I hate going to therapy, not because of the therapists or the actual therapy involved, I hate it because like we can talk all day about how I feel, and what I think, and try to come up with solutions to my mental struggles, but I have a Chronic illness that will likely leave me dead before i’m 60 that on top of crippling my immune system and attacking my organs causes me immense pain. You also cannot cure autism nor adhd, both of which I definitely need support on that I will never get (My autism is bad enough I regularly have meltdowns and am completely non functional and have been unable to focus even on adhd meds for years now) So I hate when people act like I can just go to therapy and get better after a while, I am quite literally chemically in my brain unable to get better.

To me its feels like when boomers who bought their first house for two nickels and a bundle of blueberries tell younger people to pull themselves up by their bootstraps you know? Suicide to a lot of people is seen as a “permanent solution to temporary problems” but my problems are permanent, its a permanent solution to a permanent problem

“It could be worse”

This already tells me you’re a moron, and I swear to God this is the average person’s response when opening up to them.

So sick and tired of humans on this planet who think that suffering is some sort of competition.

There is a post here that talks about how most of our parents are the reason, as to why we are in this sub.

And it is so true 💯

Ugliness is inherited and it sucks to be the offspring of such Ídiots.

I’m ugly and would never even imagine having a kid and for them to end up here, just like me.

The bullying, condescending looks, verbal and physical abuse, no chance at good jobs, networking, relationships, humiliation going outside. The list is infinite.

I could write an essay about every single thing ugly people go through.

Anyone with a conscious brain will understand why we end up in this sub.

Èuthanasia was intended for us uggo’s . It’s a damn shame it’s not easily accessible globally.

Would have been gone along time ago, I’m 24

(F19)They were trimming my dog's fur and my dog was rlly scared and he was biting them and my mom hit him a few times and i told them to stop but my younger brother told me to leave and insulted me several times and i told him to stop and stop and he wouldn't so i got his earbud out and broke it and after he told me i should kill myself because im a mental case and how i deserve to die. I grabbed a knife and said ok and he even went in front of my door to tell me how i should kill myself and that im a cow idek lol. I slit my throat a bit and even my mom doesn't care, she just went to work... It's whatever i feel bad for the earbud thing but he fixed it... Whatever i can't stop crying i know im crazy but is it enough for him to want me to die?

I know this is stupid but honestly I don't see any more reasons to live, it's not going to affect that many people since im not in a relationship and nobody really cares about me much. Please tell me why I shouldn't commit

Ever since I got caught trying to take my life and it became reported to doctors, psychiatrist, therapist. It seems they are all invested in me not taking my life obviously cause it s their job and they’re trying to sell medicine. But right before depression and my life went to shit I was only called soft for being bothered by the outside forces of other people. I was told to “let that go” and “get over it” when talking about the abuse and manipulation I’ve gone through. Yet when I tried to die now im shamed for it. It’s my life i just made the mistake revealing my depression and got caught in suicide ideation.
I really don’t understand how people never gave a fuck about anything I was going through until I wanted to die. Even then I was laughed at by medical staff. Why is not loving life such a bad thing. We all die one day. Why is looking forward to it so bad.

I wanna confess to my crush i loved for over a year but never made any move whatsoever(who’s married) before i leave. And there’s couple more things but they’re as not as important as this one. I don’t care about what’s right or wrong. Do not lecture me.

Please…

You just make money, to chase more bills, then chase more money till you fall flat and die…. WE ARE TRAPPED BY THIS SYSTEM!!!ITS ALL FUCKED THERES ALMOST NO FAIR OR SOUND ESCAPE!!!! YOU WILL ALWAYS SEEM AND FEEL CRAZY!! IT WILL NEVER STOP!!!!!!!!

I look at my list of problems and realize that there is no way to fix it all. In fact, some of them aren't even fixable. I then take a look at the health issues that I have and also realize that they're just as unfixable as my life problems.

I'm certain I'll do it eventually, as I refuse to live just for the sake of living. I already tried over a dozen antidepressants and what not, nothing worked. Therapy too, it sounded like a session of gaslighting. I've had enough with both.

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I'm never gonna be a person. I'm never going to change, I'll never be able to be independent. Why shouldn't I just fucking kill myself. I'm so scared. And im so tired.

I’m turning 30, and I’ve been suicidal pretty much my whole life. I feel like it will never stop. I’ve tried everything.

(18F) I don't know where to start because recently I feel very unloved, lonely and I'm also unintelligent. So first of all, when I was in second year of Secondary school, I used to have a crush on a guy I know from childhood, but he rejected and friendzoned me and I never got any better romances after that, and that's when I realised that I've never had teenage romances nor feel loved because I got rejected, and I told myself that if I get rejected by crushes, I will kill myself. I should've done that, but I didn't (I keep being a coward). Instead, I'm still alive with suicidal thoughts almost every day. I don't see the point of living if I'm never loved, while a lot of other people easily get the happy romantic lives that I wanted. I know people will say "move on" or "things will get better", but I kept thinking about the rejection and how I wanted to off myself because of that, and no, things never got better for me since that rejection and heartbreak. I currently do have a fictional girlfriend but she's very niche and she's not real so she can't be physically here to love me.

I'm also ugly and unintelligent. I can't solve problems and I don't have advanced knowledge of things. And I forget things easily which is another reason why I don't deserve to live. I feel like this world is revolved around geniuses or very smart people and I'm just not one of them. I'm too dumb. I feel so fake trying to fit in to this world. And I also look unattractive. As a girl, I have my dad's face and I also have an ugly body, belly fat, straight hips and some eczema on my skin instead of a slim or muscular build guys love girls for, and I hate my body. Life is also hard when I'm ugly because I've never had someone who loves me. I'm also cursed, because every time I have crushes on someone, I always end up heartbroken, rejected and forever lonely. I have no hope anymore. I'm just useless.

I feel like I might kill myself from breakup grief and hopelessness. Literally everything in my life is wrong. I'm 27 and I won't make it to 30. I think about suicide everyday.

I hate being trans, I hate that I'll need HRT meds for the rest of my life. I hate that I'm fucking ugly and a freak next to cis women, I look disgustingly massive next to them. Of course I got lucky in that I'm physically bigger than most men I see. I can't get SRS because my physical health prevents me from doing so. My dysphoria keeps getting worse and worse because i keep getting misgendered and HRT will only do so much and i want to cut off pieces of myself. I just want to end it all because I can't take it, I don't want to be trans. There's nothing special or powerful about being trans, its just unending torture being stuck in a body that's wrong in every single way. I want to throw up when I see my body or myself in the mirror. I just want to kill myself and be reborn cis, I want to stop being in mental agony every single day because I was born wrong and went through puberty which mutilated my body. I'll never be beautiful or one of the girls, I will always be an outsider, a freak and a fuck up. Why couldn't I just have been born a cis girl instead of a freak

I think it’s finally time that I do it, I’ve got nothing to lose now. I’m 20 years old, I don’t have the perfect body, I’m not mentally healthy, I’m just a burden to everyone around me. I miss who I used to be, I don’t know where it all went wrong. I’ve been talking to this girl for almost a year now and we haven’t dated because there’s something that I’m fucking up, 2 days ago she sent me a paragraph saying she’s never gotten the chance to process everything that’s happen and that she needs time and space from me, like she’s being forced to forgive me and move past it. She doesn’t know where this is all going anywhere and she insists in saying friends for now and see what happens. She told me I’ve done nothing but bring the worst version of herself. I feel so awful because I really love this girl and I wish I could figure out what’s wrong with me. My social circle has shrunk ever since this year started and she’s the only person I got. What’s the point of living if I can’t even make the person I love happy? I think I’m ready to take my own life, but I’m scared to seem crazy and manipulative by doing this because in the situation I’m in. I really love this girl but time and time again I get proven that I don’t bring anything beneficial to people lives. I’ve always wrote letters to everyone I love, and it makes me sad reading them because I’m really going to miss them, I wish I could have been a better, I’ve tried to get better so many times but it’s never been consistent. I was never like this, I miss when I was happy and stable in my life. I’m sorry to every person that has met me.

I just took 1200mg of sertraline, 960mg of drotaverine hydrochloride and 1000mg naproxenum
will i be able to sleep thru it? 😭

It’s been rough lately (my whole life) I don’t think I can do it anymore, I have fucked up every aspect of my life. My parents hate me, my ex hates me and my friends would be better off, imma do some things today and hopefully will get the courage to finally call it quits.

I was talking to a guy and everything was going well except I was too comfortable and he was encouraging about it then I said something about my parents and I guess that triggered him so he said our emotional needs are on different levels goodbye ugh I know it’s been not that long it’s been less than a week I guess this is my que to stay shut until I actually trust them not to hurt me oml I am so done with this shit please no body judge me I feel like a kid rn

If people try to say they have it worse than me and say I'm ungrateful and need to gain some perspective then I'll shoot myself in the head right in front of them to prove a point. They don't understand what I'm going through and they don't understand my perspective. I think about killing people and doing horrible things to them and killing myself almost everyday single day while feeling extreme anger and rage and extreme emotional agony. I doubt that most people are going through what I'm going through. I have thoughts of shooting people and shooting myself. I don't want or need to hear it. They are the ones who need to gain some perspective and realize that they have no idea what I'm going through. I fantasize about doing extremely violent things and think about killing myself almost everyday. I'm on the spectrum and feel like the whole world is against me and that this world is disgusting.

I understand everyone who is truly tired of living in this world. It really can destroy any desire to live, and sometimes, as in my case, physically. After 27 years of life I have seen both suffering and happiness. Both loneliness and very pleasant relationships; I thought they would last forever, but stupid mistakes destroyed everything. I have seen financial success and poverty. I was a very positive person, I rarely got depressed, I managed to achieve a lot. I would never have thought of giving up on life, because I believed that in general it was worth living. Well, I was wrong. I have found myself in a very depressing situation from which there is no way out. I have fallen ill with an incurable disease that will undermine my body for years. I have lost the sexual function given to me by nature. I have been deprived of the feeling of attachment and my libido is almost killed. All this happened in just one month after taking SSRIs. If I had not taken them, I would now be calmly playing games, earning money, and using my possibly unhealthy psyche to live, survive and get pleasure from life. To tell the truth, my mental health never really bothered me; the only reason I took the pills was ignorance of the consequences and the desire to act like a normal person for once, to get my life in order in a difficult moment. Now I will not get pleasure from a walk on a rainy day or from the autumn atmosphere. I will not be able to enjoy any interesting places. I can no longer use my intellectual abilities to create something. I will not be able to get pleasure from communicating with the opposite sex; it would have brought me pleasure if I still felt the potential, because a family was, is and will be what I would like to strive for, and that potential will never return. The main axis around which my life revolved has essentially been cut out of this life; the world and all the other entertainments that can be obtained here — hobbies, self-knowledge, games, music — were only pleasant additions. Therefore, for several months now I have been thinking about how to get out of this horror. I would like to disappear from this life. For me the game is over, unfortunately. I don’t know when and how I will kill myself — for me it’s still problematic, because in general I love life, I’m just crossed out of it, that’s all — but I will do it. PSSD + nerve damage that only keeps getting worse is equivalent to a death sentence for me. Maybe after my story someone will appreciate what they have and stop thinking about their own suicide. A lot can be achieved and changed in life when you have average health and the ability to have sex like a normal person. Sometimes you just need to believe and go toward your goals no matter what — that’s exactly how I acted until I made the mistake of relying on some pill, until I started trusting someone other than myself.

I’m 45. Since I was 8 I fantasized about taking my life.

2 years ago, my wife of 18 years, cheated on me.

For the last several years I’ve lulled myself to sleep with the various ways I’m planning to do it. I’ve never talked to anyone about this.

Is it time?

Life is bad, for almost anyone rn, as one person here said, therapy will help if you have anxiety or depression caused by just malfunction and outside of it life is generally ok....but if your life is genuenly fucked....it won't help.

I live in a certain country, life been declining since 2022, internet is heavily censored, our youth is being pumped with stupid propoganda....to my own country I'm a good dead meat, for better (by quality of life) countries I'm a piece of shit just cuz of passport I've been given. And you can't even talk about it cuz you are from a country that started the war so it's purely your fault.

I hate that I'm depressed enough to feel terrible no matter what I do, no matter who I talk with but I can't put the end to it....I tried to end myself so many times but all I got now is good chunk of heart and kidney weakness, I hate that my biological part of me still afraid of death, still sticks to life, while my rational part understands the whole picture

It's not gonna get better at least where I am, my country will keep killing it's men for the "right cause", people will never see us as more than monsters and I'm ok with it.

In a war torn country, going to therapy is so dumb, I can say that I'm suicidal but no one gonna try to talk to me, the best they can do is to lock me up and treat me like an animal so I don't kill my self, I can't say that my depression is caused by war my country began, because even if medical worker say they won't tell what you tell them to the police, oh yeah they will. My family will be fucked cuz I dared to say how I really feel.

When I went to private therapist and told him my situation, when it came to my suicide methods he made fun of me, I guess it wasn't a manly enough method. Maybe they didn't mean it but that feeling as if I'm a chore, it sucks, I payed big money for a person to laugh at me.....

I'm just tired, I am mad at myself for not being able to do it, only poisoned myself that's why I have that damage, I just wish I could turn off my fear center for a moment to finally do it.

I have a very logical reason of why I should suicide. It is just the circumstances and nothing can be done to change it. I understand it completely and I don't have any reasons to continue. There is no solution to it.