she wants to die because her mom died. When you're young, you think grown ups are strong and can solve everything. The saddest thing is realizing that they are just human and they used to be teens once too. The first thing the psychiatrist said after only talking to me a few minutes was "we need to get her to a hospital ASAP!" So I went to a mental hospital for a bit. I never wanted to go back when I got out. That set me straight for a little while and I was determined to become a better person. I got my first boyfriend when I was 15. He was my first love and he was the only person I talked to. He cheated on me and told me to commit suicide. I cried for so long because of that. I recovered after a few years and I finally got a friend when I 17 in hopes that it would make me feel better and make me forget about my ex. He was my best friend. He died shortly after in a car crash. He said that we would go to college together, but we never got the chance. I went to college without him and became depressed because of it. I was so lonely. I slept around with a few guys in hopes of curing my loneliness, but that just made it worse. I got a bad reputation. I got picked on a lot because of it. I've been called just about every derogatory name you can think of. The most depressing things in life are the things that happen to you because of your own damn mistakes; things that you could have controlled, but didn't due to your won recklessness. So here I sit, at age 20, setting an appointment to see the same psychiatrist I saw when I was 15. My mom and I cried in each others arms because of it. She says that belief in God would help me, but God does not help me. Some people get comfort from Jesus, others don't. I wish I did, but I don't. I was a deeply religious 15 year old, and yet belief in God still didn't help. The only thing that helps and is keeping me strong right now is seeing my mom cry when I cry. I know it would kill her if I died. I would never want to put that pain on her or any of my other family members. Suicide is selfish, and selfishness is the cause of all sin. Feel free to hit me up if you ever want to talk: cowilliams1989@yahoo.com
26 Jan 2010	no.	fuck i used to have friends and a girlfriend but then i got caught bythe cops wth drugs. i had been grounded for a year with no contact to my girlfriend and when i get ungrounded what do i find? my best friend with my girl friend. i just started thinking about suicide again. she was the only thing keeping me happy. i have never told anyone because its too weird. i feel if i did tell anyone they would just dismiss it or think im crazy fuck maybe i am.
24 Jan 2010	starfish	Jabb, you are taking a wrong approach. There's no point in waiting for someone to come and magically make your life worth living. People are just like that, they care about themselves, not giving a shit about others, especially those they don't know. Moreover, if you look too needy, you'll scare them away. It's you who has to make the change. Don't make yourself depenent on others, self sufficiency is the key. You are in college so get good at something, it's bound to attract people at a certain point, even if they just ask you to tutor them. People befriend those that are useful to them. It's kinda like barter - you give something to them and get something else in return. Regardless of what some hypocrites may tell you, nothing is free in this world. You are young and have endless possibilties spread out before you. You only need to grab one. It'll most likely require a lot of work but everything in life comes at a price. Good luck and I hope you'll be able to pull yourself out of this dark spot you're in right now.
23 Jan 2010	acid	I don't know it's everywhere it's all that's in my head i can't get it out it's everywhere i look i don't know how to get rid of it all it just keeps coming back and back and back and back i can see all of you smiling and laughing and having a can of beer no one needs me.
14 Jan 2010	Elizabeth	my niece is 12 and its amazing seeing the change in her from happy carefree child to sullen ill tempered stranger. Its like she had a personality transplant over night! But its exactly what happened to me at the same age, and from reading all the other blogs its easy to see that if you don't fit the mold, we all feel like it at the same type of age. Its not gonna make you feel better to know your not alone, because it still doesn't solve the problems you're all facing. I tried to kill myself when i was a young teenager and i really wanted to die. But looking back i am so glad i didn't, and its not because everything in my life got better, if anything alot of things got worse. But thank God for rescuing me. God gave me peace in the midst of my pain and joy in the midst of my sorrow. My situation to an outsider was much the same. But God gave me a new heart and out of it came a new attitude, a new mindset. He made me love myself, because he loved me. He loves you too. Even if you don't believe it now or ever, he's there... always.
10 Jan 2010	jazz	Swim Down. Down, Down, Down until you cant get back up. I've done it, but by mistake, and in the wrong context. I wasn't tryin to die when it happened. And i didnt die, but the jist was there. Reading this website reminds me to say, as we all realize,. it's forever!! As this comes off as a warning, the redundancy is pretty appparent. You can't get any do-overs. There's another method as well., better than all the others. Cleaner than weapons, faster than poison or cutting. Less graphic than accidents, or violence., the stongest point is if you're into the lifestyle, it really could be by accident, and truthfully out of your control. And you leave a nice looking corpse. And the strongest thing, is as it kills you you may not even realize it, although panic may be involved. I'm not going to say what the method is though. the reason is it's the best way to live, and the best way to die. I'd rather see people live though.
07 Jan 2010	Kat	It's better to talk about it with someone who will listen than take it into your own hands. No more suicide games.
28 Dec 2009	ScareCrow	I don't know how I feel reading all of these posts, although I do know that I couldn't endorse anyone killing themselves at 13. Now at 40, I feel my own will to live slipping away daily. I can't say that I had a bad childhood, or that everyone is against me, or that there is anyone else causing me pain. I went through that phase in my early 20s - suicide was a reaction to the disappointments of ended relationships, but I got over it. Now, however, it is different. I am truly struggling with hopelessness. I keep trying to 'soldier on', but even in that the best case scenario is arriving at a more difficult situation. Even if I win I lose. I am currently living hundreds of miles from home. I have a decent job, although I suspect I will soon be fired. Although I feel that I am constantly working I can't keep up. Part of the reason for that is that I am trying to complete my Ph.D., which would complete an 8 year pursuit. My paycheck barely pays the bills, and I can get no assistance. I have had some other setbacks over the past 2 months and don't know if I will be able to pay tuition this semester, which will terminate me from school and make this 8 year journey moot. But that is just another stress in what has been a constant struggle for the past few years. I'm so busy that I have no time for forming a meaningful relationship, and all my friends are far far away. I'm not crying daily, not bitter or angry, just tired. I feel as though I have already wasted my life and just know that it will not improve, even though I try to tell myself that it will. I do think about people in my life that I will hurt if i take my life, and that may be my only barrier, but I'm just tired of trying to keep going. Ironically, my chosen profession is in psychology, and for years I counseled suicidal patients. The things that I would say to them sound hollow when applied to my own life. I don't think I will end my life, even though I do believe that I want to, but I feel myself stepping closer to that edge. Nothing dramatic, no big statement to make, just want relief.
16 Dec 2009	d...............	i wish that could work for me. i wish i could say to him, "if you leave me, i'll kill myself" and he'd stay so i wouldn't. but that wouldn't work. not in this case. because in this case, nothing matters. not life, not love, not death nor peace. nothing matters. there is no secret to life. it's just existence. all you do is exist. numb, broken, but breathing. your still existing. can't laugh anymore, can't cry anymore. just keep pretending. keep existing. keep hurting, but keep breathing. HE has a plan for us all. None of us will ever know what HE has planned for us. But we can count on one thing, death. Everyone will pass. Existence will never last forever. I promise you that. HE promises you that. So keep breathing, keep hurting, keep trying if you want, or give up, but just keep breathing, wake up in the morning, go to sleep at night, fake all your smiles, keep pretending so noone tries to snoop in your business. breathe. the end of the world is near. there is far too much wickedness in the world right now for it to keep going on much longer. people are less shameful, everyone is a killer, a rapist, a molester, and no one cares to stop it. HE is getting angry. The earth itself is tired of humanity just taking and taking and never giving anything back. So just breathe. Keep breathing. There is only so much oxygen left. It's running out folks. Just enjoy the way it feels when you breathe it in and let it out. It's a simple pleasure. breathe.
12 Dec 2009	faeith	Live life, and deal with whatever crap Fate throws your way. Dealing with this pain is the definition of 'living a life'. Happiness cannot be achieved without a price, even if suffering is the price you pay. I am a 21 year old girl, turning 22 in two months, and half my life I am in engaged in an epic battle with Fate. I am living with a KillerPainful-LifeLong-disease, a family that is too far away, a boyfriend who is at times as heartless as heck, and friends who are too busy with their own life. Many a times when I am just too weary, and tired of hurting, I sit with a blade in my hand contemplating death. A sinful bliss. As purpose rewrites the hopelessness pain cancels out the burning anguish calm takes over the rampage insanity while numbness creeps in boisterously silence replaces the stifling sobs as death sets in, disguised as tranquility... But this not how I want go down. I boast to myself, and who ever cares to listen that I am not the kind of person who gives up too easy. So I sit here contemplating death, but not doing anything about it. I think 'this is not going to achieve anything in the end except for ending my suffering, and life is suffering so deal with it'. Live. There’s always going to be a moment That’s going to make life go out of control no escape, forced to bask in its raiment stay and fight, try again to be whole ... Don’t wait till everything around you begins to fall. Live. And, I sit here with a blade aimed to my jugular as I contemplate life...
06 Dec 2009	anonymous	i was full on suicidal for about two weeks because i was heartbroken, i was about 90% of the way there. i had already chosen an overdose as my way of dying. Just remember; "In the end, You will make it through" This is 100% certain. You will always make it through in the end. But the end can be referred to as surviving and dying.
02 Dec 2009	a miscreant of death	what is the point in life? everyday i hate waking up and everyday i hating getting out of my bed. i hate people for turning against me. I hate living day in and day out. just getting through the day is a fight to survive. there are so many ways that i think of how i want to die but it seems to just be a phase im going through that never ends. I understand I dont want to die but there is no other reason to live when not one person, or your recent boyfriend gives a f*ck. im currently fighting everyday to stay alive as well as wanting to die. this has been going on since mid 2005 maybe early 2006. so then why am I still here? obviously I do not want to die as I am still here but everyday I feel the thoughts of not wanting to go on for anything. the recent breakup turned and backfired on me and he has not given a F*&%ing Sh*t about me in who knows how long. I hope he is getting some good sex to realize how much he has hurt me, and to push away the real friend that I am. He has no one else that will ever love or care for him the way I do. Suicide is an option always but why on earth does every one says its not recommended? when everything else fails why would anyone want to keep going on? there is nothing to live for in life right now and like I said this started back when, so obviously I dont want to die but I want the thoughts and depression to just go away! I want him back and I want him to realize he was the one that f&%$ed up and wish he was the old bf that I knew in the beginning. becuz of him, everything going downhill since 2005, depression, im just tired of going on. and im sure I will still be here in a year with the same thoughts and feelings of emptiness and loneliness becuz even I know Im not deserving of love or happiness. it has been proven to me for some time now. write later my miscreants of death.
10 Nov 2009	Titus	Kid I'm sorry but you're nuts. I'm 22 I'm gay I'm a furry, I have a shit job, my parents wish I was dead, I feel like killing myself. but kid, why do you ask this question?there is no good way because it's not a good thing to do. Teen's are a cruel and ruthless bunch of basterds but really come on. you know nothing of the world when you're 13 or younger. you know nothing but the hate s and predgeduce(Sp?) of the teens and teachers around you. You're as depresed about this shit world just like everybodty else is. Call a helpline, and take down this site.
08 Nov 2009	Conscious	I don't know how to start this. Really, it's cliched, but there's no beginning to this. I've, in my life, cycled through so much thought that I have gained extra years of nothing, pent up as bags under my eyes. My emotional state has become void from over use and experimentation. I drift listlessly through days full of shit. At school I watch the others bite down on the bullshit of the world and force them selves into the position of a cog. The driving engine of society is where they will one day go. This I don't have a problem with. . . I wish I could do my homework too, and drop a 4.0 into my life. . .The only problem is when I sit still I can feel the blood moving in my feet and I can't bare the feel any texture. I find myself spending most of this free and uncomfortable time residing my self to various sides of inexistent deputes. . .Shit I don't know, I'd just like to actually learn something from the education system. Not just attempt to form myself into a rigid schedule that in the midst of I have to plan for an impending future. When I see people talk about college and their plans in life, even just buying a car, I cringe. All of the teachers think computers and the internet are the way of the future. . . All it is is forced consumption. So are most things. Everything is just economics and social trends it seems these days. I hate sitting through people having conversations about facebook, if I tried to discuss how social media wasn't that great of an idea no one would listen, there to busy tagging photos and tweeting to hold a conversation. . .I'm sick of gender roles in society, yet the concept of transgender youth is not appealing. All your doing by claiming to be born in the wrong body is keeping a fat cat surgeon rich and defying a specific role for each gender(in essence creating the divide that made you feel so isolated in the first place) Whatever though, do what you will. . .Post-feminism is a term I recently herd used, I think it fits with my thinking. In childhood, irony was cool, but now I guess it's extended to the teenage years. It's so utterly boring to see. Alas, I feel so shitty not learning in my history class. If only it were geared for people interested in learning, not just picking a number at the grocery store of college. . .But I can't complain to much, as I said before I can't do homework well and on time. . .I'd wish to have a bottle of wine right now, I'd be content with my state of affairs. God, I sound like a Bukowski character(minus the enjoyable bouts of traveling). Eh, I see people taking them selves seriously and cringe too. Especially the ones that claim to be taking artistic roads, the more depressed ones, I wonder if they hate me. It's sort of a fun game when people who claim to resent society resent me. I just think about how overproduced and awful their music is, but I just smile and tell them to keep it up. . .Growing up is funny though, you get to better understand people, you know, put them on the same playing field as you and watch how simple they are. I'm really sorry, I'm sounding super pretentious, I don't ever behave like this out loud amongst others, I just have so much fucking anxiety over nothing. . .I'm really sick of waking up in the morning. . .
18 Oct 2009	jimskiii	ayeee boys and girls im jimskii obviously not my real name im 14 and fuck ive had a fucked up life but im not emo and shit have nothing against emos but ive been through alota shhit ive been stabbed and and my bros got in too hard drugs i drink and all that shit and i got expelled and i got kicked out of my dads and all this shit ive been fucked my whole life i had mild skysophrenia i think mm and i dont care if anyone i know reads this just shut up and if any of use nedd help i dont care add me on msn ur more then welcome coz i know how you feel so add me is you feel the need techno_unrated@hotmail.com and if any dickhead motherfuckers add me ill fucking get pissed off take care guys
05 Oct 2009	Instanteaneous	Well, i have had my heart broken many times!, for some reason, to me, love is the best thing in my life. I do care about being successful and what not. I am in college and have a 3.7.One reason why i am doing that well is because i am in love which keeps me going and happy and a reason to be successful and think of my future. Recently, my gf moved to another city becaue of college, a couple hundred miles away. lately, she ignores me and i feel as if shes forgetting me. I am a great bf and i feel that if she breaks up with me i will be depressed and will not know how to handle it. She seems to bethe type that would not cry or care too much about breaking up with a gu since she is very attractive ad knows she can get anyone she wants. I prefer to be in love than to be successful. I wouldn't be surprised if she has been cheating on me :l.Recently, after shetalked to me about breaking up i couldn't stop tearing. I have this small sword maybe a foot and a half long an i cut my chest across to see how it felt and if it would calm me down. i actually couldnt not feel it because of how sad i was. My sadness was way more painfull than hurting myself with a sword.i also cut my throat on the side just to see if it would help fight the other pain i was feeling, emotionally that is. At school when people ask, i would tell them i was in a fight or whatever. I live a normal live and to others i am actually cool. i do not show my emotions, maybe to 2 of my clos friends but thats it. The rest see me as a fun outgoing person when in reality i am sad inside and cannot find the perfect love. I did find the girl of my dreams 4 years ago. She left me and after that i don't think i will find another one like her. The girl im with is nothing compared to her although i treat her like a queen and do everything right while she prefers her friends over me :(. Well if anyone can relate to this in someway reply and try to help? maybe? idk

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