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This website is to talk to people who are in need of help or just needing to talk. this site is for POSITIVE feedback and advice to help those who ask. this site IS NOT for bashing those who are asking for help. this is NOT a stand in for therapy or immediate help if you are in risk of suicide or self harm. IF you are at risk for suicide i SRONGLY RECOMEND calling a suicide hotline at 1-800-273-8255 or at 877-727-4747. They do not track your call unless they cannot talk you out of suicide but even then im not sure they can do much of anything other than talk to you and try to.

you dont just kill yoursef but parts of everyone who knows you.

Suicide? Think again

Want to kill yourself?
Well then imagine this;

You come home from school. You've had yet another horrible day. You're just ready to give up. So you go to your room, close the door, and take out that suicide not that you have written and rewritten over and over and over. You take out those razor blades, and cut for the very last time. You grab the bottle of pills and take them all. Laying down, holding the letter to your chest, you close your eyes for the very last time. A few hours later, your little brother knocks on your door to come and tell you that dinners ready. You dont answer so he walks in. All he sees is you laying on your bed, so he thinks you're asleep. He tells your mom this. Your mom goes to your room to wake you up. She notices something odd. She grabs the paper in your hands and reads it. Sobbing, she tries to wake you up. Screaming your name. Your brother, so confused, runs go tell dad that mommy is cryig and that sissy wont wake up. He runs to your room. He looks at your mom, crying, holding the letter to her chest, sitting next to your lifeless body. It hits him, whats going on, and he screams. He screams and throws something at the wall. And then, falling to his knees, he starts to cry. Your mom crawls over to him, and they sit there, holding eachother, crying.
The next day at school, there's an announcement. The principal tells everyone about your suicide. It takes a few seconds to sink in, and once it does, everyone goes silent. They blame themselves. Your teachers think they were to hard on you. Those mean popular girls, they think of all the things they've said to you. That boy that used to tease you and call you names, he cant help but hate himself for for not telling you how beautiful you really are. Your ex boyfriend, the one that you told everything to, that broke uo with you... He cant handle it. He breaks down and starts crying, and runs out of the school.
Your friends?
They're sobbing too, wondering how they could never see that anything was wrong, wishing they could have helped you before it was too late.
And your best friend?
She's in shock. She cant believe it. She new what you were going through, but she never thought that it would get that bad... Bad enough for you to end it. She cant cry, she cant feel anything. She stands up, and walks out of the classroom, and just sinks to the floor. Shaking, screaming, but no tears come out.
Its a few days later, at your funeral. He whole town came. Everyone knew you, the girl with the bright smile and bubbly personality. The one that was always there for them, the shoulder to cry on. Lots of pekple talk about all the good memories they had with you, there were alot.
Everyone's crying, your little brother still doesnt know that you killed yourself, he's too young. Your parents just said you dies. It hurts him a lot. You were his big sister, you were always supposed to be there for him.
Your best friend, she stays strong through the entire service, but as soon as they start lowering your casket into the geound, she looses it. She cries and doesnt stop for days.
It's two years later. The whols school talks to a counselor or therapist at least once a week. Your teachers all quit their job. Those mean girls all have eating disorders now. That boy that used to tease you, cuts himself. Your ex boyfriend doesnt know how to love anymore and just sleeps around with girls. Your friends all go into depression. Your best friend? She tried to kill herself. She didnt succeed like you but she tried... your brother? He finally found out the truth of your death. He self harms, he cries at night, he does what you did for years, leading up to your suicide.
Your parents? Their marrage fell apart. Your dad became a work-a-holic to distract himself form your death. Your mom got diagnosed with depression and just lies in bed all day.

PEOPLE CARE. YOU MAY NOT THINK SO, BUT THEY DO. YOUR CHOICES DON'T JUST AFFECT YOU. THEY AFFECT EVERYONE. SO PLEASE DONT END YOUR LIFE AS YOU DO HAVE THINGS TO LIVE UP TO, EVEN IF IT DOESNT SEEM LIKE IT NOW, BUT YOU REALLY DO. YOU WONT FIND YOUR PATH IF YOU GIVE UP NOW. YOU WONT FIND YOUR LOVE THAT YOUR SUPPOSED TO BE WOTH. YOU WONT FIND YOUR PERSON THAT STANDS BY YOUR SIDE NO MATTER WHAT. YOU WONT CHANG PEOPLES LIVES BY MEETING THEM. YOU HAVE YOUR OWN PATH THAT YOU ARE FOLLOWING EVERY DAY WHETHER YOU THINK YOU ARE OR NOT, BUT EVERY SECOND OF EVERY MINUTE OF EVERY HOUR OF EVERY DAY OF EVERY WEEK OF EVERY YEAR, EVERY STEP YOU TAKE AND DECISION YOU MAKE JUST BRINGS YOU CLOSER TO THE PURPOSE OF YOUR PATH. EVERY ONE ON THIS WEBSITE DOES CARE ABOUT YOU. AND WHETHER YOU ARE ON THIS WEBSITE AT SCHOOL OR HOME OR ANYWHERE OR NOT LOGGED IN AT ALL, YOU STILL MATRER NO MATTER WHAT.

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