I know what you mean but those people can also be the reason you want to end it.
Here’s my secret I’m slipping losing my faith, and my will to live. I’m too ashamed of it to ask for help I wish someone would realize and help me, but they all have seem to have forgotten I exist
i’ve this way for as long as i can remember, but ive always had my best friend there to pick me up and make me believe in the good things in life. she showed me this website.
I love my her and i love my boyfriend for pulling me out of this.
i tried to get proper help but i couldnt open up enough for them to be able to help me.
Please never be afraid to ask someone, because in the end it is worth it.
There is always some thing worth living for, you just have to find it.
I have felt this way most of my life, I recently called 6 different suicide hotlines and didn’t get through to any of them. There is no help or maybe that was the sign that I should do it?? I wish I could leave but there are two people that keep me here. Sometimes I am mad at them for it…
I don’t know you (at least I don’t think I do) but I saw your post and wanted to tell you I care! And I love you! I am hoping you contact me, and maybe we can talk, and become friends. Please consider contacting me!
this PS shares my soul. i dont do it because i dont want to hurt those i love so much. but the truth is…its been years and it doesnt get any better. i just learn to hide it better hoping either it’ll go away or i’ll eventually quit caring about them.
I think of shooting myself in the face pretty much every day, but I won’t do it. My family and I aren’t super close, in fact, I’ve always felt like the black sheep, especially ever since my dad died a few years ago. I feel like he was the only one that really understood me. But even so, I couldn’t do that to my family. And I’m still young (22) and as hopeless as I feel sometimes, I have to believe that in the time I have left, there has to be at least a few experiences I will have that will make me happy I held on. Good luck!
Please, please, please always remember that those people in your postcard love you. I lost a loved on to suicide; today would have been his 32nd birthday. I cannot describe the pain I felt when he died 7 years ago and the pain I still feel now. Those people on your card love you and are there for you whenever you need them. Please let them in when you need help and do not cause them the ultimate pain of losing someone they love.
It was the same way for me for years. I remember back when I was as young as ten and wanting to just step in front of a coming car or swallow all my parent’s pills then I’d think of them finding me and change my mind. I only got help recently because I kept telling myself that I was being dramatic or I had to get over it. I felt so ashamed because I have a good life. I’m not better yet, I may never be, but I’m still so much happier. The first time you tell someone, especially a doctor, and they take you seriously is so relieving. Please, try to get help. I chickened out a few times and down played what was wrong and got dismissed. Don’t let that happen to you. You deserved help, and you’ll get it if you ask.
Please get in contact with me if you ever need someone to talk to maybe having friends in a different country might help we could chat about different things.
wether u think they do or not the people around you love you. i recently lost a friend because he felt his life wasnt worth living. life is to precious to waste its one thing you can never get back. u never know how much someone means to u till their gone and to many people you are that person. to the world you may be one person but to one person you may be the world. i dont know you but this still hurt me life gets better i promise i know what your going through. theres someone out there that it the reason life is worth living find them and everyone around you talk to them it could be the hardest thing you ever do but could be the best choice. you were put on this earth for a reason let the earth take you when its your time dont cut it short <3
hannah, everyone does it. Men and women alike, so don’t worry about it. Religion is just a way to get people to do what the church wants them to do.. and follow rules created thousands of years ago by simple men. Have at it, and have fun!
That could have been my postcard. At my lowest point, the only thing that saved me was the thought of how it would damage my 10 yr old niece. That little girl saved my life.
this explains everything i feel. the people who bring you up can also make you want to make their life better by making yourself disappear. sometimes i wish i had the guts to pull it off but i think about all the things my mum has done for me. i couldn’t do it to her but i want the feelings to go away.
I am trying to help someone going through this right now. It is breaking my heart just to read this card and what I am seeing. I am speaking from experience because I felt this way too. I will tell you what I told my friend. Tell yourself every day “I am going to live because I deserve to.” Right now, you may not agree with that. But if you say it enough, every day all day, eventually you will convince yourself of that. I know because I had to do the same thing when I went through this very same problem. It could take a while but don’t stop doing it. Feel free to email me directly.
I consider it all the time. The train tracks, crossing the street….but I wouldnt do it either. It would wreck my family. My father would just lose it. My mom would give up. My little sisters life would be over. I often wonder how long it would take my friends to find out- its sad that it would actually take quite a while
I am too ashamed to get anti depressant medication. I know all about depression, I’ve done my research. My family just would not understand, they would treat me like I’m sick and as if I’m an outsider. I’ve tried so much to do things that would make me feel better, like focusing on my career. But thats about all I have these days. I am 19 and barely go hang out, barely drink, go to clubs, or any fun stuff. Quite frankly, my friends don’t care about me. My best friends entire family, well, 3/5 and clinical depression. I fear she might have it too. its genetic. So here we are two best friends who are so emotionally unstable and can’t help each other. Everything is just so confusing. And i know this isnt the right place to be saying all this. Its just that its always disappointment after disappointment. I try so hard at my internship and they barely appreciate it. I make plans to go out and they always get canceled, something goes wrong. I shop and buy beautiful clothes but have nowhere to wear them too. I want to dorm, but can’t.
I hope everything goes well for everyone else here. Please please try to get help. find things that will make you happy. and if the first thing doesnt, then try and try and try again. fall down? get back up. find better friends. think of what used to make you happy. force yourself into it until its as natural as it used to be. this wont be forever.
The only thing that makes me not go through with it, every single time, is my neices and nephews. Im 19, and have 6 (girls and 3 boys), I want to be able to see them grow up and enjoy life and be happy, and especially be able to give them more than I have ever had as a kid. I only want whats best for themm, and thats the only thing thats keeping me motivated to live.
I FEEL LIKE THIS TOO. I HAVE DEPRESSION AND PTSD. I HAVENT BECAUSE I PROMISED MY DAD I WOULDNT AND IT IS HARD TO KEEP THAT PROMISE. I AM PRAYING FOR YOU. I HOPE THAT YOU WONT FEEL LIKE THIS FOREVER. GOD BLESS YOU
I only have 1 friend. I don’t see her very offten, she has her own life. I wake up every day feeling like there is no point even getting out of bed. I’m trying to put my life back together after losing my job, my apt, my boyfrined, my cats, pretty much my life. I feel worthless and stupid becaues its all my fault. I can’t handle how I feel anymore. I’m so emty, I have nothing to offer this world. I have no hobbies I enjoy nothing I just sit around thinking about how crappy my life is. I just hate everything about myself. I feel fake like I have no personality. I can’t talk to people, but I have nothing to say except how sad I am. I just don’t talk. I just wish I was dead
This is my secret well not so secret now. I’ve tried to do it more then once but sadly didnt work. I still think about it all the time and even now i would love to but the thing that gets me is that i don’t want to hurt the person who finds me dead… Im 19 and I live with my partner of coming up 3 yrs, and flat with others. I go to uni, work full time and live a semi norm life. The one thing tho that gets me thru these is my partner as i havent spoken to my mother in 5 yrs and my father wants nothing to do with me. The only family i got is my older sis whos been thru the same, and my aunty and uncle who is a saint! I’ve gone to therapists galore and just given up on them as the thought of me leaving this place makes me soo happy inside.. fml!!
They have not forgotten you exist. I know it can seem like that, honestly I do, and what was hardest for me was realizing that things dont always happen like they do in the movies, with people showing up at the right time and knowing how to save you. But please, just don’t give up. Try something that you’ve always secretly wanted to do, and if that fails, try something else, and just keep going because there’s nothing to lose. This is your life. I started to take singing lessons because I loved singing when I was a child.
My secret is that my best friend took a whole bunch of acid and killed himself when I was a lot younger.
Now all I have to remember him by is a foggy ptsd infested memory, and all I can hope for is that he’s happy with his death.
Stop rushing to the end and enjoy your life. Don’t do it “for” others, do it because you can still have fun times in between the shitty things.
This is one of my biggest secrets. I have paranoid schizophrenia and bipolar disorder, which have made my life a living hell. My family knows that I’m really struggling to just get through each day, but they don’t know that every single day I am consumed by thoughts of suicide. It varies in severity, I have multiple drastic mood swings each day and when I hit my “low” (lowest I ever reach) I become consumed by this unbearable pain inside of me that just won’t seem to go away. It’s really scary knowing that I could have one of these mood swings at any time that will cause me to suffer a temporary and very severe emotional and mental breakdown. There were several episodes that left me screaming on the floor or bashing my head into the bathroom wall. I haven’t told anybody about that or how suicidal I really am because I’m afraid that it will ruin the progress I’ve made and that it will just hurt and scare them. I really wish I had people in my life to talk to, but i don’t…so i have to deal with this alone. I had that low yesterday and I really didn’t feel like I could make it through the night, but I did yet again. I don’t know if I could even get myself to the point where I could talk sincerely about my desire to kill myself. The worst part though is not being able to tell anybody. But yeah…if I didn’t have my family, I wouldn’t even give it a second thought.
I can’t even describe how many plans have ran through my head, and I really can’t help but wonder what it would be like to die, and make the pain go away. The one thing that keeps me from it is my family. I wouldn’t want to put them through it.
I feel like hanging myself everyday. When driving home I always imagine what tree will it be. I have the greatest boyfriend but I hurt inside so much I want to just go away. Ive thought about my family and how they would hurt but each day I care less. I know I will do it one day. It’s just a matter of when. I wasn’t made to be here….
my family and friends (except one) dont no that i think of killing myself…everyday i wish i had the strength do get it over with but i cant because i cant stop myself from thinking about what it would do to the people around me…i almost wish that someone would kill me so i don’t have to, so that my family wont feel like they missed something, like there was something they should have noticed but didn’t…i have felt this way ever since i can remember age 5 at least, i’m 16 nearly 17 now and in my final year of school before uni i don’t no if i will make it…i don’t want to…there is just so much that has happened and yet it feels like i shouldn’t feel this way because there are just so many people worse off….i just wish
The only reason I don’t is because of my mom. But sometimes it’s only cause I feel guilty that she has spent so much money on my education. I guess it’s nice to know other people feel the same way.
I used to slit my wrists and imagine bleeding to death in the bathtub, but the image of my Mother finding me always stopped me from cutting too deep. Then I tattooed her name on my wrist, to cover up the scars and remind me why I’m here. Thanks Mom xoxoxox
i absolutely feel the same. Sometimes i actually resent the people who care about me because they’re stopping me from freeing myself. I actually have thought about getting a tattoo to cover my scars, but i never really wanted a tattoo and i’m not sure how i’d feel about getting a whole sleeve.
A few weeks ago, I told one of my friends about it. Just fleeting thoughts; nothing too intent or specific. I can’t even begin to tell you how glad I am that I did.
This made me cry. Never have I read a post secret that was so unbelievably
true to myself.
Thank you, whoevers secret this is.
Thank you a lot.
I know what you mean but those people can also be the reason you want to end it.
Here’s my secret I’m slipping losing my faith, and my will to live. I’m too ashamed of it to ask for help I wish someone would realize and help me, but they all have seem to have forgotten I exist
i’ve this way for as long as i can remember, but ive always had my best friend there to pick me up and make me believe in the good things in life. she showed me this website.
I love my her and i love my boyfriend for pulling me out of this.
i tried to get proper help but i couldnt open up enough for them to be able to help me.
Please never be afraid to ask someone, because in the end it is worth it.
There is always some thing worth living for, you just have to find it.
I have felt this way most of my life, I recently called 6 different suicide hotlines and didn’t get through to any of them. There is no help or maybe that was the sign that I should do it?? I wish I could leave but there are two people that keep me here. Sometimes I am mad at them for it…
I have the same reason…those people are the only reason i’ve never seriously considered/tried suicide. I hope the thought of them gets you through…
This is the saddest PS I’ve read I know how you feel. If anyone reading this is considering suicide please PLEASE don’t do it. Life does get better
I don’t know you (at least I don’t think I do) but I saw your post and wanted to tell you I care! And I love you! I am hoping you contact me, and maybe we can talk, and become friends. Please consider contacting me!
That was suppose to be for all of you, all of you! Please if you have these feelings, contact me. I want to listen!
this PS shares my soul. i dont do it because i dont want to hurt those i love so much. but the truth is…its been years and it doesnt get any better. i just learn to hide it better hoping either it’ll go away or i’ll eventually quit caring about them.
I think of shooting myself in the face pretty much every day, but I won’t do it. My family and I aren’t super close, in fact, I’ve always felt like the black sheep, especially ever since my dad died a few years ago. I feel like he was the only one that really understood me. But even so, I couldn’t do that to my family. And I’m still young (22) and as hopeless as I feel sometimes, I have to believe that in the time I have left, there has to be at least a few experiences I will have that will make me happy I held on. Good luck!
Hi Mel, I’ll be your friend!
This PostSeceret is so true for me, they are the only reason I’m still here.
Please, please, please always remember that those people in your postcard love you. I lost a loved on to suicide; today would have been his 32nd birthday. I cannot describe the pain I felt when he died 7 years ago and the pain I still feel now. Those people on your card love you and are there for you whenever you need them. Please let them in when you need help and do not cause them the ultimate pain of losing someone they love.
It was the same way for me for years. I remember back when I was as young as ten and wanting to just step in front of a coming car or swallow all my parent’s pills then I’d think of them finding me and change my mind. I only got help recently because I kept telling myself that I was being dramatic or I had to get over it. I felt so ashamed because I have a good life. I’m not better yet, I may never be, but I’m still so much happier. The first time you tell someone, especially a doctor, and they take you seriously is so relieving. Please, try to get help. I chickened out a few times and down played what was wrong and got dismissed. Don’t let that happen to you. You deserved help, and you’ll get it if you ask.
Please get in contact with me if you ever need someone to talk to maybe having friends in a different country might help we could chat about different things.
wether u think they do or not the people around you love you. i recently lost a friend because he felt his life wasnt worth living. life is to precious to waste its one thing you can never get back. u never know how much someone means to u till their gone and to many people you are that person. to the world you may be one person but to one person you may be the world. i dont know you but this still hurt me life gets better i promise i know what your going through. theres someone out there that it the reason life is worth living find them and everyone around you talk to them it could be the hardest thing you ever do but could be the best choice. you were put on this earth for a reason let the earth take you when its your time dont cut it short <3
Does it though???
this is EXACTLY how i feel, in fact i feel like my faith is slipping due to my addiction to masturbation, i always say sorry, yet do it again. I’m 16.
hannah, everyone does it. Men and women alike, so don’t worry about it. Religion is just a way to get people to do what the church wants them to do.. and follow rules created thousands of years ago by simple men. Have at it, and have fun!
That could have been my postcard. At my lowest point, the only thing that saved me was the thought of how it would damage my 10 yr old niece. That little girl saved my life.
It’s amazing what a few close friends can do.
If you are feeling this way, I recommend you seek a professional. A little counseling and a mild antidepressant can do wonders.
this explains everything i feel. the people who bring you up can also make you want to make their life better by making yourself disappear. sometimes i wish i had the guts to pull it off but i think about all the things my mum has done for me. i couldn’t do it to her but i want the feelings to go away.
I am trying to help someone going through this right now. It is breaking my heart just to read this card and what I am seeing. I am speaking from experience because I felt this way too. I will tell you what I told my friend. Tell yourself every day “I am going to live because I deserve to.” Right now, you may not agree with that. But if you say it enough, every day all day, eventually you will convince yourself of that. I know because I had to do the same thing when I went through this very same problem. It could take a while but don’t stop doing it. Feel free to email me directly.
I consider it all the time. The train tracks, crossing the street….but I wouldnt do it either. It would wreck my family. My father would just lose it. My mom would give up. My little sisters life would be over. I often wonder how long it would take my friends to find out- its sad that it would actually take quite a while
I am too ashamed to get anti depressant medication. I know all about depression, I’ve done my research. My family just would not understand, they would treat me like I’m sick and as if I’m an outsider. I’ve tried so much to do things that would make me feel better, like focusing on my career. But thats about all I have these days. I am 19 and barely go hang out, barely drink, go to clubs, or any fun stuff. Quite frankly, my friends don’t care about me. My best friends entire family, well, 3/5 and clinical depression. I fear she might have it too. its genetic. So here we are two best friends who are so emotionally unstable and can’t help each other. Everything is just so confusing. And i know this isnt the right place to be saying all this. Its just that its always disappointment after disappointment. I try so hard at my internship and they barely appreciate it. I make plans to go out and they always get canceled, something goes wrong. I shop and buy beautiful clothes but have nowhere to wear them too. I want to dorm, but can’t.
I hope everything goes well for everyone else here. Please please try to get help. find things that will make you happy. and if the first thing doesnt, then try and try and try again. fall down? get back up. find better friends. think of what used to make you happy. force yourself into it until its as natural as it used to be. this wont be forever.
The only thing that makes me not go through with it, every single time, is my neices and nephews. Im 19, and have 6 (girls and 3 boys), I want to be able to see them grow up and enjoy life and be happy, and especially be able to give them more than I have ever had as a kid. I only want whats best for themm, and thats the only thing thats keeping me motivated to live.
This is exactly how I feel, but I didn’y know it until this then.
Thank you.
I hope you know even though your a stranger I really care about you.
I hear you.
i’m glad that you don’t, i hope that you never do
I FEEL LIKE THIS TOO. I HAVE DEPRESSION AND PTSD. I HAVENT BECAUSE I PROMISED MY DAD I WOULDNT AND IT IS HARD TO KEEP THAT PROMISE. I AM PRAYING FOR YOU. I HOPE THAT YOU WONT FEEL LIKE THIS FOREVER. GOD BLESS YOU
I only have 1 friend. I don’t see her very offten, she has her own life. I wake up every day feeling like there is no point even getting out of bed. I’m trying to put my life back together after losing my job, my apt, my boyfrined, my cats, pretty much my life. I feel worthless and stupid becaues its all my fault. I can’t handle how I feel anymore. I’m so emty, I have nothing to offer this world. I have no hobbies I enjoy nothing I just sit around thinking about how crappy my life is. I just hate everything about myself. I feel fake like I have no personality. I can’t talk to people, but I have nothing to say except how sad I am. I just don’t talk. I just wish I was dead
This is my secret well not so secret now. I’ve tried to do it more then once but sadly didnt work. I still think about it all the time and even now i would love to but the thing that gets me is that i don’t want to hurt the person who finds me dead… Im 19 and I live with my partner of coming up 3 yrs, and flat with others. I go to uni, work full time and live a semi norm life. The one thing tho that gets me thru these is my partner as i havent spoken to my mother in 5 yrs and my father wants nothing to do with me. The only family i got is my older sis whos been thru the same, and my aunty and uncle who is a saint! I’ve gone to therapists galore and just given up on them as the thought of me leaving this place makes me soo happy inside.. fml!!
Thats so lovely of you, its people like you who restore my faith in the goodness of mankind, dont stop doing what your doing x
My ten year old son saves mine time and time again x
ask for help. It is the best question you could ask for.
They have not forgotten you exist. I know it can seem like that, honestly I do, and what was hardest for me was realizing that things dont always happen like they do in the movies, with people showing up at the right time and knowing how to save you. But please, just don’t give up. Try something that you’ve always secretly wanted to do, and if that fails, try something else, and just keep going because there’s nothing to lose. This is your life. I started to take singing lessons because I loved singing when I was a child.
This is my biggest secret. And it’s my biggest fear that one day those people might not be enough for me.
i feel the same…my brother and sister keep me alive along with my dog Trunks
My secret is that my best friend took a whole bunch of acid and killed himself when I was a lot younger.
Now all I have to remember him by is a foggy ptsd infested memory, and all I can hope for is that he’s happy with his death.
Stop rushing to the end and enjoy your life. Don’t do it “for” others, do it because you can still have fun times in between the shitty things.
This is one of my biggest secrets. I have paranoid schizophrenia and bipolar disorder, which have made my life a living hell. My family knows that I’m really struggling to just get through each day, but they don’t know that every single day I am consumed by thoughts of suicide. It varies in severity, I have multiple drastic mood swings each day and when I hit my “low” (lowest I ever reach) I become consumed by this unbearable pain inside of me that just won’t seem to go away. It’s really scary knowing that I could have one of these mood swings at any time that will cause me to suffer a temporary and very severe emotional and mental breakdown. There were several episodes that left me screaming on the floor or bashing my head into the bathroom wall. I haven’t told anybody about that or how suicidal I really am because I’m afraid that it will ruin the progress I’ve made and that it will just hurt and scare them. I really wish I had people in my life to talk to, but i don’t…so i have to deal with this alone. I had that low yesterday and I really didn’t feel like I could make it through the night, but I did yet again. I don’t know if I could even get myself to the point where I could talk sincerely about my desire to kill myself. The worst part though is not being able to tell anybody. But yeah…if I didn’t have my family, I wouldn’t even give it a second thought.
I can’t even describe how many plans have ran through my head, and I really can’t help but wonder what it would be like to die, and make the pain go away. The one thing that keeps me from it is my family. I wouldn’t want to put them through it.
I feel like hanging myself everyday. When driving home I always imagine what tree will it be. I have the greatest boyfriend but I hurt inside so much I want to just go away. Ive thought about my family and how they would hurt but each day I care less. I know I will do it one day. It’s just a matter of when. I wasn’t made to be here….
I know exctly how that feels, Im almost 15 and for the past 4 years ive woundered the same thing
my family and friends (except one) dont no that i think of killing myself…everyday i wish i had the strength do get it over with but i cant because i cant stop myself from thinking about what it would do to the people around me…i almost wish that someone would kill me so i don’t have to, so that my family wont feel like they missed something, like there was something they should have noticed but didn’t…i have felt this way ever since i can remember age 5 at least, i’m 16 nearly 17 now and in my final year of school before uni i don’t no if i will make it…i don’t want to…there is just so much that has happened and yet it feels like i shouldn’t feel this way because there are just so many people worse off….i just wish
The only reason I don’t is because of my mom. But sometimes it’s only cause I feel guilty that she has spent so much money on my education. I guess it’s nice to know other people feel the same way.
I know what you mean, i wish everyday that i was dead and my family and my best friend are the reason why i cant bring myself to do anything about it.
I used to slit my wrists and imagine bleeding to death in the bathtub, but the image of my Mother finding me always stopped me from cutting too deep. Then I tattooed her name on my wrist, to cover up the scars and remind me why I’m here. Thanks Mom xoxoxox
I feel the same way.
i really know how you feel, thank you for just putting it in words
i absolutely feel the same. Sometimes i actually resent the people who care about me because they’re stopping me from freeing myself. I actually have thought about getting a tattoo to cover my scars, but i never really wanted a tattoo and i’m not sure how i’d feel about getting a whole sleeve.
A few weeks ago, I told one of my friends about it. Just fleeting thoughts; nothing too intent or specific. I can’t even begin to tell you how glad I am that I did.