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I think suicide is an act of cowardice. Most people who commit suicide end up being totally wrong about their situation. It's often a sign of a mental illness, since it is instinct for the body to resist death by any means possible.

I know that's a mean think to say, though. People who have had friends that committed suicide or have attempted themselves don't want people to think that. They say, "you wouldn't know" and "you don't understand my situation." There's one thing I'll always understand, regardless of your situation; suicide will never solve any of your problems, but in act, end them. It isn't the same thing. It's running away from the issues you face. It's being fearful and weak and so desperate to get away that you'd bring your life to an abrupt end over it.

Personally, I believe suicide is part of natural selection, and some people really do need to die. Their situation and mental state calls for suicide. It's almost nature's way of saying you're dangerous to the other organisms around you. That's the point where you must change or die. I'd prefer that people change, but some are just too weak and fearful to do so, and take the other option.

I have self harmed, but not in an "emotional outbreak." It was a few years ago that I realized burning my arms gave me a bit of a tingling feeling that I liked. I do not have scarring; it was never severe, but in any case, I liked how it felt to rest my arms or legs on something hot like a light bulb or steaming asphalt. It was not exacting the "self injury" most people think of when you talk about it. I wasn't throwing some sort of tantrum and took it out on myself. In stead, what happened was I was reading and rested my arm on a lightbulb. The burning felt quite icy, actually. It wasn't pleasurable, but it also brought me no pain. My mother was concerned and considered taking me to counseling, but I simply told her I'd stop. And I did.

Talking over treating, by the way. No pill is going to unwind someone's tight knot of a ******** up mind.

I personally have never been able to help a person with suicidal tendencies. I am too harsh. I have never driven them to suicide, but rather, away from me, and they had to seek advice elsewhere. Sometimes I think in the end they realize my words were helpful, but not enough to say I "saved" any of them. I need to work on my insensitivity.

Valentines Day... AKA National Singles Awareness Day. But I still don't see why being single would ******** someone up that much. I also don't see why singles don't get together more often. You know, like "singles night" at some sort of café or something...

I've been single for a long time. I am also very unusual in my nature, and I don't think it's going to be easy to find a partner until I am much older. I know most kids think they're "different," but my difference is far more external than their little "quirks." Most people mistaken me for the opposite gender. I am (as my personality result implies) an intellectual. I am into the meat of things, rather than just the feel-good stuff. People don't seem to understand me a large portion of the time. I am, despite my intuitive trait, a very good communicator, so I don't think that it's an error within my methods of expressing myself to people. It boils down to the fact that I don't "act my age." I fit into a group of 30 year olds, and I'm just 17 (I'm going to be 18 next month). I hope that other people will grow into me, and maybe I'll finally make my first kiss when I'm around 25. It is depressing. It's hard to wait. Like any healthy young person, I have sexual urges and it's very difficult to have no way to express these urges. I am lonely in a lot of respects as well, and would like to have a partner to talk to and connect with. But it just isn't possible when I'm in a group with a bunch of annoying brats...

Now, this still is no reason to commit suicide. There is still so much more to live for than romance and sex. I guess that's why I'm still alive.

I think January is the month of suicide because people have a very dreadful look at the new year... Their first month didn't work out, so they're ready for a year of suffering. They off themselves as a mercy killing.

Just a guess.

my brother cut himself once and i freaked. i talked to him, and now (as far as i know) he doesn't do that anymore.