Cut my life into pieces
I’ve reached my last resort
Suffocation, no breathing
Don’t give a fuck if I cut my arm bleeding
Do you even care if I die bleeding?
Would it be wrong, would it be right
If I took my life tonight
Chances are that I might
Mutilation out of sight
And I’m contemplating suicide.
Author Papa Roach
Source Last Resort
Source Type Songs
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Hello. I'm new here...
I'm 15, and have been cutting myself since I was 13. I was busted about a month ago, just before I turned fifteen. My mom was pissed, but my dad and his family supported me. I wrote out my suicide letters last night, but hope I don't ever have to send them, because as much as I want to cease existing, I don't want to kill myself. I'd rather get killed in a car accident or something.
I'm depressed, and have bad anxiety. I broke a plastic pencil sharpener to get the blade, and have been using that since my scissors and razor blade was taken away.
I love My Chemical Romance (don't you dare say the thing), Fall Out Boy, Panic! At The Disco, Twenty Øne Piløts, and Black Veil Brides. I'm trying out a lot of other bands in the same genres.
I also love the Harry Potter and Percy Jackson books.
By Draco Malfoy
Brief and very mild self-harm reference before a scene where the protagonist is in a consignment store with her husband's family.
She must have had urges. Maybe she did and then felt really bad or cut herself.
I stumbled upon this site while looking for some people to talk to. I'm kind of... having one of those days/one of those moments where everything feels out of place and not right. It's hard to describe.
I... don't really know how to format this? I'm in New York right now, upstate and enjoying it a bit. I'm still working through school - I'm studying about animals which is pretty nice. I like to draw and I like books on animal behavior. I am 23 years old, and have been dealing with depression since I was 13 years old, and anxiety since I was... well since I was born really. Not even as a joke. I remember at 2 years old when I was still in a crib - my mother put a plastic covering on the doorknob which prevented me from going out into the house (and well, maybe eating something toxic or falling or something). I got so scared that I cried to the point of vomiting. I've always been like that. Uh, except less crying and less vomiting. But the same level of sensitivity to stress. It's gotten better, but it's still a rough ride. I'm working with several therapists and I'm on medication, but sometimes I just need to talk to someone late at night. And well, most of my therapists aren't awake and neither are my friends.
I've tried to commit suicide three times. I self harmed a lot in highschool. I stopped self harming for a few years, but I relapse every so often. Usually when I'm feeling out of place and severely dissociated. I'm trying to reach out more when I'm feeling like this. I've never talked to anyone else who has self-harmed. I'd like to learn how other people experience it, and how they've managed to cope.
Also I really hope I posted this in the right forum. I'm terrible with stuff like this.
By Sins of life
I'm torn as I really want to confront a friend and hope to convince them to stop SH but it would be extremely selfish and hypocritical as I also self harm because I love it. I'm confused someone help me.
i dont know how to say. i used to enjoy the attention at school but now not anymore. i feel like hiding all the time.
i hate when my friends taking pictures of me or us, i just feels like invicible is better.
i used to talk a lot but now i dont even talk to people. i talk to them but never look at them in the eyes..
i want my old life back.
i terminated/deactivated/deleted most of my social account. i just, dont feel like it and i really hate the attention.
or maybe im afraid of people finding out about me.
mean me is the story behind my smile :')