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02/22/09 01:37:10 GMT
Name: tone MY URL: Visit Me
My Email: Email Me Location: australia

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i,m thinking of doing myself in,its actually incrediably hard to kill yourself.no easy feat.were wired to live and survive against intolerable cercumstances.i like to watch war documentaries,you know kamakazi pilots,the russian front,the pacific island war ,okinawa,iwo jima.so many men died for what... there called heros,yet if i want to exit by my own hand people seem to mourn for years and see me as a loser.try walking in a suicidal persons shoes for a change.you live at most to 90 years-then die anyway.were animals,only with bigger brains.100 years ago if you lived past 60 your the exception,now we expect so much. i,m working on my demise looking like death from misadventure,so as to spare my relatives from the pain of suicide.thanks for the site .just accept the fact some people dont want to live as long as you do.



02/17/09 04:53:34 GMT
Name: tlcangel MY URL: Visit Me
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I went to sleep and woke up 3 days later thinking i got into a car accident. I can totally relate. But what do you do when insurance runs out and no one will help. Go off meds of course. This is a great sight for people that need it. It's a good thing.



02/01/09 10:04:32 GMT
Name: Kate
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To the person who wrote the stupid comment on 24/1/09 about suicide being a noun and not a verb, firstly why do you write such stupid comments on a support website like this? I dont care whether suicide is a noun, verb, whatever. Your comment does absolutely nothing to support people going through grief like this. Just go away and if you cant say anything helpful or supportive then just say nothing. We dont need to hear about it.



01/30/09 07:18:47 GMT
Name: Natasha MY URL: Visit Me
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My husband died on 10th December 2008 by suicide. Christmas time was so hard, and still is. He has only been gone for 2 months, I miss him so much, if only I could hear his voice again, his laugh, how he always made jokes, to be around him again. My heart still hurts and most likely will for a very long time. I'd like to thank white wreath for this website and for everyone who put it their story it has truly helped. It is also good to know that there is help out there, if anyone like contact me, please do, support from people who have gone through the same thing helps alot, thank you



01/24/09 03:30:24 GMT
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Suicide is a noun, not a verb. The verbal phrase is "to commit suicide." There is no such things as "to suicide," "he suicided", "they are suiciding," etc. Just thought you should know.



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01/21/09 00:36:24 GMT
Name: Kate MY URL: Visit Me
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My brother suicided on 14th November 2006. That day my life changed forever. I am finding it extremely difficult to cope with some comments from one of my so called friends (Annette). We had an arguement a few days ago because she feels I should be over the loss of my brother by now. She told me just the other day that if I am to keep being sad, she would rather not see me. Infact she doesn't want to see me until I have cheered up. Ever since my brother died she has turned into the coldest ugliest person I know. Why are people so cruel? I will never get over the loss of my brother. I loved him so much. My mum was a drug addict when he was born (she still is) and I raised him as best I could. I was only 10 years old when he was born. He was the most beautiful baby. When he was a teenager, he left home and moved in with me. I am so grateful for that time together. To Annette - unless you go through a loss like this yourself, you have no idea what you are talking about. I realise now that I am better off without you. You are just another 'never was'. Love and peace to all of you out there struggling to come to terms with your loss. My thoughts are with you all. Kate



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