Attempted Suicide Stories Novels & Stories

Later on, I would scroll up Yinka’s well-curated, aesthetically appealing page and I would see him write about the times he almost killed himself: “All the times I tried to kill myself, I tried to drown. At 8 it was a bathtub. At 16 it was a swimming pool. On the morning of the day I turned 22, I walked the length of Akpehe road in Makurdi and ended up on the bridge over River Benue with tears spilling from my eyelids. As the sun yawned over the horizon, I made the decision to jump.” He went on to say he had created a petition for the decriminalization of attempted suicide in the country

That's when Zack launched his depraved act. After knowing all that, Mauren felt that she was completely destroyed. The woman felt that there was no point in living in the world anymore especially until this moment Zack still often tried to abuse her again, but this time in a conscious state. "Are you crazy? What exactly is in your brain, Mauren? How many times have you wanted to kill yourself? Aren't you tired of always failing when you want to kill yourself?!" Again, Mauren attempted another suicide. Again and again her friend thwarted her. This time Mauren wanted to drink bathroom cleaner, fortunately his friend realized her movements and thwarted her again.

Well an average high school student since I was self taught and involved myself with people who were older than me or had graduated from college. I worked as a librarian and though the pay wasn't much, it put food on my table. Then I met Jon and he brought me to America where life was more favorable for me. After I lost Jon, I was in a serious state of depression and heartbreak. I made five suicide attempts and it was always Jon's mother who saved me from ending my own life. I had to be locked up for observation because my pregnancy didn't help with my mental state. It was a crisis and a living hell to me and Jon's mother.

They sometimes made it small and mostly abused me emotionally but this was out of their normal league. I stared at the river in front of me with tear-filled eyes. Can I just die already? I thought. I've tried to die a couple of times. Like cutting myself so I'll bleed out, eating poison, and even falling into the river so I'd drown. But the outcome was always the same. When I cut myself, I came back to consciousness after bleeding out and I'd discover that a scab formed over the cut and stopped the bleeding. It happened several times. I drank poison, and it was vomited up without my own permission.

"I once had a patient. The root cause of her illness was her little daughter. Her daughter was 18 years old, and she had excellent grades and a cheerful personality. She had many friends and she participated in many of the activities organized by the school. She blended well with different groups of people She was also in a stable relationship and she had organized charity sales with her friends. She would visit the old folks' homes to take care of the elderly. Other people's impressions of her were that she was always very lively and cheerful. She always had a smile on her. But such an angelic girl like her committed suicide in the end." Sean's brows furrowed. He shared, "Eli had attempted

Penelope. She arched her brow when I remained silent, and I quickly remembered her question. Have I ever committed self harm? I had tried many things before, including suicide and I feared that much would make her loss for words, but I had to relent and reveal things that I'd normally never tell to a stranger. "Yes, but all my attempts were suicidal. I have tried drowning myself, slitting my wrist, jumping off a building and even drank poison once. All my attempts were futile due to..." I trailed off, looking down as my face burned from embarrassment.

I failed healing myself and became worst instead. Four years ago, I tried committing suicide. I tried to take my own life as I had no reason to live anymore. My life was broken and I lived in the dark. Lily, Lucas, and Brian witnessed it all. They saw how crumpled I was. They saw how miserable I was. “I'm a failure,” I said, without looking away from him. “I failed to take my own life,” itsclarixass

"Despite meeting such people, my troubles weren't nearly even over, I suffered from severe PTSD. I had nightmares which led to insomnia and severe depression, which eventually almost led to suicide and it was all because I had tried to hide my pain from the people who cared. I thought I could handle it all on my own but I couldn't, I needed the love and support. Sometimes, we don't need plans, plots or schemes, we just need people to talk to, a willing shoulder to cry on and let it all out. My case became so bad that I attempted suicide but a friend managed to save me in time. I finally opened up to my new family and got the much needed relief but then, I found out about another disturbing f

He told me I was a tease and that I was provoking him every day in class, with my long blonde hair and my perfect smile and ass. I hated myself for a long time. I tried to kill myself twice. The first time, I overdosed on pain meds, if Gerry never came up early that day, I would have been six feet under right now. The second time, I locked myself in my mom's car and tried to kill myself by carbon monoxide poisoning. Mom and Dad found me before it could put me to sleep forever.

I asked. He smiled as if reminiscing the event” When Mom died, I was so angry at myself; I felt I needed time to be alone so I went out of the community and went to the lake not far from the forest, I wasn't contemplating on suicide when I left but when I got there, I felt like drowning myself and so I jumped into the water!!” He said. “What!!!” I said in surprise. The thought that Jay would try to drown himself was so unbelieving and I became so sad because he was all alone and has no family to console him.