Attempted Suicide Stories Novels & Stories

I didn't even get to have anything to remember him by. The first year, I made multiple attempts to take my own life. I swallowed sleeping pills, slit my wrists, and even tried jumping into the river. My parents had to keep an eye on me at all times, begging me not to take my own life. The second year, I started searching the world for him. I didn't believe he was dead. I hired the most expensive search and rescue teams, went over every hospital record, and even checked multiple unidentified bodies to see if any of them were him.

"For....four years ever since I turned eleven...mum attempted suicide on every birthday. The first three I found her, and I held on to that chair like it was my life, refusing to let her tip it over. She would beg me to let her, holler curses, and cry, but she eventually let go. She would sleep off her sadness and would not talk about it anymore. On the fourth year, however, I stayed put. I didn't want to do it anymore. I wanted to have a cake, a normal birthday. I wanted..." "Keanne..." I came down to sit facing him, my eyes wide. His head was low, and I let my hands drop to his face. "I remember that night clearly. I sat on the floor, hearing as she set her own suicide up, with the same su

"I was in an unstable mindset and when I woke up I immediately left the hospital, went to the city bridge and threw my self in lake X. All I wanted to do was to accompany my mother. I knew that I was broken and I couldn't live without her." "Cindy happened to have followed me and when she saw me fall into the lake she immediately called for help. Fortunately they got me before I drowned." Robert said. His face was calm and steady as if whatever he was saying had nothing to do with him at all. After he had tried committing suicide for the third time and was unsuccessful he decided to be strong and strive to live a better a life. His mother also wanted him to lead a better life, find a girl wh

I have never had an abortion for anyone’s sake, and I’ve already found a lawyer to file a lawsuit against those who deliberately spread rumors to slander me. [As for suicide, it’s true that I’ve attempted it, and there’s a scar on my wrist. However, that happened approximately two years ago. At that time, Monte and my breakup was a huge blow to me, knowing that it was my first time in a relationship, yet it ended terribly.

She was about to commit suicide earlier, and I am pleased to have been able to stop her. “Is that true, uncle? Is Luna going to commit suicide?” said Ella in shock. Simon gave the nod. “That woman, she’s always doing that,” Ella said with disappointment. “Always? You mean she has already attempted suicide?” Simon asked. Ella nodded. “Yeah, she’s just like you, uncle. First, when her family was murdered. Second, when her boyfriend cheated on her, and the third, when Rafaelo Crisostomo escaped from jail, and today is the fourth time.” Ella explains

" But he doesn't know that I just discovered I'm with pup. The doctor warned me to protect the pup and avoid crowds, and the Werewolf Affairs Department is always packed and suffocating. I look at his cold profile, and something deep inside me finally shatters. In that moment, I decide to end it all. But on the day I leave the pack with our pup, leaving him behind, he goes crazy searching for me everywhere. ... I staggered out of Garrett Blackwood's office, feeling my stomach churning. Bile was rising in my throat, but I couldn't bring myself to vomit. 37 times. This was already the 37th time Willow Ashford had filed my and Garrett's marking ceremony application as a mate bond dissolution in

"I—I just helped the nurse when I saw you both faint..." He stopped listening. Everything he believed? Dead wrong. He stood up fast, dialing Jenna over and over. Each call: No connection. Something clenched in his gut. Full-on panic hit. At that same moment, Jenna's plane landed in Amiraka. She met up with a friend, swapped in a new SIM card, and made a quiet promise to herself—no more family, no more love, none of it. She was done. Time to start over. Lighter. Freer. Brand new.

"I've told you, we're not getting the license. Give the ring…" Anthony's phone suddenly rang sharply. The moment he answered, his best friend's anxious voice came through. "Anthony, Lily tried to kill herself at home with sleeping pills! She said Melissa made her do it…" Anthony shot up from his seat right away.

Even if it were simple humanitarian concern, it shouldn't go this far. So I decided to test it. I pulled a bottle of pesticide out of my pocket. It didn't matter anyway—I couldn't die. I'd practically been drinking this stuff like water. The moment she saw the bottle, Lizzie shot to her feet and instinctively tried to grab it. "Where did you get that?! What are you trying to do? You're not thinking of killing yourself again, are you?!" I sidestepped her, my expression resolute, holding up the green plastic bottle.

Mike was himself struggling, he is almost sure there must be some other explanation but right now, it looks like what he thinks it is. He decided it's better to come straight out with it, so looking directly in Xander's eyes, he uttered gravely, "She tried to kill herself. It looks like a suicide attempt."