Please reply with tips on how to actually be successful with killing myself. I’ve tried pills, I never take enough, I’ve tried cutting into arteries, I can’t, I don’t own a gun. Idk what to do but I need to be gone. Please help

im currently a minor (14) and my mom has a possibility of getting deported because of me. I know you probably wonder why or already dislike the idea of me based on the title but All i can say is that i didn’t mean to and that im sorry. i haven’t been going to school much and its been a problem for a really long time. I was bullied by students and teachers sexually harassed, and built up intense extreme anxiety of the idea of school and going anywhere. im insanely depressed and anxious about anything that goes on in my life and it kept me from going to school like a normal person. The courts got involved in my absences and i went on and off going to school, i dont know how to maintain myself. i’ve been self harming and attempting to kill myself numerous times because i want to escape it all and dont want to worry about this anymore, theres constantly family or people telling me its me its not that hard to just go or im just manipulating people by going on and off to school or blaming me. I cant say its not my fault but im trying and i just want real help, the only therapist i trusted left the agency and i couldn’t talk to her anymore. meds are scary and dont help me. I have or had a ed where id starve myself, and now im binging a lot and i’ve been self conscious ever since i’ve been gaining a bit of weight. i still slim but i feel different and uncomfortable with the body more than ever before, Im not my peak ed body anymore, im depressed, anxious, and have problems with the court. my mom could get detained and sent back because she doesnt have her papers right now, my dad was gonna do them when they were together but he was really abusive and a prick so he bailed out on it. they divorced a long time ago but i talk to him sometimes. my sister told me today that if my mom got deported she’d never talk to me again or consider me as family anymore. I didn’t want to care but i do. i care about everything but i don’t want to make it obvious to people because im trying to hold in and not let this get into my head more than it does. i haven’t stopped thinking about it and now im thinking about killing myself after numerous attempts, or running away (possibly commiting suicide on the journey) and i don’t know what to do or where to look. my sister (21) was the only person i talked to about everything because i don’t have friends like that, im not super social and i’ve been isolating myself for a long time, i’ve been sober off doing weed and stuff due to probation and now i’ve been doing worse drugs so they won’t show up on my tests & i could cope a little more, i don’t think im fully here anymore

Several months ago I was going through a stage of severe depression due to a breakup with a girlfriend, and realising all my relationships with my friends were fake; I never saw them outside of school, and all I practically talked about with them was school. I was convinced I would eventually commit suicide if I did not receive help, so desperately I asked a friend of mine to report me to my school for suicidal behaviour so they could inform my parents, since I am unable to tell them myself due to my mental state and other problems I have had since birth. However, doing so completely and utterly ruined my life, and now months later I am even worse than I was, and am planning to end my suffering within the next few days.

You see, I had vented to this friend previously about many things, and due to my mental wellbeing I did make vague, non serious threats against my school. I regret ever saying such things, and never would think of acting on them. However, my school took this very seriously, and seemed to make this the focus of attention when informing my parents rather than my suicidal thoughts. I went back to school a few days later, under heavy supervision and on extremely thin ice with the school, only to find the threats I had made had circulated around the school. I was harassed and ridiculed by my peers, which the school obviously was quick to find out about, and ordered my parents to keep me off school until further notice.

My parents - using the vague excuse of "my protection" - took away my devices I could have used to contact close friends and explain I was not serious about the threats I made to the school, leaving rumours to ruminate in school and me to become extremely isolated, even more so than I already was. Eventually, when I did return, quite a few people in my school understood that I was going through a tough time and did not harass me like before, however many (including someone who I thought was my best friend) still insulted me and ridiculed me from time to time for what I said. However, whilst I still sat with them at lunch and such, many of my friends I noticed talked to me much less. As I mentioned before, I never really connected with my friends before this happened, but now I literally have no chance of turning that around and begin seeing them outside of school or talking about more serious topics with them.

My parents are constantly worried I am going to fall to "extremism" (which they blamed as the reason I wrote what I did about the school) so every time I feel like opening up to them I am concerned they will just switch the narrative to about this, nobody talks to me so I feel they simply dislike me, preventing me from opening up and venting to any of my friends in my school, and nobody messages me to see how I am doing outside of school. I hate my life so much. If there is anything I have learnt over the last few months, never ask anyone for help if you are struggling mentally, just solve your shit yourself.

*your old , nobody gets you , your a burden, everything’s hurts you have no voice or esteem your pathetic your stupid mom can’t even listen and is cold to your mental health … can’t even get help cus of your anxiety your an alcoholic your too nice your minds to effed up your only hurting yourself more as time passes and death wants you he’s calling you … once your dead it stops everything

It gets way worse!

I’m going to kill myself on Valentine’s Day or before.

I have 6000mg of Zoloft and alcohol, if that’s not enough I can shoot myself with my dads gun

I remember thinking to myself yesterday, “I'm having a good day.” and then immediately knowing that it wasn't gonna last. Lo and behold today turns out to be a bad day.

Will it ever change? Or am I just a broken pos that's gonna stay that way for the rest of my life? Am I so pathetic that I can't deal with trivial things like normal people would? Why can't I just be normal?

Hi, I’m writing it there because I don’t know what to do else. I’m suffering for severe depression since many years, I’ve been followed by many doctors but nothing works. 4 months ago I lost my job and my fiancé due to my depression. Today I wanna end it, I don’t want to struggle or to feel like this anymore.. it’s juste have been too long.. I don’t know what to do..

Last night I tried to choke myself but this fcking body refused, but when the it comes to give pain this fcking body gives me hell lot of pain, im not able to sleep, not able to eat, i cant function like a normal person. Im crying daily. I fcking hate this body. Why the fck i was born? Fck humanity. Only option that has left to me is get accident or jump.

Sometimes I just wish I'd die.. I don't want it to hurt but I want it to be successful, but I also don't want my family to be sad.... I just wish I never existed in the first place, I've never done anything except be a burden of money to my parents anyways..

Today is my last day of college. I will be moving home tommorow. I have to live with my toxic and dysfunctional family. I dont want to live them. I dont have a job. I dont want to do a job. Can anyone tell any easy method to kms. Please, i request you. Im done with my life. Nothing is going to change, all are just myths that time will heal everything, life is a gift, life gets better.

Fck me. Fck life. Fck humanity.

I'm a failure

I feel like an absolute fucking failure. I have 2 re exams of 100 marks on 2 shitty fuckinh subjects and my mid semester exams on 3rd to 8th and j don't knownfucking shit about them and I don't know what I'm gonna do and I feel l I le dying would be so much easier cause I don't have to deal with exams and parmrts or anything and just wanna leave so bad. I'm in college amd I have depression and anxiety and idk what the fuck I'm supposed to do. I also feel like I might backtrack to cutting myself again

2019-2022 best years of my life,last three years just existing,i want to end this shit

would a 0,5l 37% vodka, 300mg mdma, painkillers (burana) and sertraline atleast 100mg kill me?

It makes me so sick that my wife can cheat and have no remorse. She's out there with her new boyfriend after only 2 weeks going out enjoying her life. She cheated with someone else then dropped them and got another relationship after a month. I am so sick. I don't want to wake up and deal with this pain every day. I have 0 fucking worth if this is how people treat me. I'm so done.

TLDR: Hi guys, no one in my life knows how much or even that I struggle with porn, and masturbation and the shame and the guilt is getting way too much for me to bear. I feel worthless, and I’m tired of going about life acting like all is normal.

People ask if I’m alright, but I find it hard to tell them what I’m about to type here, and I always just suck it up, meanwhile the addiction is getting worse and worse, and my mental health is rapidly declining, life has no colour for me anymore since this is always on my mind.

Venting

Hi guys so I’m really in a bad space right now and just need to vent.

25M been addicted to porn since I was 12, been trying so hard to stop. It’s affected my sex life because I was using no lube to wank and I ended up getting cuts on my foreskin that constantly reopen for the past 2-3 years.

My foreskin tears easily and because of this I changed my technique and now my penis shaft has so many ugly wrinkles.

I have a steady girlfriend for the past 5 months and things have been going great, but my foreskin tears everytime we have sex and I have to lie to her and just suck up the feelings of disappointment and shame because of this.

Sometimes I can have sex and the foreskin doesn’t tear, but just yesterday the cuts opened again and this time it was deep. It takes about 2 weeks to heal and I’m tired of going about my day and putting a mask and acting like this isn’t the biggest fuck up of my life.

I feel worthless, and I can’t tell people close to me like my friends or my dad cause of how they’ll look at me. It just sucks to realise how much I’ve messed up so early on in my life.

He has 0.5 visual acuity in one eye, his cheekbones are raised and his eyebrows are thick, he snores, his jaw is not deep, his lips are chapped, his ears are bad, and all he does is play games, and he's so bad at them that he can't enjoy them. Dry skin all over the body, ingrown toenails, the cost of an affair, communication problems, a worthless life, living in poverty, debt arrears, bad credit history, only drives used cars, and only has a driver's license. A suicide bombing occurred. Despite his long career, he is bad at driving. I'm a man in my 30s with no experience with women. He is pseudophimosis.ASD (Mental Note Level 3) IQ89 Pointed head Strabismus in both eyes Abnormally large nose Unaligned teeth Facial muscles are distorted and the bottom of the eyes droop to the upper right Hoarse voice Poor pronunciation Thick body hair Parents is poor and currently unemployed. I have no experience as a full-time employee, my skin is dirty, my eardrums are rough, I feel like there's a foreign body in the back of my nose, and my breathing is rough. I'm not popular. There is no trust. Dandruff. Gingivitis. Yellow teeth, tattered teeth, slightly short right jaw, smelly feet, thick nose hair, low education, suspicious behavior, born as a prank of God, never had a childhood, businessman, demolition perpetrator AsianRepeatedly leaving work for a short period of time due to being unable to work and being incompetent

Each birthday, each Christmas, each year is going to always be a another year with less family less relatives less pets. It will never be as good as what it once used to be so what’s the point. I will never be as happy

Which is fucking annoying. I just want to go. Not be a bother anymore. Or a disappointment. I don't know what's right or wrong anymore, I don't know what I'm fighting for. I'm just a bag of thoughts with no purpose at all.

Okay im going to tell you a little bit about myself, I am a 17 year old kid who basically ruined his life with drugs ect im currently studying to be a mechanic but im starting to think maybe it’s not for me. My parents want me to start paying rent even though I can not afford it which then means they’ll most likely end up kicking me out the house in my eyes I have zero hope left.

And i know you’re probably gonna say “your so young you have so much potential” ect, and you are right, I am young but I really don’t see me going anywhere in life other then a coffin or a prison cell.

Recently had to put down a cherish cat two days ago, but the following day, also ended almost 2 years relationship, that was overwhelming good, but had a pattern of spiral to harm each other.

With current climate, I'm now also in a rush to get sterilization. But I don't have a safe place to recover, while I'm trying to navigate how to push for a medical leave. While also stuck in a 29k CC debt.

I do still love my ex. But we weren't healthy, I also don't believe that they were truly happy that I existed but was only with me because they didn't want to be alone. Our sense of morals collided a lot; also, I truly believe that they want children. But because I mentioned that I had zero intentions of child bearing and raising a child to the point that I would outright commit suicide if I was prevented from getting an abortion; they expressed that they didn't even want kids themselves.

But, they were one of my few ex's that put effort to celebrate my birthday, and humor me with holiday shenanigans. They were dorky, but they are intensively intelligent with the ability to chatter about anything and every topic or subject that popped up organically. Just their need for sexual validation and placing their importance in how desirable they are in others eroded my very secure(*haaa) confidence in myself. Because me saying and showing that they are beautiful, sexy and attractive didn't register for them. Their need for others was more important, even more so, they making plans to meet up and have fun with others.

But yeah, 2025. I want to commit; if I didn't have a few loose threads, I would. But, with my three failures in the has me trying to figure out the correct method, but also how to tidy up/not cause issues with my body.

At school, I (15f) am always isolated in a room full of people with friends. I just pretend to be busy, doing my notes or just doom scrolling when some of the teachers don't come to class or when I'm in lunch. I am always viewed as the most ugliest girl in our class but I just pretend that I am fine with that, because it's the truth? People always gossip about how bad my appearance is, as if I even asked to be born ugly.

At home, I am always in my room alone. I only go outside whenever I have to eat or shower. My parents look at me with hate, disgust and pity. I can sense that I know they want me dead. Some days, my feelings and thoughts hurt so much that I practically shut off and just lock myself in my room and cry.

It sucks being ugly, you are always isolated. When will I ever fucking die?!?!?

I feel like a mess. Like I want help but I don’t. I want to get better but at the same time, I’m ok leaving this world. How can I help myself when parts of me accepts leaving this world? I have always tried to kill myself or run when I was young. At ten, wanting to run away from home to get away. Had a backpack and clothes ready to go and knew where I wanting to run and hide. At 8-14 years old dealing with my parents almost ending their relationship and here I come to save their marriage. Always being talked about my weight as no matter what size I was, I was always big. My mom loved to talk to me about it but yet never really helped me on getting there and I was a kid getting big. So I have never felt beautiful about myself at all. It seems like I just never got a break. When I talk to mom about how I feel depressed but idk why, she looks at me and says, you have nothing to be depressed about, you have a great life. I was also in high school going through a lot in my head so to hear that, I kind of felt hopeless on getting better. So this mindset stayed for 15 years. It’s sad how something like that can follow you for years and years of time. Idk how to help myself anymore so I accept it but I don’t know if I want to accept. Any tips on getting help? I don’t know what to do anymore. I tried to kill myself the other day but I stopped but there is parts of me that I wish I did do it.

lwk i’m not even a reddit user like tht . but i like that this app is all anonymous so here i am writing lol. idk wht to do with my life , everything that was goin good for me was all destroyed by my alc problem. 18 yr old girl and everyone in my life js knows me as some alcoholic bitch 🤣. worse thing is is tht they r right. idk man i fucked up this much already ion wanna be around another 50 yrs js to be more of a fuck up.

idk if anyone can relate or not but i’d like to hear everyone’s stories abt wht situations they r in rn .

(tw for sh)

i miss my ex. i miss when we would cuddle together. i miss everything. im such a mistake. i wish i could go back and fix my life. i wish i could so badly.

i love him so fucking much. i love my family, i love my friends, but he is so important on a whole other level and i ruined it.

i still want him so bad even though he began treating me like crap for stuff out of my control. i wish i couldve found a job before me and him got together. i wish i couldve finished my schooling before we got together. i hate that my depression becomes so crippling that i cant do anything. i hate that my mom wont help me get a job.

i relapsed. i couldnt do it anymore. i felt like i had to punish myself for everything even if its stuff i cant help. i wanna curl up into a ball and just die. i dont care if i get sepsis and die at this point. i dont wanna live.

im so tired of myself.

I panicked for a moment and text a friend who took me to the ER, I was passed out when he arrived and I spent most of the week unconscious.

The attempt was well planned, I gave everyone notes, I planned a funeral, I got rid of most of my things. I wasn’t prepared to survive and now I don’t know what to do, I want to try again but I don’t think this plan will be as effective.

I’m pissed that I panicked, pissed that my friend knows me enough to ignore me trying to backtrack. I just don’t know what to do.

I don’t have anything to live for, I know I have people who love me and it feels selfish to say but I’m sick of living for others

Hey. I'm a 25 yo male intern doctor. I've been suffering from distressing thoughts ever since I was a kid. Been getting psychiatric help for 6 years. Been diagnosed with a lot of things but the ones that stuck were OCD and ASD. Now I've come to the conclusion that nothing helps. Years of psychotherapy from different therapists, dozens of psychotropic drugs, nothing at all.

I believe that some people are chosen to live better lives whereas others die and suffer meaninglessly. I'm one of the unlucky ones. There is no upper meaning of why I suffer, no trials to overcome, no lessons to learn. Just nothing. Meaningless, inexplicable suffering. I truly believe that god wants me to kill myself because I'm such a worthless human being that I'm better off dead.

What would you do? Would you try to live or would you end it all? I myself am slowly being dragged to the second one.

I just can’t. I f’d up my life. I was a med student, seemed like I had it going for me. But the pressure got to me. Now I can’t stop alc. I dropped out. I’m at 2 failed attempts. I thought they were pretty good, but 22 drinks and 30mg x can’t do it to me apparently.

how am i going to survive later on in life when I can't even get myself comitted to start working on this comic strip making task for a big school project the whole class will be doing in 2 weeks. i was given weeks to do it and i haven't even started yet, was asked to report progress and i just said i did the drafts on paper and i just need to do the comics digitally but no i haven't done shit. im not even artistic nor have i made comics before, and i haven't done digital art in like a year.

it is completely my fault and i wanna fucking die for being such a liar and an awful person. im always procrastinating on doing the simplest tasks and ive always lied that i can do this and that just so I won't disappoint people but in the end I'm the one always suffering and i just won't tell anybody.

i have 10+ comic strips to do and instead of actually doing it already im posting on reddit again. I've already survived the previous weeks procrastinating on doing the comics, which is my role for the project, everyone else have their own roles but since I haven't heard of the leaders asking for updates yet i thought its okay to wait a little more. I'm starting to think of a plan to escape this situation which is to just die.

There's a lot more going on in my life, i thought I've passed the suicidal phase already but I just realized how easily i can just throw my life away and die already. Which is so stupid but I just don't know what to do. Deep down I just wanna wake up from this horrible dream called life i can't do this anymore

I’m so scared. I don’t know what to do, and I feel like no matter what choice I make, it’s going to hurt. I just want it to stop.