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“Dr. Armonson stitched up her wrist wounds. Within five minutes of the transfusion he declared her out of danger. Chucking her under the chin, he said, "What are you doing here, honey? You're not even old enough to know how bad life gets."

And it was then Cecilia gave orally what was to be her only form of suicide note, and a useless one at that, because she was going to live: "Obviously, Doctor," she said, "you've never been a thirteen-year-old girl.”
― Jeffrey Eugenides, The Virgin Suicides

“Often it feels like I am breathing today only because a few years back I had no idea which nerve to cut...”
― Sanhita Baruah

“I used to think it utterly normal that I suffered from ¡°suicidal ideation¡± on an almost daily basis. In other words, for as long as I can remember, the thought of ending my life came to me frequently and obsessively.”
― Stephen Fry

“I still can't figure out if it's bravery or cowardice to take your own life. I can't figure out whether it's being selfish, or selfless. It is the ultimate act of letting go of oneself, or a cheap act of self-possession? People say a failed attempt is a cry for help. I guess that's true if the person meant it to be unsuccessful. But then, I guess most failed attempts aren't entirely sincere, because, let's face it, if you want to off yourself, there are plenty of ways to make sure it works.”
― Neal Shusterman, Challenger Deep

“In the case of suicide, people think that no fight was involved they merely think that the person couldn't take it and felt weak. They forget all the mental struggles the person faced because the were invisible and sometimes unspoken and unexposed to anyone. This attitude of society is wrong.”
― Deeksha Arora

“You cannot breathe life into someone refusing to inhale." Colleen Songs”
― Colleen Songs, Inhale

“It's strange sometimes, you know, like I'm doing great. But when I'm alone, I'm with the person that tried to kill me. Sometimes I walk past a mirror, I'm like, 'Oh great, this fucking guy again. Jesus.' That is kind of a creepy feeling sometimes, but it's also a nice feeling. It gives me a strange kind of confidence sometimes. 'Cause, like, look, I... I used to care what everyone thought about me... so much. It was all I cared about. All I cared about was what other people thought of me. And I don't anymore. And I don't because I can honestly say: What is someone going to do to me that's worse than what I would do to myself? What, are you going to cancel John Mulaney? I'll kill him. I almost did.”
― John Mulaney

“The memories are still rattling around my head, twisting into me like a knife. I don¡¯t want to wait around to see what comes next for me I¡¯m this tragic story I¡¯m living. I open up one of my father¡¯s unused razors and cut into my wrist like he did, slit in a curve until it smiles so everyone will know I died for happiness”
― Adam Silvera, More Happy Than Not

“How might things have been different if he spoke only one sentence? And that sentence could have been ¡°Jude, are you trying to kill yourself?¡± or ¡°Jude, you need to tell me what¡¯s going on,¡± or ¡°Jude, why do you do this to yourself?¡± Any of those would have been acceptable; any of those would have led to a larger conversation that would have been reparative, or at the very least preventative.”
― Hanya Yanagihara, A Little Life

“Put simply, suicide happens when the outward pressures of life are greater than the inward ability to cope in that moment.”
― Karen Gibbs, STOP THE DOWNWARD SPIRAL

“The day came: a Monday at the end of September. The night before he had realized that it was almost exactly a year since the beating, although he hadn¡¯t planned it that way. He left work early that evening. He had spent the weekend organizing his projects; he had written Lucien a memo detailing the status of everything he had been working on. At home, he lined up his letters on the dining room table, and a copy of his will. He had left a message with Richard¡¯s studio manager that the toilet in the master bathroom kept running and asked if Richard could let in the plumber the following day at nine ¨C both Richard and Willem had a set of keys to his apartment ¨C because he would be away on business.

He took off his suit jacket and tie and shoes and watch and went to the bathroom. He sat in the shower area with his sleeves pushed up. He had a glass of scotch, which he sipped at to steady himself, and a box cutter, which he knew would be easier to hold than a razor. He knew what he needed to do: three straight vertical lines, as deep and long as he could make them, following the veins up both arms. And then he would lie down and wait.

He waited for a while, crying a bit, because he was tired and frightened and because he was ready to go, he was ready to leave. Finally he rubbed his eyes and began. He started with his left arm. He made the first cut, which was more painful than he had thought it would be, and he cried out. Then he made the second. He took another drink of the scotch. The blood was viscous, more gelatinous than liquid, and a brilliant, shimmering oil-black. Already his pants were soaked with it, already his grip was loosening. He made the third.

When he was done with both arms, he slumped against the back of the shower wall. He wished, absurdly, for a pillow. He was warm from the scotch, and from his own blood, which lapped at him as it pooled against his legs ¨C his insides meeting his outsides, the inner bathing the outer. He closed his eyes. Behind him, the hyenas howled, furious at him. Before him stood the house with its open door. He wasn¡¯t close yet, but he was closer than he¡¯d been: close enough to see that inside, there was a bed where he could rest, where he could lie down and sleep after his long run, where he would, for the first time in his life, be safe.”
― Hanya Yanagihara, A Little Life

“He closed his eyes. Behind him, the hyenas howled, furious at him. Before him stood the house with its open door. He wasn't close yet, but he was closer than he'd been: close enough to see that inside, there was a bed where he could rest, where he could lie down and sleep after his long run, where he would, for the first time in his life, be safe.”
― Hanya Yanagihara, A Little Life

“Dear World, I am leaving because I am bored. I feel I have lived long enough. I am leaving you with your worries in this sweet cesspool.”
― George Sanders

“Language such as 'doing something stupid' is not only incredibly patronising but also stigmatising. Self-harm and suicide are neither silly nor stupid, they are expressions of something inexpressible, ways of communicating hopelessness.”
― Rachael Newham, Learning to Breathe: My Journey With Mental Illness

“The things that reduce the symptoms of mental illness probably are not the same things that reduce the probability of suicidal behaviors. Unfortunately we don¡¯t know which active ingredients of suicide focused treatments enable them to reduce the probability of suicidal behaviors better than status quo treatments. We can however reasonably conclude that suicide focused treatments do a better job at reducing the probability of suicidal behaviors because they act on something other than the symptoms of mental illness.”
― Craig J Bryan, Rethinking Suicide: Why Prevention Fails, and How We Can Do Better

“Don't think that people commit suicide or are depressed merely because they are isolated. There are some internal struggles they are fighting, that is invisible to others. Always try your possible best to be kind to people, you never know what they are passing through just because they smile all day.”
― Ojingiri Hannah

“Cutting myself felt so good. It was the sweet way the razor opened up the skin and this red line appeared, like I was pulling a piece of thread out of my wrist. The blood came really slowly, not in some spastic blast like I thought it would. It didn't even really feel like my arm. It was like I was watching someone else's arm in a movie. I kept thinking how great the camera angle was and wishing I had some popcorn.”
― micheal thomas ford

“Cutting myself felt so good. It was the sweet way the razor opened up the skin and this red line appeared, like I was pulling a piece of thread out of my wrist. The blood came really slowly, not in some spastic blast like I thought it would. It didn't even really feel like my arm. It was like I was watching someone else's arm in a movie. I kept thinking how great the camera angle was and wishing I had some popcorn.”
― Michael Thomas Ford, Suicide Notes

“If you are contemplating ending your life, know this: Your Life Matters!”
― Germany Kent

“If for example you are diagnosed with depression, then your clinician might prescribe therapy to reduce your depression and or recommend anti-depressant medication. As we have discussed previously though, reducing the symptoms of mental illness does not seem to reduce the probability that someone will make a suicide attempt. Two treatments in particular, dialectical behavior therapy DBT and cognitive behavioral therapy for suicide prevention, CBT-SP, have demonstrated the ability to reduce the probability of suicidal behaviors in multiple studies conducted by multiple research teams. Other treatments that share many of the same characteristics and components as these treatments via attempted suicide.”
― Craig J Bryan, Rethinking Suicide: Why Prevention Fails, and How We Can Do Better

“Another step back. And another, his footsteps crunching in the freshly fallen snow. His eyes are locked on mine, daring me to say something, to stop him. Challenging me to call out to him.

- Stella Grant”
― Rachael Lippincott, Five Feet Apart

“Living was a tug of war, and dying was a piece of cake.”
― Michael Bassey Johnson, Stamerenophobia

“I'm sure this happiness wont last forever. I couldn't even live a normal life. There is no way I can live a happy life with a kidnapper. I should just end it here... I'll let my life with him be a beautiful memory - Pages 144-145”
― Hakuri, ÐÒÉ«¤Î¥ï¥ó¥ë©`¥à 2

“Suicide isn't always mean to kill yourself. Sometimes, it means to ruin yourself.”
― Tamerlan Kuzgov

“Death and the officers will never reach me in time. Father Mike lunges forward, but it¡¯s already too late. All my debts are now paid.”
― Shaun David Hutchinson, The Five Stages of Andrew Brawley

“Depression possesses the soul, just the way alcohol possesses the body.”
― Michael Bassey Johnson, Stamerenophobia

“Some people die too quick, and too young because they couldn't wait.”
― Michael Bassey Johnson, Stamerenophobia

“Suicide isn¡¯t a solution, it¡¯s a wound that never heals for others.”
― Carlos Wallace, Why Sell Lies When The Truth Is Free

“It is true that in some cases ¡ª perhaps the majority ¡ª we can interpret the disturbances as an unconscious attempt by the 'focus' to draw attention to his or her problems, as an unsuccessful suicide attempt does.”
― Colin Wilson, Poltergeist!

“God, I had hope a minute ago, but now I feel so empty (...) I wish I could cry, but I can't, I'm broken that way. Just fucking broken, like a clock on the wall. Stopped in time.”
― Erika T. Wurth, White Horse