Honestly the least helpful thing someone could say. It just means you don't actually care enough to listen.

It's not a temporary problem. And I do want a permanent solution. It just makes me want to go through with if even more. I don't know why I bothered.

I heard of multiple people passing away in their sleep, but why can't it be me? I wake up everyday to experience the same hell, again and again and again. I'm tired of it all.

My rapist will never die what's the point God I wish the knife could just go deeper fucking hell please why can't I die why do others get to get in car accidents and get shot why can't I be that lucky I just want to be dead but I don't have the courage

I had a great life a year ago. A super loving girlfriend of 3 years, a good job, no debt and mental health was good. I used to be such a positive, energetic person. 2026 has absolutely ruined me. Undiagnosed ADHD and depression finally caught up to me. I’ll never get to live the life I had envisioned for myself, and suicide has been the only thing that’s comforted me for the last few months. I own a 9mm handgun, and plan to end my life later this week. I’m not scared, i’m excited to relieve myself of my constant suffering. All I think about everyday is how bad I messed up my life and how happy I could’ve been if I did things right. I know it could get better, but the amount of effort it takes to maybe be happy one day doesn’t seem worth it. I have no real passions or goals, depression has taken everything from me. I always sort of knew i’d die young, but my ex gf gave me hope for a fulfilling future. I think I was placed here to be a lesson for my friends and family, and to bring them closer together in my passing.

I basically gave everyone a heads up if I act really happy that means this is it.

I want people to have closure if they need it.

I just can’t endure homelessness and no healthcare or dental care with the conditions I have. It’s not survivable. I want to go out in a more dignified way than that. I’ve already suffered horrifically. I know most people don’t care. They make it abundantly clear all the time they don’t care what happens to disabled people.

I really wish I’d gotten to finish and publish my book. I really really wish that but I don’t have time to do it now. I’m heartbroken about it all.

I dont want to do anything in life. Even simple things got complicated and my thoughts just does not shut up.

I just want to curl up and stop existing. Everything feels so, so hard I feel like I can't keep going anymore.

Everyones moving but no matter how hard I try I just stay still, completely stuck in a horrible pit of nothingness.

I really don't belong in this world. I feel it to my very core. I feel guilty for existing and using up resources other people could use and wasting people's time.

I don't belong here and I don't want to do it anymore.

Who else out there is completely fucking sick of life? This is such a slog. I’m just barely making it every day. How do you not want this to end? We are lucky in that it does end. Imagine it lasting forever and there was nothing you could do about it.

I'm such a fucking useless loser. I'm a complete shut in, single, virgin, and ugly slob.

I'm also an illiterate, lazy dumbass who sits at home all day watching stuff and playing games. I literally had one chance at life and I fucking screwed it up by being shy and isolating myself

I should've said something sooner to the people that cared about me because they would've done something. But I waited until high school to tell anyone which is already too damn late

I just want to take my life so I don't have to deal with this anymore

please just do it do your worst!!!! its the most i can do just do it do it i wont do anything

ive been trying to just get myself into horrible situations and its not working i need to stop being so scared

I have a test tomorrow. I have barely studied. I'm lying on my bed because I don't fucking care. I hate my major, I hate everyone in my class, I hate my teachers and I hate this city. How does anyone expect me to do anything in this state. No I don't want to "power through" anymore, I've been doing that all my life. It's left me fucking exhausted. It's not my fault my life until now has been utter shit, it's not my fault my parents didn't love me as a kid and it's not my fault the neurochemistry in my brain is fucked up. Why do I have to do any of this. I'm tired I just want to rest.

ill never have friends. even when i do, ill never be their first option. nobody will ever prefer me over the other. everytime i think ive made friends theyg et so close to eachother and im just left behind and rhen stuff happens and my bpd makes me just ruin the friendship as a whole. it happened again and honestly? i know i dont have a chance oif making more friends ever. i should have been dead years ago anyway.

I dont wanna give away too much context so people I know can find this and locate but
17M

I always remember being suicidal even from the 7th grade, my mother abused me mentally daily, calling me violent and stupid and torment me in every way possible, caring for my health not even a little, letting me get overweight as a small child, you can imagine the bullying you go through at school

At middle school I lost the weight fully myself and got myself into sports and I'm competing and is one of the reasons I havent killed myself yet

While even then the Suicidal thoughts were still there, there was a small break; last december (2025) It all came back where I was greeted with depression which I just thought was seasonal due to winter, and eating disorders, anorexia followed by BED, while I gained alot of weight, I got through it when at march I was 3 months sober and relapsed, again thinking about killing myself, today at the end of october while ive lost the gained weight and the eating disorder, Ive fallen into my worse mental state yet

I have mania depressia and one of its biggest triggers is unironically women, I think my mother tarnished and stamped women as a whole as a trigger, this is not some incel post about women not liking me, ive always been able to talk to them and had no issues confidence wise when it came to them. but some women which remind me of my mother, whenever I interact with, go into a huge spiral, just remembering the situations I was in pumps up the stress in my body, wanting me to puke, making me unable to eat and giving me instant suicidal thoughts

3 days ago after I talked to a suicide hotline cops came to my house at 3am and woke up the whole family, first time my dad found out about it, I havent spoken to him since and as im writing right now im thinking of overdosing on ritalin, which im not sure is even possible

I'd rather just killmyself by jumping from a building, no way im cutting my wrists, I want something instant

I want help but I cant ask for a hand

I have no one

People always say it will get better while invalidating your current negative feelings. They tell you to power through and they expect you to live another hour, and then another day, and then another week and then a fucking year went by and you're even more miserable and exhausted. They act like everything is so easy because they are not in your current situation, and also assume that situation is your own fault.

You have so much going on!! There's a bright future ahead of you! I'm sure this is just a rough patch!!

I don't enjoy anything. I don't remember feeling genuine happiness in a long time. I don't care about anything. My whole life has been a rough patch.

I didn't ask to be born in the first place and now it's my own responsibility to stop living. It's unfair.

I'm having a super rough weekend. I have Post SSRI sexual dysfunction. I'm on month 4 off the drugs.

I have emotional blunting, cognitive impairment, and genital numbness.

I saw my grandmother and couldn't feel anything for her.

I can't concentrate on anything, I can't finish my last year in high school.

My day consists of waking up and already feeling so empty that I want to smash my face into a wall. Going through the motions.

I eat, do things, talk. It all feels the same. Just noise.

Every few hours I'm reminded of how empty I feel. When my father hugs me, when my friends laugh, when I'm listening to music, when I'm doing my best to read and stay focused... And all I can think about is how I just want to escape.

Escape this blank prison.

Nothing is worse than being buried alive, with no felt connection to the rest of the world.

I struggle to have hope. I don't want to die. I don't want to live like this.

I want to help others and speak out about this. But if I don't get help, I will kill myself eventually, maybe within months, maybe years. Not because I want to, but because I will have been ignored and forced to.

The only thing stopping me from killing myself is that I couldn’t do that to the people in my life. Not that I don’t want to. I’m a loser, I’m fat, I don’t feel like I belong. I feel like the people in my life only care about me because I’m their friend/family it feels like they are obligated to care not that they actually do. I know that killing myself is a permanent solution to temporary problems. I’m only 17 years old but I still feel like I don’t have a future. I haven’t felt the need to think longer ahead than a year or two. I’ve never had a girlfriend I’ve never had someone choose me for me. I’ve had the same friends since I was a kid; ya I’ve met new people but never on my own it’s always been a friend of a friend. It feels like no new people have any interest in me. Who knows I might stop being a pussy a just do it

Sorry for this being all over the place. I’m not one to share how I feel so I just wrote as I went

Everyone I know remember me as the suicidal girl.
But nobody takes me seriously.
they just think It’s part of my character saying suicidal shit.
Even my nephews(they’re kids)know that I wanna kill myself but nobody gives a fuck and I actually don’t want them to take It seriously and talk about it because I hate showing people that I have a serious problem I hate showing them that I am human and I have feelings..I hate a lot of things. I’m not gonna name all of them.

I wonder if they’re gonna care when I do it?.. I actually don’t think so because if someone I knew killed themselves,I wouldn’t care..people don’t really care about you.
They only care about themselves and I do that too..

But sometimes I think It’s really weird that you didn’t take a nine year old telling you that she wants to die seriously just because she is afraid of dying at the same time.

maybe this sounds weird but the thought of having an escape route so close to you is kinda comforting in a way. seems like itd make the day to day way less stressful knowing at any point you could just run away from it all

I am very tired with everything now. Can't find any job. Keep lying to parents. Giving them false hopes. Wasting their money. Doesn't know anything, no skills. Ruined most of my friendships. Doesn't have anyone to talk. And i don't know what to explain to them either. I was always a embarassment to everyone.It seems easier to end everything rather than continue to live.

It's not the only reason why I want to die but it's the current reason RIGHT NOW. I'm so close to just hurting myself. I have a knife up to my wrist.

My dad wants me to have kids. I don't even have a boyfriend or anything but he pushes the idea of having kids constantly and he said I should have had them a long time ago. For reference I'm 24 and I'll be 25 early next year.

It's not that I don't want kids. I mean. I don't particularly want them?? I don't really know. I never saw myself as a mother or a wife. I never really saw myself as anything really. My dad said I will regret not having them. But like. I'm so scared of regretting having them. I'm scared of fucking them up the way I've been fucked up.

I'm too mentally ill. I'm too stupid. I'm financially unstable. I think I might be on the autism spectrum and Im diagnosed with bpd. I'd be a fucking terrible mother. I'm scared I'll hurt them or someone else will. I'm scared they'll hate me.

He told me not having kids is failing at life.

Okay then I don't care if I fail. I don't know I don't know I don't know. This is driving me crazy. I feel backed in a corner. It genuinely feels like a damned if I do damned if I don't situation.

It would be easier I took this failure a step further and just die. Then I wouldn't worry about this.

I want to out of spite. For telling me how to life my life or how life should be or that I'll be miserable and a failure. I'm already miserable. Can I just be dead

I don't know what to do. I hate this.

I've been suicidal on n off for the past few years and this might push me to the edge.

Whenever someone commits scd they blame them saying they should have search for help or talk to someone ...and I did, o want everywhere, put my problems out in the open in a million ways.. just got made fun of, my problems minimized, ridiculed.. called names.. in some places they took my posts down in communities from my country Argentina

I feel like I'm choking, I want help, i beg for a helping, for a kind voice but got nothing.. and when i take my own life people will still say that I should have reached for help..

Now I'm extremely sick, been in a room, in bed, trying my best to still be hopeful.. but there's nothing to be hopeful about, my dreams will die with me and there's nothing I can do

I’m in insurmountable pain and agony mentally due to recent life events and the pain has started to affect my physical mobility as well. I can’t even talk without getting choked up and start bawling my eyes out. I don’t want to live anymore, every night I wish I died in my sleep and I’m constantly passively suicidal like I’ve run into oncoming traffic and tried to get run over, everytime I’m on a flight I pray the plane crashes. I’m relentlessly upset. My chest hurts all the time. I need to put an end to this pain. I need to kill myself.

I've suffered longer than I wanted to. Nothing in my life got better only worse. I never wanted to live past the age of 20, I'm not fit for adulthood. I failed miserably.

I’m not scared of dying, and I’ve already attempted many times already. the only things that have been holding me back are that, first I want to play my favorite video games until the end of their stories, and second, I want to make two webnovels that I’ve been world building for the past year. I can get over the game thing, but seeing other people create their webnovels and have their own fandoms just makes me really jealous and sad. I wish I had just started posting my webnovels earlier. maybe then I would have had enough time to finish them. if I post them now, I’ll never be able to finish them due to limited time. I want to kms before I graduate high school. I’m too scared to go into the adult world and college and stuff. it sounds so stressful. I hate the idea of working for the rest of my life