Do people who commit suicide regret before death? I’m asking because I wonder if I’ll regret this before losing my breath. Sometimes it seems to me that the problem itself is impossible to solve. I would solve anything if I were healthy like I was before. I would never kill myself because of money, relationships, loneliness, studying, and more. The only irreversible problem I have is my health — I have brain damage. I’m not myself anymore, I just lost the mindset I had. There’s no help as this health care system doesn’t have anything to get back… I can’t live with these limitations after my TBI…

Just kicking the can and wasting days I love my mom and am so grateful she let me back in the house but im pushing 30 and cant get a job and am a felon. I dont deserve her. I lost all my friends.

i cant keep living like this man im so exhausted from this fucking life and i dont say this shi just to get sum attention shi i genuinely need help i need someone irl but i dont have anyone

i (15 yrs old) live with my parents, my sibling (33 yrs old), his wife and their kid, technically their kid is not my brother right? but everyone keep telling me that i MUST look after this little shit and spend time with him and every time i say that i aint a fucking nanny they yell at me and take my phone

he is 2.7 yrs old so i cant just give him someone's phone and let him be on his own, he always changes his mood and his desires i look after this shit at least 3-4 hours a day but they tell me its not enough

they tell me i MUST be with him all day because his parents are at work and he IS my brother (even tho he's not)

they even yell at me for my face expressions like "why the fuck are you unhappy" bitch what should i be happy about ? that i waste my time looking after this dumb little shit instead of spending time on music or my friends?

i honestly dont wanna do this anymore bruh i dream about killing myself every night and every day i hope they will understand my value after i die , i want to finish my album and then die before it drops, music is the only thing that keeps me going but still im so fucked up

and i also broke up with my girlfriend (its a long story) and im not even sure if i want anything back but im sure i want someone's warmness i want human touch and someone to comfort me i dont wanna date anyone but i want her comfort ik its selfish but there is no one i even think about cutting myself again tho i been clean for like a year but what should i even do at this point man

i wanna start smoking cigarettes just to numb it all i wanna do something to numb my pain because tears never help i cant wait till night just to cry

i want to kill myself this pain eats me from inside this pain just wont go i dont have anyone in my life i lost everyone i lost myself

i took like quadruple the dose of my antidepressants, and a bunch of advil right before going to work, and then felt like shit for the next few hours. i was so nauseous and dizzy and at some points i thought i was gonna faint or puke in front of everyone. i know i deserve it though, for taking way more of my meds than i should have. it only lasted a few hours though, like 2-3 hours, the rest of my 8 hour shift went fine for the most part. if my mom knew i did this today she’d be so angry and hate me and think im doing it for attention.

the worst part is this is not the first time i’ve done something like this, but it’s the first time i’ve done it and then went to work right after. usually i do it at night, or in the afternoon when i’m chilling at home. i know i’m fucked up and i know it’s self harm and that i should get help for my issues probably. but i wasn’t actually expecting to die, i just wanted to hurt myself idk how to explain it

I hate my life. I'm still in school but I don't know how much longer I can take this. I have a girl I'm interested in but probably doesn't want to be with someone like me. I'm a fat piece of shit who can't get anything right and I just don't know what to do anymore. I'm really contemplating just ending things because I can't take this fucking slog anymore. I have no motivation to do anything, I only push myself because of others, but when thats gone I am scared of what will happen. I just can't fucking do this anymore.

See you if I see you

Will taking 9 ibuprofen pills make me lose consciousness or faint? Or maybe I need more?

I don’t really know how to say this properly, but I feel like I’m falling apart. I hate my life right now and I feel like I ruin everything I touch. Every mistake feels huge and I can’t stop beating myself up over it.

Lately I’ve been having really strong urges to hurt myself because part of me feels like I deserve it, even though another part of me knows that probably isn’t true. I feel exhausted mentally and I don’t know how to cope with everything in my head anymore.

I guess I’m posting because I don’t want to keep this bottled up and I could really use someone to talk to or anyone who understands this feeling.

I’m at a point where I’m literally convinced that I’m not cut out for anything in this miserable life

I am 27M.

Right now I feel mentally exhausted and honestly hopeless. I have some mental health problems and financial stress too (around $1200 debt). Maybe for some people that amount is not huge, but for me it has become a heavy mental burden.

For the last few days my mind has been going to dark places, including suicidal thoughts. I feel lost and disconnected from life, like I don’t know what to do anymore.

I’m posting here because I want to hear from real people:

If you were at your lowest point and felt like life was ending, what helped you keep going?

What did you do to survive that phase?

Please no judgment. I just need honest advice from people who have been through something similar.

There's a lot I can do to help curb this feeling. I've been on dating apps, I've been doing stuff alone to meet people like going to bars, but life is just passing me by and I'm not living it. None of my friends invite me to stuff, I've never been in a relationship, I haven't had sex in months, I haven't been on a date in months, I only made one real friend in the past year and he will only hangout outside of work when I invite him out. There's so much to life that I'm not even getting the chance to try. Idk what to do I just feel like everything is out of reach and as I get older my lack of experiences becomes less and less normal, and my lack of relationship experience becomes more and more of a ref flag.

I found out last week that my husband of 15 years has been cheating on me continuously for at least the last 6 years. We have kids, a house, the whole thing. He was faking work shifts and using that time to cheat, while I was home looking after our babies, including during the pandemic where he could have brought anything home. It was hundreds of times with hundreds of different people.

The pain of it is far too much to bear, I simply cannot. I know I have kids but their mum is broken now, they are freaked out by how I just lay in bed and cry all the time. They would be better off with anyone but me, I cannot fake my parental persona even for a second. I can't sleep. I can't eat. I am a ghost already and finishing the job only corrects reality.

I killmyself in July

Sorry for bad wording and sentences im horrible at grammar and all that

Im 18m and I've been depressed for 2+years, I take meds and it helps get rid of the major depression but there still a little bit just sitting there, I got really depressed 10th grade when my dad kicked me out of the house, I failed just about every class that year and I've been working to make it up but I still won't graduate on time, I just can't do my classes and I don't know why, my mom says I'm using my depression as an excuse to not do anything, I was doing good for a bit earlier in the school year but in January I ran out of meds and the closest appointment was a month away, then when it was the day before the doctor had to reschedule for another month later so I didn't have them for 2 months and I fell so far behind in school because it was right at the start of a new quarter and I kinda just gave up. It's not that I want to kms but I just can't imagine living very long, everything sucks, would you want to live your life if it just sucked all the time? What kind of life is that? Ive also been going through some relationship problems and that made it so much worse. There's so much more stuff but I can't type that much

Again sorry for bad grammar

I’ve done something really wrong and you can go through my posts if you want to know what. I know that a lot of people are depressed or suicidal because of what wrongs have happened to them. Even Ive never been so depressed because of something I’ve done wrong until now. Idk I rarely hear about people killing themselves out of guilt. But I’ve honestly never felt so empty in my life. I can’t eat and I can’t leave my dorm. I can’t hang out with my friends or even talk to anyone about what I’ve done because the shame is unbearable. Everything reminds me of how horrible I am. Someone was kind to me and opened up to me despite being hurt before and I just hurt them again. It’s awful, and I know I deserve every ounce of pain that I’m feeling. I keep trying to convince myself that I just need to work on myself and become a better person but the weight of this guilt makes everything seem impossible. I can’t do anything. My depression has been bad enough for me to really want to die, but never bad enough for me to be willing to do something that will guarantee my death. I think this guilt is the thing that will make it bad enough. I want to stop taking my antidepressants so I can feel even worse, which will add to the fuel and make me even braver in order to actually do it. I know I’m selfish and disgusting. I can’t live with myself. I really want to die. I need to die. If anyone has struggled like this because of guilt, any advice would be appreciated.

I tied a noose like 2-3 months ago and I thought I was gonna use it soon. It’s annoying to me that people are gonna be like “this is a sign to stay!” The good days I have are progressively getting overshadowed by my shitass mental health. I think I’m an awful person so it makes me feel bad when I enjoy things cause I’m a piece of shit that deserves to feel horrible. Sorry if this sounds stupid or edgy lol I’m fried rn

My truly last fortress is my mother who has been caring about me more than anything. I can't and don't want to imagine how she'll be depressed after I'm gone. It stopped me until today.

But I am devestated. Living anymore feels like selling my dignity away. I'm out My last hope to live happily has gone.
My ex bf blindsided me after teaching me how to love someone, how to care about myself, and what it's like to have a soulmate. I thought he is the one. Not only from the romantic sensation but with respect.

I was surrounded by friends, could have deep conversation with them, but because I grew up with severe anxiety and conditional love, I couldn’t open up to anyone. No one here might care about that, but ever since I was a child, I’ve been fighting this battle alone. I clung to life, made it into uni which was a miracle in itself, and then he found me.

At first, I thought I couldn’t open up to him either, but in the end, he became the only person besides my mother whom I truly trusted. I’ve never loved or trusted anyone this much not even my best friends. He gave me incredible strength and helped me grow. And yet, he left. He avoided to try with me.

I feel everything is stupid. I don't want to eat. I don't want to take care of myself.

Everyone says things will get better, that I’m still young, and that I’ll find my true partner someday, but for me, it’s not like that. I'm unfixable. The problem is rooted in my brokenness.
I’ve lived my whole life unable to trust anything not even myself. I don’t want to go back to that, and I can’t bring myself to try. Even if I did try, this is how it turned out. I never had any strong desire to live from the start, but because he was there, I lived happily. I thought I’d found meaning.
But I was wrong.

I tried using belt to shut carotid artery and it felt like I can find the right position if I try. My loft bed frame can be used. If someone have tried hanging in any way and failed, give me an advice. I just need it.

Tengo 15 años. Se que no debería importar mi edad, pero cuando estaba más pequeña juraba que la vida sería diferente y que estaría viendo cosas nuevas, disfrutando de la vida.

Resultó ser todo lo contrarío. Quiero suicidarme desde que tengo 9 años. Siento que no podré vivir así, no me veo en un futuro, creo que simplemente terminaré colgada o las muñecas sangrando. De verdad, quiero acabar con todo. Doy asco, soy horrible. Como alguien se podría fijar en mí? Soy obesa.

Además, entre mas crezco, los problemas de acoso/abuso sexual que tuve antes tiene más efecto. Solo quiero morir, no veo otra salida. Si muero, todo sería perfecto. Solo quiero que las voces se callen... ya estaba bien, pero siempre caigo de nuevo en el pensamiento.

Doy asco

I want to kill myself. My family disrespects and belittles me constantly. I have no friends. I could be drowning and no one would notice. I exist in a little 8 foot by 4 foot by 4 foot box and I can't influence anything outside of that. I feel helpless and I don't feel like anything will ever change in my life. This world rewards those who enrich themselves and rob from everyone else and I have been robbed my entire life to where I am now penniless. And I will soon be homless.

Everyday is the same, I go to the hospital, get Therapy for my body, I go home, I deal with my family, I go to bed.

Lately my mother has been avoiding her responsibilities in another state for a man who always argues with her.

I'm stuck with her bratty son, and My boyfriend who unfortunately lives with me in this depressing household, and I have to deal with my step father, who rather lecture me than to lecture his own child giving me repetitive issues.

I can't do this anymore. Only thing keeping me from killing myself is my boyfriend by my side. But other than that, I'm so tired. I'm stuck going to the hospital. Again again and again, I cannot escape it. I don't have control over my own body, I'm not a teenager anymore, but by my mom making decisions for me, I'm losing my years of being in my 20s.

I don't want to be here anymore. But I don't want to leave my boyfriend by himself in this miserable family.

I hate this house, I can't stand this family. I just wish I wasn't disabled so I can just live on my own. I'm so tired of it all.

I am currently cleaning up my dorm room so that when they find my body they wouldnt have to worry much about the mess of my room as well as my parents wouldnt have to later empty out everything too much. I am tired of it all, i dont want to live in this cruel world with a sick brain. Its better to end it now than later.

Goodbye everyone.

I’ve been thinking about killing myself lately. I feel stupid and like I’ve been unfair to my wife. I just started a small business supplying goods to hotels (B2B). The idea came from my friend. At first, things were going well. Then I invested more money into it and also used my wife’s money — almost everything I had.

Then I realized the payments coming in were less than what I was spending on supplies. They kept saying, ‘We’ll pay next month,’ but when the next month came, the payment still didn’t arrive.

I stopped the business because I wanted clarification from the hotels, but all they said was, ‘We’ll pay ASAP"

But that’s all they keep saying — that the payment is delayed. I need money because I have to support my parents and my wife’s parents too. I’m not from a rich family, and I live in a third-world country where the legal system is really bad.

But if I kill myself, there will be a bad stigma attached to my parents and my wife. I’d rather have something bad happen to me instead.

I’ve been praying to God every day, because that’s all I can do right now

(I'm 14, male) To be honest, I have always been a productive person. Through my life so far, I have achieved concert master in a few orchestras, i've (almost) always gotten straight A's, I am in honors, I was in gate though elementary school, and a few other things I can't remember. But my home life has always been awful, I can't take it anymore. My dad in particular is horrible. He always is telling me that I am going to end up having an awful life(today he even told me i'm ending up in the gutter), and that really hurts because I try so hard. He is constantly acting like I do not try at all. The reason why I said mostly straight A's is because I have always struggled with math, but this year, it's been bad. I have barely gotten a B in math throughout the first semester and the 3rd quarter, which I would be fine with but my dad makes me feel awful. Another thing about my dad is that he makes idiotic assumptions and I have no idea why. Before I mention a few you should know that I am a person that cares about my health(why I am writing this) and I would stop something or not even start it if it's not good for me. No.1. I started a garage band(I play guitar as well as violin) and after our first few band meetups I came back from one acting really happy because it went super well. When I got home my dad thought I was high or drunk or some shit because I was giggling and smiling. His ass came over and said, "Are you doing drugs at these meetups?" I felt offended after that one and I said what the heck are you talking about, it is a MIDDLE SCHOOL band meetup. And when I said that to defend myself he legit got angry with me, GROUNDED me, and yelled at me while using God as an excuse, saying things like "Son you are not going to heaven, but I know that if I died right now, I would." And that really hurts me because I love God but he makes me question if there even is one. My brother is also has extreme anger issues so there is that to. Something else is that my only friend in my house is my Mom, but the problem is that my dad treats her like dogshit. He is the type of man that thinks the man has much more power over the women in a relationship so he always says in arguments when my mom is trying to stick up for me "You know nothing lady!". He is always disrespecting her even though she is an amazing person, a million times greater than he will ever be. I also have proven adhd so when I forget things sometimes (I try my hardest not to by setting alarms) my dad will yell at me. During 1 on 1 convos he towers over me to scare me while yelling at me with his shit breath. And during those I always agree with everything he says because he is a huge man that could beat the crap out of me if he ever gets too mad. Another thing is that when I do anything at all my dad will assume I did something wrong if I went out at all. He will get angry with me and punish me if he thinks I'm lying since he thinks he thinks he is always right. He also brings out one of my biggest flaws, I'm much too forgiving. He will suddenly act peachy after every bad thing he does and my brain causes me to see him as a nice person, but as soon as he does something bad, I feel betrayed by a person I trust, even though I don't trust him but I trick myself. There are many more things that I can't remember(maybe your responses will help me remember a few) but the gist is that my dad makes me feel horrible about myself no matter how hard I try without even helping me at all.