#Twsuicide

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Kaden: It’s done. Riona: I shan’t be thanking you. Kaden: Understandable.

Riona: Who was it? Kaden: I’m not answering that. Riona: No? I could start guessing-…

Kaden: It doesn’t matter anymore, Riona. Riona: No, I suppose it doesn’t… Kaden: Kian will be back shortly.

[GUN CHAMBER SPINS] [SIGH] [CLICK]

…

Riona: So be it.

[thefrcrimsonfcker]

MIKEY NO-

[jenniferrado]

[therealdostoevsky]

TW

is it only me or do people miss their eds too? like I'm going through some fucked up shit and my brain just goes like "if only we had our anor3xia rn, we could starve to death" like bro isn't bul1mia enough for now?????

[neurodivergentcutie]

TW: SI

I’m suicidal for the first time in almost 2 years.

I don’t see many reasons left to hang on. I’m suffocating.

[criminol]

The Suicide of Amber Peat

Amber Peat was a 13-year-old British schoolgirl, her teachers described her as ‘lovely’ and ‘bubbly.’

Amber and her family had recently moved to Mansfield from Derbyshire, her teachers described the move as unusually quick and stated Amber and her sibling had left their previous school ‘abruptly.’ The headteacher said she often had to wait at the school for Amber and her sibling to be collected at the end of the school day.

Amber’s GP had raised concerns about her behaviour, Amber had run away from home before and was falling behind at school, for one school assignment Amber had claimed she had ‘nothing happy to write about.’ Amber had also run away from home and gone to school at 9pm on 3rd April 2014, when her mother and stepfather had been called to collect her they had said they were unable, and a teacher had driven Amber home. Amber also told teachers she was punished a lot at home. Two months before she died, Amber had arrived at school crying and saying she had been woken up to do chores at 11.30pm and not allowed to sleep until 1.30am. Another time, Amber had come to school wearing baggy jogging bottoms instead of her school trousers which she said was a punishment by her stepfather for forgetting to wash her uniform, her teachers stated she had been embarrassed and humiliated by this. Teachers described Amber as ‘always hungry,’ and noticed she had lost a lot of weight in the few months she had been at her new school. A referral to social services was rejected.

On the evening of 30th May 2015, Amber ran out of her family home following an argument, she was last seen in a wooded area with dense undergrowth near her home. Amber’s mother and stepfather did not report her missing for eight hours and in that time went grocery shopping, had dinner, and went to get their car washed. They later claimed they did not call the police as they believed Amber was ‘attention seeking.’

Three days after Amber had gone missing, her body was found, she had died from suicide by hanging.

A coroner concluded agencies had missed 11 opportunities in which they could have prevented Amber’s death. The family frequently moving house had led to a lack of communication between agencies. No formal charges were ever made regarding Amber’s treatment at home.

[mixdgrlproblems]

The essay “Are You Half?” by @ericakanesaka thinks about how the bullying and death of #HanaKimura, a #multiethnic star of the Japanese reality TV show #TerraceHouse, exposes the violence that underlies fantasies of inclusion for #multiracial people. * * * I found this essay interesting and a must read for anyone who has taken part in toxic bashing of reality tv stars. With the current #Vanderpump scandal, the #SelenaGomez & #HaileyBieber drama and the frequent online bullying of celebs, it's hard to believe that we have to remind people that these are real people with their own personal battles. The pandemic brought on a rise in racist online bullying bc trolls had nothing better to do. I've taken many social media breaks due to receiving harassment myself. It does take a toll. It hurts. Besides poor Hana, we have lost quite a few multiracial/ethnic/poc due to suicide during the pandemic such as #CheslieKryst #Twitch #JasFly. Be kind to each other. You can read the full article at the #linkinbio. #haafu #hafu #mixedgirlproblems #twsuicide https://www.instagram.com/p/CqG08gUuSR6/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[warwickroyals]

Jean: what are your expectations of Philip?

Ask My OC Anything → Receiving

You know, for so long it was him getting sober that . . . Now that he's actually sober I don't know what to say. He should quit smoking, but now I feel like a bitch, I keep telling him to stop doing things.

[LAUGHS]

I'm literally the "nooo don't kill yourself" meme personified.

[iseldomunderstand]

"..."

"This is gonna sound entirely insane but would you be game to talk, from one person wanting to die to another, to try and find things worth living for in each other's life?"

[peepbaby13]

TW : Attempted Suicide, family, abuse

We love how my brother attempted suicide last night. And went to the hospital(he is medically okay now)

But NO ONE(my parents or other siblings) thought to call me.

My brother's phone died so he couldn't.

But I found out because I checked my Snapchat and it showed I had a message from him, even though I didn't get a notification.

But then I called my other sibling, but they assumed that my mum had called me.. which she did not.

So I didn't find out until nearly 12pm, when this all happened at 3am.

Ps. My mother is abusive and has never really cared. She continues to never inform me of important situations or anything. Just because I don't live there anymore doesn't mean I wouldn't want to know what's happening.

She is fucking useless

[pariahofromance]

Maths for a 20ft nose dive; 20ft drop + concrete floor = 3 fractured ribs, sprained ankle, feelings of failure

[rebouks]

Back // Continue

[chaospile-system]

Ich will nicht mehr leben. Ich tu allen nur weh, selbst denen die ich am meisten liebe. Ich will tot sein damit ich niemandem mehr weh tun kann. Ich bin ein Monster und schaffs nicht mich zu ändern. Bitte, kann mich wer töten und es wie ein Unfall aussehen lassen damit mein Vater und Freund nicht allzu enttäuscht sind? Bitte. Ich halt das nicht mehr aus.

[optimistictragedykid]

Presentation is due in 14 hours and 30 minutes (i have not started yet) (i dont know how to start it) (i dont know what I'm doing) (im already terrible at the class' subject) (seriously considering just shedding my soul out of my body so i don't have to present) (the depression is hitting hard)

[iwanttoholdon]

It's getting bad again.

It's like living in an old home you want to escape from, but no matter how far you go, you carry that home in your heart. I carry the weight of this broken home, this lonely little girl, deep within my heart. It's painful how deeply both of these burdens cut and how heavy my heart feels. I've been trying so hard, giving my best, but deep down, I feel like none of it is working. It's disheartening and devastating.

My mind is foggy; I can't focus or think straight. I find myself crying before sleep and waking up in tears. I've lost interest in everything; it's becoming increasingly difficult to take care of myself. I often want to isolate myself; I lack the energy for anything else. Most of all, I've lost hope. I can't see any silver lining; my life feels like it's stuck in a never-ending loop. I don't want to seek help; I don't believe it would make a difference. I can't envision a future. I'm drowning in self-hatred, much like I did when I was just 13 years old. I'm consumed by sadness and depression. I'm failing in my relationships and at work because my mind is clouded with despair. I've lost my spark, my joy. My thoughts are filled with images from my past, things that no longer matter. I can't escape my haunting memories, the things I've done, the things happened to me, or how I've been shaped by it all. I'm trapped in my own thoughts, and I feel suicidal all the time. I can't shake the thought, the urge to end it all. I know the signs; I know when things get bad, and it's been bad for a while now, despite my best efforts. I know the coping strategies, I know how to fight back, but it feels like they don't work anymore. I know I'm losing myself, my spirit, my mind. Everything feels overwhelming. I can't handle my family issues, and I can't handle my relationships. I put on a tough mask, acting like nothing gets to me, but most of it brings me down.

[spilled-ink-like-spilled-wrists]

Everyone keeps asking me whats wrong, but how do I tell the people I love the most that the only thing I've been thinking about all day is going home and overdosing?