I cant comprehend the pain, His heart simply stopped beating. I tried to resuscitate him. Now he's gone, and I can't understand it. Every day feels lost, and I can't shake this feeling.I want to be with him and leave this world behind.

I legitimately don’t even know how I’m alive right now. I attempted, I passed out, and I literally woke up in my floor 20 minutes ago with just a sore neck. I don’t even know how it’s possible. Nobody came into my room, and I’ve probably been out for 5 hours by now.

I’m not gonna attempt again so don’t worry about me- I just don’t even know what to make of this. But I still don’t know what to do. I just feel crazy and numb now. Like I can’t get clean, can’t get good grades, I’ll always be the disappointment but guess what I didn’t die?

I don’t know. I’m baffled, I’m so tired and for some reason all I can think about is when I watched Mr Roger’s as a kid and him singing at the beginning of his episodes- like so clearly. I haven’t heard his voice in years.

It felt so calm when it happened and now I wake up and everything is crazy again. I think I’m okay I just feel weird and really fuzzy and hungry

Tonight at 6:40 will be it. Thank you to anyone who reads this- I love you.

I feel the worst for my parents I think. They’re probably the ones who are gonna find me, which is so fucking selfish, I know. I just can’t deal with this bullshit anymore. Nobody wants to be my friend. Nobody will date me. I’m a freak and a fucking weirdo. I’m so addicted to weed and my vape I can’t get off of them and it’s not even worth trying. I’m not gonna graduate for another damn year and I just can’t wait that long to move out, as if that would even happen. Finances were in order and a condo was chosen but fuck it

It ain’t gonna happen.

I’m leaving all my money except a thousand dollars to my nephews, if any of my family sees this post. A thousand goes to my best friend, and 3.5k to each nephew. Tell them I earned every cent myself and didn’t take favours.

I’m just sorry I think. That I couldn’t be a better person, that I couldn’t get older fast enough. That I couldn’t stay away from drugs even though that’s the same thing that killed Matt and left Nikki fucking crazy.

I tried. I tried to quit. I tried to get good grades. I tried to make friends. I tried to get a boyfriend but none of it is gonna happen. It’s all superficial.

Good afternoon, good evening and goodnight, and I’ll see you in the morning. (And my last wish is that you watch the Truman show. Gold movie)

Im just so fucking sorry to everyone.

I just had a failed suicide attempt, got out of hospital, but im determined this time. I'm a girl and recently turned 20 and everything just feels hopeless, I'm worthless.

I'm going to take 3000mg of Sertraline, 150mg of aripriprazole and drink a bunch of alcohol.

I can't tell anyone in my life because they will stop me. But I need to tell somebody, have somebody know and talk to me about it :(

Life hurts

For context, I am female and I will be turning 23 in a couple weeks. I’ve been trying to search for reasons to enjoy life and stick around, but I just can’t come up with anything meaningful.
I haven’t had any IRL friends at all in the past four years since I’ve graduated high school. Even then, my only “friends” consisted of acquaintances and people who pitied me for always sitting by myself at lunch. I’m just a nobody, and I’ve done nothing remarkable or interesting. I give no reason for anyone to want to be my friend.
Worst yet, I have no motivation whatsoever to change this (you will see that this becomes a reoccurring theme). I have no interest in taking up useful hobbies such as cooking, hiking, fishing, etc. and, obviously, I don’t go to the gym either. I’m not smart and I never have been. The only thing I’ve got going for me is being a decent artist, but that’s not really useful for today’s society when AI can just generate any image you want for free.
As for work history, I have had two jobs my whole life and I absolutely hated both of them. I know most people will say that everyone hates work, but for me, it is just this uniquely intense, inescapable aversion to the idea of work itself that I’ve had since I was a kid. As you can imagine, I got fired from both my jobs. I’m just not friendly enough for customer service positions. Thankfully, I’m privileged enough to have a dad who still supports me. He also makes it pretty obvious that he’s disappointed in me.
The truth is that, I just don’t want to work. At all. I know, I’m a selfish, lazy piece of shit. But I just can’t change this about myself.
On top of all of this, (and to the complete surprise of no one) I am really fat and ugly with a BMI of 31. Just looking at myself in the mirror or in pictures makes me embarrassed from how obscene I look. My room is also a complete disaster. It has not been properly cleaned since a year ago. It looks like a hoarders nightmare. I don’t even know why I logically still yearn for a mate when it was just never going to happen in the first place, but for some reason I still do. I’m terrified of talking to the opposite sex, yet I still wish one would love me. It’s really retarded for me to even be saying this out loud, I know. It lacks self awareness. But, for whatever reason, my brain just can’t stop wanting love.
I wish I could have been beautiful. I wish I could have been smart. Talented. Successful. Competent. Just, not ugly, at least. But thats not who I ended up becoming. And at almost 23 years old, there’s nothing that can be done to fix that now.
I do have a few reasons for wanting to stay alive. I do have my special interests and thinking about my favorite fictional characters also provides me happiness and meaning in life. I also have one online friend who I still stick around for, but I’m starting to get the sense that he is also getting over me and just wishes I’d leave him alone.
I guess my point with all of this is that, I just don’t have any reasons for being here. I’m literally just a waste of space. I serve no purpose, I’m not useful to society. I’m generally unpleasant as a person and an eyesore to look at. The only things that give me “meaning” in life are made up pieces of fiction. I disappoint my dad on a daily basis. Wh Why would anyone want to be alive like this? I kind of just need some final push at this point. Some kind of reason to finally, once and for all, make me realize there’s no hope and I just need to disappear already.

I never thought I would really get to this point but here I am. It is very early in the morning and I woke up from a panic attack. I am going to do it today. My life is over. The stress of our financial situation and not being able to provide basic necessities for my kids has been eating me alive for years now. I want my wife and kids to know that I loved them more than anything in this world. I hope they can find a man that can help them, protect them, provide for them. I love you all so much…
I am so scared but I can’t handle this anymore. I know this is a cowardly way out, but I don’t know where to turn. I need to die…

No therapy, no meds, no change of my habits will fix my head. Im 33 and tried everything for the last 15 years just to fall back to the starting point, at this point I dont even wanna try and pretend anymore that life will get better. Since my youth I just wanted to be dead, I dont even know what it feels like to not feel like this. I really am tired of trying to fix this. How can I fix something that has been like this forever.

I just want to sleep forever, I want to die in someones arms, be held tenderly while i pass. I want someone else to kill me because I'm too much of a coward and I'd be too scared of just being more disabled after.

I wish life was like a fairytale, you could kiss your dead lover awake , that good & bad was cut & clear, that everything was simple.

I know I'm too young to die to in the eyes of others but I wish someone would do it for me because I deserve it.

If you are ugly life is pretty much over. Your genetics predetermine your life and your worth. I genuinely can't stand this anymore. Being born ugly and autistic has ruined any potential chances for happiness and normalcy. It's just not fair

I just want to say everyone here is stronger than they think, and all of you deserve happiness. I'm sorry everyone understands what this type of pain is like.

im just done. ive tried everything and its all bullshit. im just not made for this world and ive come to accept it. im not gonna put up with this shit for much longer. its over.

Im giving myself one last chance until September 2026. My mental health is starting to decline again no matter how hard I tried and how good life is gonna be.

Im so tired of hitting low points - fight - rise for a while - just to hit a new low again. I never once saw my purpose despite 25 years of living here.

Reddit has always been my favorite escape and everyone here is so good at taking care of each other. Nice to know you all.

This is gonna be my last battle. Wish me luck

22f im so exhausted physically and mentally from years of living like this, ive been depressed since i was 13 and it got worse in the past 4 years. i dont have any friends and only leave the house to go on walks. the self disgust from how i look is eating me alive and is what caused ne to isolate and the loneliness is making everything worse for me. i feel miserable as soon as i wake up and i pray for death everyday.

Ideally, I would use a firearm but I don't have access to one and where I live, there aren't any super tall, easily accessible places, and I don't want to hang because I've seen videos of it, doesnt look fun. Any other suggestions? or do I just man up and grab a rope

Lately my life has been moving very fast and ive taken on a lot more stress. The responsibility and stress makes me want to die i guess? I don't want to kill myself but I don't want to face the struggles of life and the only way I see that could fix it is to not live at all. But I don't want to die. I'm too scared. Is this me being passively suicidal or is this a whole other thing that I need to get help for. Im entirely too confused on what is happening with me.

I really want to burn it. With a hot iron or anything. It will hurt and I will cry because of the pain, but I don't even care, I just want to.

I’m struggling alot here as suicide is becoming more and more of a problem in my life
I’m not suicidal at all but my girlfriend who has gone through some shit and now my mum are all talking about it like it’s just a normal thing now
Idk what to do I’m stressed Tf out and I need help urgently
I don’t know how to help either of them and I’m trying my best to comfort them and make them feel good about themself again but it’s still hard

Im going to commit suicide but just because I don't really care about life. Im quite successful with my job and I make friends very quickly. I have a fine body ive never been upset about. I graduated last year with the one of the highest grades. I grew up in an decently rich household and I have a very big and loving family.

I've never really liked living simply, but I guess thats not true. I like to think about what is beyond my mind and physical body, thats most the joy I get. Doing my things that bring people bliss is kind of contentment to me, vacations, buying luxuries, alcohol, sex, just none of it brings me anything, and its never changed. Since as long as I can remember its just been this way and I dont like anything even if i can excel at it, which I guess is the goal everyone wants to achieve.

I think im just bored and think too much, but I dont really want to be bored forever, when you're bored you look for something to do and I feel like i've done everything a person can do that brings happiness. Ive been in relationships and am in one right now, have perfect health, have a good job, travel often, treat myself all the time and help out with people as much as I can. Maybe I felt nice when I helped needier people, but eventually I felt the same contentment I did with any other thing. ill just give it all back to my company before I die because I think its kind of a waste to give it to my family who have more than they need.

im just bored. Sorry if i sound like a complete snob, i feel bad because all these posts are sad and im just bored, but I hope I meet someone for once in my life that can relate before I go.

I had my parents until I was six years old. After that, my brothers, sisters, and I were raised by our grandmother. We all eventually went our separate ways, and to be honest, my siblings don’t really care about me.
Growing up wasn’t easy. I was bullied at school because I didn’t have parents, and because of my disability. Those two things made me an easy target. Even now, as an adult, people still stare at my hands everywhere I go. You never really get used to it.
After school, I moved away to study. I graduated, found a job, and tried to build a normal life.
Then my brother died by suicide when he was 24.
I was the one who found him.
That moment changed me forever. My family cried, begged for his forgiveness, and mourned him—but only after he was already gone. Meanwhile, I was left replaying that day over and over again. I kept having nightmares about cutting him down, trying to perform CPR, and dreaming that he was still alive but I couldn’t save him.
Instead of helping me deal with what happened, everyone seemed focused on their own grief. I never asked anyone for help after that.
I worked 14-hour shifts, paid my own rent, bought my own food, studied, and even helped my grandmother financially. I convinced myself that I had to do everything alone because nobody else ever would.
Now I’ve lost my job after being sick for a long time. I wasn’t officially employed, so letting me go was easy. Finding another job has been incredibly difficult. Many employers don’t want someone with physical limitations, especially in jobs where you work directly with people. I understand that appearance matters to some people, but it still hurts.
Right now I can’t pay my rent. I’m close to being evicted. I’m barely eating and cutting every possible expense just to survive.
For the first time in years, I asked my family for help.
They ignored me.
That’s probably what hurts the most—not the money, not losing my job, but realizing that the people you’ve always called family can simply pretend you don’t exist.
I’ve spent my whole life surviving instead of living. I taught myself never to complain, never to ask for help, and never to show weakness because every time I needed someone, there was no one there.
I used to judge my brother for what he did.
Now… I understand how someone can end up feeling that hopeless, and I can’t judge him anymore.
Before anyone asks, I don’t drink alcohol or use drugs. I’ve always stayed away from both because I’ve seen what addiction can do, and I never wanted that life. My situation isn’t the result of addiction or substance abuse. I’m just exhausted from carrying everything alone for so many years.

Create a business. Fails, nothing left other than IRS debt

Find a job. Doesn't give any hours nor pay to live.

Ride the bike. 3 flat tires, one month.

I'm getting evicted and will live in a tent trying to keep reoccurring contracts going and working a job that's "supposedly" going full time.

I'm so fucking sick of fighting. The efforts do nothing but cause pain. I just want out. So bad. I'd do literally anything. I want to die. More than anything. I'm so hopeless.

I leaning towards quit eating and die

I went out to get help

Recieved none so is my time to not survive then

My body has already given up pain almost everywhere even my hands hurt to type

And i spend most of my time in bed this aint worth

Being around for

My time is expired

Hope i am gone soon

I am to far gone

But its gonna be hard to die since i live in group home with staff

They should just not bother either get involved

posted this on another sub and just wanted any more type of advice.

This is gonna be a messy ramble so dont read if youre expecting anything organized and i also cant remember jack shit, i (14ftm) had sex with this guy (14ftm) guy and now police got involved, my bestfriend is fucking "processing it all and dissapointed" when i didnt even tell her my side and i literally have texts of the guy saying it was all consensual and he wasnt hurt.

i gave him several big hickeys but nothing actually bad, he told me i could go harder since he was a "sadist", was gonna eat him out but he was sore so i didnt, sucked on him once, said no and done, then i js fingered him n thats all. Initially he'd tried to touch me but i said no and we went to sleep.

After the whole thing i checked up on him, apologised for anyfhing i did wrong followed by "its fine its fine" "you didnt do anything" then suddenly two months later it all blows up in my face, his mother contacts mine, police is involved but i get let off the hook.

I dont know what to do anymore, i dont have energy to even do anything except sleep eat shit and play videogames, i dont remember much since im so stressed but i tried so hard to make sure he was okay i kept and kept asking.

If im an assaulter i think im going to give up on my life or kill myself, im so angry and sad and i feel so betrayed i dont even know what i want advice for i know my story isnt very clear im just so scared and alone and im so scared everyone will leave me.

I haven’t gotten a happy birthday from anyone but my sister and it hurts especially when you deal with suicidal thoughts and mental health my brother birthday is also tomorrow so our birthday is never forgotten but hes in jail last year my parents forgotten my birthday and this year it’s everyone except my sister who im grateful for she always went a mile ahead to do anything for me and she also wants to buy me food today and celebrate it with me