I think about killing myself everyday… …but I cant because who would raise MY KIDS.
Ever since I joined the army, all I’ve wanted to do is kill myself. Why did I leave her for this.
I’ve been self-mutilating since I was 5. I’ve tried to kill myself 8 times. I should be dead by now…
I’m not anorexic. I’m just slowly committing suicide.
In 2007 I tried to commit suicide. Every day I am more and more thankful I didn’t succeed. It took almost dying to get me to start living. I thank GOD daily for saving me and showing me what’s worth living for.
When I tell my sister not to consider suicide, I feel like a hypocrite.
I don’t want to grow old… I don’t even want to live past high school… and I don’t plan to.
Sometimes I wish you would have just killed yourself like you wanted to. That way I never would have found out the truth.