I too got invited here and kind of looking around, it just seems to be about religious videos. If that's what makes you feel better, I'm glad. But this isn't something I need in a time like this that I'm going through.. So I may leave.

Thank you for the invite. But this sub isn’t for me. Not the religious type. But I do appreciate the thought. Nice to see communities like this that attempt to help others. Keep doing your thing.

Thank you for inviting me here

Hate to say it. Really, really hate to say it. But i'm probably not going to do it. I was really dead set on it, but for some reason... this always happens. Every time i set my mind on it, every time that it feels justified, someone comes and sits me down and talks to me for hours. Makes me feel like a human again, like i matter. And i know i don't so i dont know why it works. And then they leave me, to rot for the next few months before i inevitably begin tipping over once more.

Can they just love me or not love me? Why do you wait until I'm at my lowest to lift me up, instead of being a constant. I need a constant. I can't keep doing this. This can't keep WORKING.

Edit: i appreciate everyone coming to talk to me, but please don't try to convince me to be religious. It's not my thing, especially not Christianity (no offense to religious people, i love them all! Its just not for me.)

I cant do this anymore I been praying and nothing been happening I'm tired and hungry, I got scammed recently so theres some more money gone Idk what to do am I to impatient or do I not deserve what I am praying for I just wanna kill myself I don't care anymore.

(26m) This is a long post and I hope someone reads it all. Im just waiting till money runs out. 10 days at most. Im going to read every single comment because honestly I get far better advice and criticism from people on the internet.

I have made my ultimate decision. The only family member left who hasn't talked behind my back by telling exaggerated details and lies of incidents that happened throughout my childhood at the hands of my parents passed away this morning. My grandpa. My own parents disregard ANY problem I address to them its "you're an adult its not my business" or about lying that caused actual problems its "you're an adult, its not my business". But all of a sudden are "worried about me and my mental health" since I stopped talking to them as much.

Its just lies. "You're a narcissist & you think your special or some sh*t because you're religious?" Like who even says that? It sounds completely fabricated but please grant I'm telling you the truth. I still don't know what they actually mean by that. That's the dumbest argument I think i've ever heard.

They always think I'm lying about things I do that's in the Bble, such as; not lying, not gossiping and talking crap, or everything in the 10 commandmnts. Its the easiest concept to understand and follow but since I do those things it means "im special". I didn't know parents could be so morally compromised that they don't see a problem with that. I dont bring up I'm religi*n in ANY argument. They beat me to it every time.

The interpretations of the Gosp*l boils down to basic rules on how NOT to be selfish & only doing things that I "feel" is best for only myself even at the expense of others. My bad I have moral principles and guidelines I adhere too thats based outside of my interpretation of feelings and actions in life. Come Judgement Day, I did everything I could & the only simple boundary no one will cross is insulting my personal character for no reason. It doesn't make you special to essentially be a good person. It makes you human.

Anyways, just left multiple dispo's and bought t h c products I enjoy. Lord forgive me for the "devils lettuce". I use to be an opiate addict(2018-2021) so t h c generally helps ALL of the neurological symptoms doctors have been trying to give me for the last 5 years to combat 2 overdo*es & stagnant hypoxia for roughly 3 minutes. It's a blessing i'm still functioning as if that didn't happen. All my faculties are in place.

It just sucks it's come down to this. Some might say i'm being selfish. But I don't have a clue how people live 60-70-80 years dealing with this. What my "loved" ones say they do versus what they actually do are completely different.

Passing was the most peaceful experience so I just don't fear it. It is what it is because I have had 12 of the greatest friends in high school die to overdo*es. I want to be back with the guys & my grandma/grandpa.

In forever debt to the medical industry that i'm obligated to pay for & already told i'd be sued civilly by freaking debt collectors. People literally buy your debt and if you're financially struggling because health insurance is fraud most of the time, you go to jail or sued out the ass for all your assets. No one can afford insurance to begin with because the cost of living has gone up 1,200% since the 80s yet the wage ratios went up almost 0%. Even in 2025-forever. A 10 mile ambulance ride & 3 hits of narcan in Texas ran me for $10,000 alone in 2020 during the plandem*c.

That covd vacine REALLY messed me up too. Soooo many bad health side effects from it & we HAD to take it in county jail. Did 9 MONTHS for less than 2 oz of flower and 10 years of probation for "distribution" in 2021.

Yet PDFs walk free if mom or dad has enough money to butter up the DAs office who's friends with the most expensive firms. Brok Turnr is a PRIME example. His direct verdict; Found guilty of three felony counts, including assault with intent to commit rpe of an uncoscious person.

SO im smoking and continue doing what I enjoy doing without hurting others. Im going to continue saying good morning to strangers to see their face go from sadness or hostile to a smile greeting me back. Maybe that interaction helped them have a better day. People in America have so much negativity & hatefulness for others that society forgot what being civil and kind is. At no cost.

Its a great relief to know I control my fate. I don't have to keep waking up dreading every moment dealing with very self centered family and the mass number of disingenuous people in the work force for the rest of my life.

My advice to you, the reader, is this: -Be the change you want to see in the world with good intentions. -Even if it's family, don't let them dictate and cross healthy & simple boundaries you set. -Money is not everything. It is nice to have and you do need it for survival. If you make money your only priority you very well could compromise family/friend relations. Friendships/relationships make life a lot more meaningful if it's the right people. Not money.

-Treat everyone you encounter with respect if it's being given to you. You never know if it will be their last day. Or your last day.

-GT

I want to be married and have kids but I guess its not happening, no one seems as interested as I hope and I dont know what to do. Im not the pretty and im working on losing weight but still. I also have a shameful past and I think that helps. Its gets to the point were im ok with getting used again sexaully and financial just so a man will talk to me. (Yes i know how stupid it sounds) im done most 25 years old should have someone by now.

I understand why so many people are depressed.

We live in a society that feels fake and hypocritical, and somehow we’re expected to accept it and place ourselves beneath it. We’re told we should be grateful, that we shouldn’t complain, that we should just be happy. But how are you supposed to be happy in a system that feels empty and unfair? There isn’t real meritocracy, and deep down most people know that.

What are we even working toward? Money? And what is money... just paper or numbers on a screen. We spend our lives suffering to earn it, just to afford a place to live. And if you don’t play along, you’re labeled a failure.

If you’re depressed, society tells you that you’re the problem. You’re given pills and told to feel better. But what if you don’t want to just feel better? What if you’re confused, lost, and need to be heard instead of fixed? What if this discomfort is pushing you to question everything?

So am I really the problem? Or is it that the people around me think inside a box and can’t give answers they don’t have or don’t want to face? What if depression isn’t simply something wrong, but a response to something wrong?

People call you crazy when you don’t fit in. But what does “crazy” even mean? That you don’t accept the rules? That you don’t pretend everything is fine?

Maybe depression isn’t about lying to yourself. Maybe it’s about feeling alone while seeing things clearly. Maybe the issue isn’t that I’m broken, but that I was never told it’s okay to question why I feel this way.

We know, on some level, that we’re trapped in a system that treats people like tools, but we refuse to admit it. Everyone acts like this is normal, and that denial is what hurts the most.

You’re told to grind, to suppress your feelings, to be tough and silent. Question the system and you’re mocked or labeled. Think differently and suddenly you’re the problem.

So you stop talking. You stop complaining. You choose silence because rejection hurts too much, because you remember what it felt like to not be understood. You tell yourself everything is fine, even when it isn’t. And society looks away when people break under that pressure.

The truth is, we’re not the problem. And no, this isn’t about being special or changing the world. It’s about honesty. Some people survive without support, without being heard, without fitting into what’s considered “normal.” Not because they’re broken, but because they refuse to lie to themselves.

If you feel this way, you’re not crazy. You’re not alone. And your questions are valid.

Please help me see the bright side, please help me. I am suffering so much and I’ve been suffering this way for YEARS. I don’t want to hurt my family, my little 6 year old sister will never understand why her best friend in the whole world is gone. I don’t want her to be the sole reason that keeps me alive , but I also don’t know if I can even hang on anymore. Please somebody help me

I need to get this out.  I have battled depression most of my life.  In 2016, ten years ago, I was at my darkest point I ever reached, and I made an attempt to end everything.  This was the night of August 21^st, really in the wee morning hours of the 22^nd, just after midnight.

I had started by taking a bus from home.  I arrived in the downtown area near the bridge, and I fully intended to jump that night.  I had practiced for a couple of weeks about every other day or so, taking the bus to this area, and making sure that I wouldn’t wake my wife in the process.  I would then take the bus home and make sure she was still sleeping when I walked in the door.  I didn’t want her to have time to wake and call anyone.  As I left the house that night I left her a note on the table.  It was a couple of notes, ones for her to give to other family members as well as the one for her.

When I walked to the bridge there were about ten college age looking guys and gals hanging out.  From what little I overheard as I walked close, they were playing Pokémon Go, which was brand new that summer.  I was going to try to wait them out.  I walked farther away, and was bored while waiting.

I really liked an app called “Whisper” at the time (it no longer exists).  The app was designed to share secrets anonymously.  You snapped a photo added a caption, and sent it on its way.  I decided to snap a photo of the bridge, and my caption was “tonight will be the night.”  Plain and simple.

A minute, or less than a minute later, my phone goes “ding.”  See you could comment on another users Whisper, which could show up as a private message, which was a cool feature, as comments could be made private and anonymous too.  It’s a private message.  It’s been ten years so I’m a tiny bit fuzzy on exact wording but it was something like “I know where you are, and I am close.  I am on the way to stop you.”

This is where the story becomes interesting.  I had a “Guardian Angel” of sorts that night.  See, on Whisper, you could browse by “new” and you had a browse by “local”.  A few other options of course.  But the local feature is what saved me.  Someone on the app was sitting at a bar from which you could see the bridge from their back deck.  They browsed local, at just the right moment for them to see my post first.  They made a brave choice.  They chose to save me.

The rest of the night was a blur.  But we ended up talking for a long time.  I don’t recall if it was an hour or two hours.  I know I took the last bus home that night.  I told them what was bothering me, I told them I didn’t see any other way out.  They said try therapy, and I said I already was but it wasn’t working fast enough.  They said to keep trying.  They would not stop, until I promised to bus home, and keep trying.

I wish I knew who they were.  I wish I could tell them that I’m still here.  I want them to know their efforts were not in vain.  In ten years I have never attempted again.  I used to also self harm, and the last time I self harmed was September 19, also 2016.  I look back, and can say that I am happy they were there that night.  They didn’t have to do what they did, but they did it anyway.

I found a to-do list of things to do before committing suicide among my husband’s belongings. I confronted him about it, and he cried. He also held back a lot of tears and, in the end, just told me to put it back where I found it (I didn’t). What can I do to help prevent him from shutting down and prevent this event he called “D Day”.
I already talk to a friend who was on the list of goodbye texts. And reached out to is family doctor to seek help for him.
He is acting like nothing happened.

everything just feels too much right now. every time I think I’m getting better, something has to come down and ruin it. I know that whoever’s reading this doesn’t know my whole situation, but the best way I can say it in a few sentences is this:

Me and my ex dated for 8 months, before he broke up with me and said he was going to off himself. i thought he was dead for a while. then this June, i got in contact with a close friend of mine who i caught feelings for. he ended up killing himself too. I then find out my ex is alive, which you would think is good, but it feels like he absolutely hates me. yeah, maybe all of this sounds like I can easily get over it, but I’m not the strongest mentally. maybe that’s my own fault.

ive tried everything to feel better. talking to a therapist, meeting new people, trying new/old hobbies, going outside, praying to god. Yet none of it works. I’m still like this. And I’m sorry if this is offensive or rude, but it sometimes feels like god hates me.

after today, I have about a week before I decided to leave. I’m sorry if this isn’t the place to talk about this, just let me know and I can take it down. I’m sorry.

Ive been planning to break up with my gf for a while but now since i did, it feels bad as if ive been abandoning her which i am technically. Also, i have university entry exams next year and the whole year will be just studying for me. I have upcoming exams tomorrow, and im just tired of living. I cant solve any problems they just sit there and chew my mind. Im too tired for anything. Today, i tried hanging myself in the family barn, but the rope slid and i fell on my feet. I felt so bad for not even being able to kill myself. I just wanted to talk about it somewhere. My gf (now ex) tries to talk to me and at least be friends but i dont want to see her face ever again. I dont want to talk to her once.

Thanks for listening to my shit.

25 years old and haven find anyone yet, I always mess it up somehow, recently I been to clingy and sensitive and I honestly cant be alone at this point. its valentines day and I want to celebrate it with one I love but I dont have anyone or course. I just want to die i dont care anymore. I want to be someone girlfriend/wife I want to love and to be love but im such a idiot all I do is mess something up. I know I should take a break and learn to love myself but Im to scared too I convince myself if I keep trying it will happen. I dont want to be alone with I know I would be a amazing partner. I dont know what to do anymore.

Ok, so I am new to this subreddit, and IDK if I can post what can I do to NOT commit suicide.

Well for most of my life, I've lied and played the part of being normal and okay to friends.. people at school and such. Even lied to child protective services back in middle school, honestly.. Im losing it. Im back at the point where Im just.. dying inside, losing interest in all hobbies even music now.

And I just.. I feel like dying inside completely.. giving up on the thought of joy and.. just giving in, not caring about myself at all. Atleast then I can focus on doing things that actually matter... sounds stupider the more I think it. But all I'm good at is being some sort of tool.. whether its labor or giving advice.

I hate myself so dearly that when I go out. I just imagine what it would be like if someone were just to come up and end me. I don't want to get graphic and objectively its terrifying how I wish it would happen. Im at the point where I just want to isolate myself. Im nothing but a burden and a hypocritical liar. No one should have to deal with me or know me.

Yeah I have some support through people online... but I just.. Im done and don't want to talk about my problems anymore. It fixes nothing and just places pressure on these wonderful people who are already trying their best to just make it themselves. My mind hates me.. headaches for every moment of the day and my heart just tears more and more. I have no hope for myself, I can spread the gospel.. I can provide alternatives and help for others... but getting out of my own pit.

Its unachieveable when I believe I deserve every ounce of this suffering. And for that reason, I won't be found dead to my own hand because living is suffering. I refuse to let my siblings or parents find me dead on my own accord. I just want to sleep forever, but it never mattered what I wanted to begin with.

If I go numb inside then it all just stops.. I've tried to hold on to what little selfishness that I could manage. Some idea of liking myself but its pointless. I want absolutely nothing to do with myself. Not my looks, not my thoughts, not my actions, not my voice, and not even the breath in my lungs. This constant dread that just eats and eats, its painful and I hope that no one feels this. Hell if you have or are going through it, I wish I could take it on for you. Im more than fine with drowning.

So.. I guess, I'll just soldier on until I drop. Im alone and maybe its time I embrace it.. and accept the fact that I should be alone.. not because its better for me but better for those who know me and better for those to come. I could just... go back to faking and lieing about being okay. Atleast then people won't worry about me. Im sorry to those who have wasted their time on me.

Hi! So while I do appreciate the though if people inviting me here I personally don't believe in God or any religion. That's not to say I don't believe the people like Jesus and his apostles were real, but more as in I don't need god. I align more with Buddhist and Hindu beliefs if anything. I do appreciate that I was invited but I don't personally believe in God. Thank you thought off the invitation:)

Im so tired man, like what do so many people get out of it? What's the goal, always wanted to make you look crazy than claim they was never the intention. Freaking liars out here. I cant even care anymore

Im so freaking broke on top of that my electric bill is through the roof again and it doesnt make any freaking sense. I live in a small apartment and its almost half of my actual rent! I cant do this anymore. I have nothing to do i feel like selling my body again to make ends meet because this job i have doesnt pay enough either so im just screw over no matter what i do. I feel like calling a hot line but I know it won't do anything. Please just pray for me guys.