When I was a 12,19 I tried to commite suicide both by taking pills and both times failed. I guess someone decieded I was to stay here wheither I wanted to or not. I have gotten counciling and been treated with major recurrant depression. I just was wondering if anyone else in here had tried to commite suicide since this is survivors of suicide.

Hi baby_racer. This is the place to talk about suicidal thoughts, failed attempts and being left behind after losing someone to suicide. We are a little bit of everything here...mostly interested in helping each other stay on our feet.

I'm glad you failed in your attempts and got counseling. I lost my only son to suicide 19 years ago and it forever changed our family. We are the survivors of his act. The people that love you...still have you in their lives. I'm glad for them and you!

Hi Babie racer (((hugs))) welcome to our family. You will find that we help each other stay afloat through the rough waters of life.

I was twelve as well, when I made my first attempt. I tried again at the age of 35, and again at 44, but to be fair to myself, my last attempt was made right before going into myexedema coma. It was a terrible experience. I am lucky to be alive and am very happy that you are too. Stick around, there is a lot to be learned here, and some very wonderful people, and friends to be made. Again, welcome to our family.....

Well, I have tried it several times... I cant even remember

My first attempt was when I was 13...

So, well, Im happy to read you failed

WELCOME HERE !!!! and, if you feel you want to try again, please, PLEASE, come here first, talk to us, and forget those thoughts


MISTIIS: Honey ! I didnt know that !!! oh !!! Gosh !!! thank God you are still with us... I love you

I thought about it today. I thought about how to do it. I definitely have the means to commit suicide. I was thinking about ending my life,but I keep finding the strength to hang on to another day.

I was in grief,depression,and pain,and it kept getting worse this evening. It got heavier,and darker,and my emotional pain got deeper,and deeper. What is this? I'm so tired of it. I've been going through this for to many years,and people sooner,or later turn their back on me for some reason. I can't tell. They either don't like my personality,or my mental health issues.

My sister,and dad don't even want to see me. My mother has passed away,and from what I heard from my sister,she didn't like me either. These emotional problems are so misunderstood. Why didn't I get a physical disease that people understand because they can see it.

I will have more suicidal thoughts,and think about it. I have these thoughts very often. Sometimes it's a small thought,and sometimes it's a big thought. You can't tell the crises hot line,because they will call the police.

I'm still down. I'm still alone,but it sure helps when I reach over,and get my Bible,and read some of the Psalms. BF