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>Why you haven't committed suicide yet

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>>Why you haven't committed suicide yet

i am only willing to provide this part, i want a bf to suicide with

All that is irrelevant anyone who fills this out isn't actually suicidal and just wants attetion

>i want a bf to suicide with
How would you want to do it?

>20
>Male
>6'0 ft
>180 lbs
>Blue
>Grocery Store Clerk, full-time, $11.50/h
>Second Semester Sophomore, Early Childhood Special Ed.
>Not a virgin
>Engaged
>Been in various relationships up until now, heart broken several times, finally ready to either be married for life or be alone
I can't come up with any real reason to want to kill myself, which is the most frustrating part of this whole situation. My life is wonderful.
I've got a job that I love, I go to school full-time and for free, since the college pays for everything, I'm engaged to a woman who is absolutely perfect to me, I'm surrounded by the best friends anyone could ask for, I adore almost everyone in my life, but I'm just not happy. Every day is exhausting.
I was looking at photos of my partner and I, and I said, out loud, "Wow, he looks really happy" because I don't associate who I am around other people with who I really am. My entire fucking life is a lie and I want to just get out.
>Cats

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TODAY it seems to me providential that Fate should have chosen Braunau on the Inn as my birthplace. For this little town lies on the boundary between two German states which we of the younger generation at least have made it our life work to reunite by every means at our disposal.
German-Austria must return to the great German mother country, and not because of any economic considerations. No, and again no: even if such a union were unimportant from an economic point of view; yes, even if it were harmful, it must nevertheless take place. One blood demands one Reich. Never will the German nation possess the moral right to engage in colonial politics until, at least, it embraces its own sons within a single state. Only when the Reich borders include the very last German, but can no longer guarantee his daily bread, will the moral right to acquire foreign soil arise from the distress of our own people. Their sword will become our plow, and from the tears of war the daily bread of future generations will grow. And so this little city on the border seems to me the symbol of a great mission. And in another respect as well, it looms as an admonition to the present day. More than a hundred years ago, this insignificant place had the distinction of being immortalized in the annals at least of German history, for it was the scene of a tragic catastrophe which gripped the entire German nation. At the time of our fatherland's deepest humiliation, Johannes Palm of Nuremberg, burgher, bookseller, uncompromising nationalist and French hater, died there for the Germany which he loved so passionately even in her misfortune. He had stubbornly refused to denounce his accomplices who were in fact his superiors. In thus he resembled Leo Schlageter.

i wish there was a way to ban fags like you from life

And like him, he was denounced to the French by a representative of his government An Augsburg police chief won this unenviable fame, thus furnishing an example for our modern German officials in Herr Severing's Reich.
In this little town on the Inn, gilded by the rays of German martyrdom, Bavarian by blood, technically Austrian, lived my parents in the late eighties of the past century; my father a dutiful civil servants my mother giving all her being to the household, and devoted above all to us children in eternal, loving care Little remains in my memory of this period, for after a few years my father had to leave the little border city he had learned to love, moving down the Inn to take a new position in Passau, that is, in Germany proper.
In those days constant moving was the lot of an Austrian customs official. A short time later, my father was sent to Linz, and there he was finally pensioned. Yet, indeed, this was not to mean "res"' for the old gentleman. In his younger days, as the son of a poor cottager, he couldn't bear to stay at home. Before he was even thirteen, the little boy laced his tiny knapsack and ran away from his home in the Waldviertel. Despite the at tempts of 'experienced' villagers to dissuade him, he made his way to Vienna, there to learn a trade. This was in the fifties of the past century. A desperate decision, to take to the road with only three gulden for travel money, and plunge into the unknown. By the time the thirteen-year-old grew to be seventeen, he had passed his apprentice's examination, but he was not yet content. On the contrary. The long period of hardship, endless misery, and suffering he had gone through strengthened his determination to give up his trade and become ' something better. Formerly the poor boy had regarded the priest as the embodiment of all humanly attainable heights; now in the big city, which had so greatly widened his perspective, it was the rank of civil servant.

Nice try, I aint postin shit you govt pigs

With all the tenacity of a young man whom suffering and care had made 'old' while still half a child, the seventeen-year-old clung to his new decision-he did enter the civil service. And after nearly twenty-three years, I believe, he reached his goal. Thus he seemed to have fulfilled a vow which he had made as a poor boy: that he would not return to his beloved native village until he had made something of himself.
His goal was achieved; but no one in the village could remember the little boy of former days, and to him the village had grown strange.
When finally, at the age of fifty-six, he went into retirement, he could not bear to spend a single day of his leisure in idleness. Near the Upper Austrian market village of Lambach he bought a farm, which he worked himself, and thus, in the circuit of a long and industrious life, returned to the origins of his forefathers.
It was at this time that the first ideals took shape in my breast. All my playing about in the open, the long walk to school, and particularly my association with extremely 'husky' boys, which sometimes caused my mother bitter anguish, made me the very opposite of a stay-at-home. And though at that time I scarcely had any serious ideas as to the profession I should one day pursue, my sympathies were in any case not in the direction of my father's career. I believe that even then my oratorical talent was being developed in the form of more or less violent arguments with my schoolmates. I had become a little ringleader; at school I learned easily and at that time very well, but was otherwise rather hard to handle. Since in my free time I received singing lessons in the cloister at Lambach, I had excellent opportunity to intoxicate myself with the solemn splendor of the brilliant church festivals. As was only natural the abbot seemed to me, as the village priest had once seemed to my father, the highest and most desirable ideal. For a time, at least, this was the case.

>Age
19
>Gender
Male
>Height
186 cm (6'1~?)
>Weight
74 kg (190~ pounds?)
>Eyecolor
Black
>Job/occupation
Chem student
>Education
Majoring in Chem, first year
>Virginity status
Virgin
>Relationship status
Single
>Relationship history
None
>Reasons for considering suicide
Lol honestly dont know how to rationally expand on it
>Why you haven't committed suicide yet
Don't want to disappoint my parents, being the only child.

Go collect your data somewhere else.

>>Eyecolor
>Black
You are inferior.

But since my father, for understandable reasons, proved unable to appreciate the oratorical talents of his pugnacious boy, or to draw from them any favorable conclusions regarding the future of his offspring, he could, it goes without saying, achieve no understanding for such youthful ideas. With concern he observed this conflict of nature.
As it happened, my temporary aspiration for this profession was in any case soon to vanish, making place for hopes more stated to my temperament. Rummaging through my father's library, I had come across various books of a military nature among them a popular edition of the Franco-German War of 1870-7I It consisted of two issues of an illustrated periodical from those years, which now became my favorite reading matter It was not long before the great heroic struggle had become my greatest inner experience. From then on I became more and more enthusiastic about everything that was in any way connected with war or, for that matter, with soldiering
But in another respect as well, this was to assume importance for me. For the first time, though as yet in a confused form, the question was forced upon my consciousness: Was there a difference -and if so what difference-between the Germans who fought these battles and other Germans? Why hadn't Austria taken part in this war; why hadn't my father and all the others fought?
Are we not the same as all other Germans?
Do we not all belong together? This problem began to gnaw at my little brain for the first time. I asked cautious questions and with secret envy received the answer that not every German was fortunate enough to belong to Bismarck's Reich..
This was more than I could understand.


It was decided that I should go to high school.
From my whole nature, and to an even greater degree from my temperament, my father believed he could draw the inference that the humanistic Gymnasium would represent a conflict with my talents. A Realschol seemed to him more suitable.

It was decided that I should go to high school.
From my whole nature, and to an even greater degree from my temperament, my father believed he could draw the inference that the humanistic Gymnasium would represent a conflict with my talents. A Realschol seemed to him more suitable. In this opinion he was especially strengthened by my obvious aptitude for drawing; a subject which in his opinion was neglected in the Austrian Gymnasiums. Another factor may have been his own laborious career which made humanistic study seem impractical in his eyes, and therefore less desirable. It was hus basic opinion and intention that, like himself, his son would and must become a civil servant. It was only natural that the hardships of his youth should enhance his subsequent achievement in his eyes, particularly since it resulted exclusively from his own energy and iron diligence. It was the pride of the self-made man which made him want his son to rise to the same position in life, orJ of course, even higher if possible, especially since, by his own industrious life, he thought he would be able to facilitate his child's development so greatly.
It was simply inconceivable to him that I might reject what had become the content of his whole life. Consequently, my father s decision was simple, definite, and clear; in his own eyes I mean, of course. Finally, a whole lifetime spent in the bitter struggle for existence had given him a domineering nature, and it would have seemed intolerable to him to leave the final decision in such matters to an inexperienced boy, having as yet no Sense of responsibility. Moreover, this would have seemed a sinful and reprehensible weakness in the exercise of his proper parental authority and responsibility for the future life of his child, and as such, absolutely incompatible with his concept of duty.
And yet things were to turn out differently.
Then barely eleven years old, I was forced into opposition for the first time in my life.

21 year old law student, 6 foot skeleton man, waiting for eventual perfect waifu to have 15 children with.

Then barely eleven years old, I was forced into opposition for the first time in my life. Hard and determined as my father might be in putting through plans and purposes once conceived his son was just as persistent and recalcitrant in rejecting an idea which appealed to him not at all, or in any case very little.
I did not want to become a civil servant.
Neither persuasion nor 'serious' arguments made any impression on my resistance. I did not want to be a civil servant no, and again no. All attempts on my father's part to inspire me with love or pleasure in this profession by stories from his own life accomplished the exact opposite. I yawned and grew sick to my stomach at the thought of sitting in an office, deprived of my liberty; ceasing to be master of my own time and being compelled to force the content of a whole life into blanks that had to be filled out.
And what thoughts could this prospect arouse in a boy who in reality was really anything but 'good' in the usual sense of the word?
School work was ridiculously easy, leaving me so much free time that the sun saw more of me than my room. When today my political opponents direct their loving attention to the examination of my life, following it back to those childhood days and discover at last to their relief what intolerable pranks this "Hitler" played even in his youth, I thank Heaven that a portion of the memories of those happy days still remains with me. Woods and meadows were then the battlefields on which the 'conflicts' which exist everywhere in life were decided.
In this respect my attendance at the Realschule, which now commenced, made little difference.
But now, to be sure, there was a new conflict to be fought out.
As long as my fathers intention of making me a civil servant encountered only my theoretical distaste for the profession, the conflict was bearable. Thus far, I had to some extent been able to keep my private opinions to myself; I did not always have to contradict him immediately.

BASED gibberish poster cockblocking faggot OP for pulling a survey shit.

' Painter? Artist? '
He doubted my sanity, or perhaps he thought he had heard wrong or misunderstood me. But when he was clear on the subject, and particularly after he felt-the seriousness of my intention, he opposed it with all the determination of his nature. His decision was extremely simple, for any consideration of w at abilities I might really have was simply out of the question.
'Artist, no, never as long as I live!' But since his son, among various other qualities, had apparently inherited his father' s stubbornness, the same answer came back at him. Except, of course, that it was in the opposite sense.


And thus the situation remained on both sides. My father did not depart from his 'Never!' And I intensified my 'Oh, yes!'
The consequences, indeed, were none too pleasant. The old man grew embittered, and, much as I loved him, so did I. Ally father forbade me to nourish the slightest hope of ever being allowed to study art. I went one step further and declared that if that was the case I would stop studying altogether. As a result of such 'pronouncements,' of course, I drew the short end; the old man began the relentless enforcement of his authority. In the future, therefore, I was silent, but transformed my threat into reality. I thought that once my father saw how little progress I was making at the Realschule, he would let me devote myself to my dream, whether he liked it or not.
I do not know whether this calculation was correct. For the moment only one thing was certain: my obvious lack of success at school. What gave me pleasure I learned, especially everything which, in my opinion, I should later need as a painter. What seemed to me unimportant in this respect or was otherwise unattractive to me, I sabotaged completely. My report cards at this time, depending on the subject and my estimation of it, showed nothing but extremes. Side by side with 'laudable' and 'excellent,' stood 'adequate' or even 'inadequate.' By far my best accomplishments

I do not know whether this calculation was correct. For the moment only one thing was certain: my obvious lack of success at school. What gave me pleasure I learned, especially everything which, in my opinion, I should later need as a painter. What seemed to me unimportant in this respect or was otherwise unattractive to me, I sabotaged completely. My report cards at this time, depending on the subject and my estimation of it, showed nothing but extremes. Side by side with 'laudable' and 'excellent,' stood 'adequate' or even 'inadequate.' By far my best accomplishments were in geography and even more so in history. These were my favorite subjects, in which I led the; class.
If now, after so many years, I examine the results of this period, I regard two outstanding facts as particularly significant:
First: I became a nationalist
Second: I learned to understand and grasp the meaning of history.
Old Austria was a 'state of nationalities.'

By and large, a subject of the German Reich, at that time at least, was absolutely unable to grasp the significance of this fact for the life of the individual in such a state. After the great victorious campaign of the heroic armies in the Franco-German War, people had gradually lost interest in the Germans living abroad; some could not, while others were unable to appreciate their importances Especially with regard to the GermanAustrians, the degenerate dynasty was only too frequently confused with the people, which at the core was robust and healthy.
What they failed to appreciate was that, unless the German in Austria had really been of the best blood, he would never have had the power to set his stamp on a nation of fifty-two million souls to such a degree that, even in Germany, the erroneous opinion could arise that Austria was a German state. Join meThis was an absurdity fraught with the direst consequences, and yet a glowing testimonial to the ten million Germans in the Ostmark. Only a handful of Germans in

>Age
22
>Gender
M
>Height
6'3"
>Weight
240 lbs
>Eyecolor
Green
>Job/Occupation
Non currently
>Education Experience (Major, Year)
Highschool grad (2014)
>Virginity Status
Not virgin
>Relationship Status
Ldr
>Relationship History
Bad
>Reasons for considering suicide
Im a boring brainlet trapped in the middle of rural nowhere with no future
>Why you haven't committed suicide yet
Waiting for family to die or kick me out

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>18
>Male
>5'11"
>250 lbs or 114 kg
>Hazel
>None, but soon-to-be student
>EE,2022
>My dick is virgin, but my right hand isn't
>Single
>Dated a girl once, she approached me at Prom and we dated for the rest of the year. She was bottom barrel, but I still loved her.
>I'm sub-human trash who will disappoint everyone around me.
>I'd hate to hurt my mother, as well as other who knew me. For whatever reason they liked me and I felt indebted for their hospitality.

As everywhere and always, in every struggle, there were, in this fight for the language in old Austria, three strata:
The fighters, the lukewarm and the traitors.
This sifting process began at school. For the remarkable fact about the language struggle is that its waves strike hardest perhaps in the school, since it is the seed-bed of the coming generation. It is a struggle for the soul of the child, and to the child its first appeal is addressed:
'German boy, do not forget you are a German,' and, 'Little girl, remember that you are to become a German mother.'
Anyone who knows the soul of youth will be able to understand that it is they who lend ear most joyfully to such a battle-cry. They carry on this struggle in hundreds of forms, in their own way and with their own weapons. They refuse to sing unGerman songs. The more anyone tries to alienate them from German heroic grandeur, the wilder becomes their enthusiasm: they go hungry to save pennies for the grown-ups' battle fund their ears are amazingly sensitive to un-German teachers, and at the same time they are incredibly resistant; they wear the forbidden insignia of their own nationality and are happy to be punished or even beaten for it. Thus, on a small scale they are a faithful reflection of the adults, except that often their convictions are better and more honest.
I, too, while still comparatively young, had an opportunity to take part in the struggle of nationalities in old Austria. Collections were taken for the Sudmark I and the school association; we emphasized our convictions by wearing corn-flowers and red lack, and gold colors; 'Heil ' was our greeting, and instead of the imperial anthem we sang 'Deutschland uber Alles,' despite warnings and punishments. In this way the child received political training in a period when as a rule the subject of a so-called national state knew little more of his nationality than its language. It goes without saying that evekill yourself to reply to OP

Is this Thomas Mann?

t party concept.
This development in me made rapid progress; by the time I was fifteen I understood the difference between dynastic ' patriotism' and folkish "nationalism'; and even then I was interested only in the latter.
For anyone who has never taken the trouble to study the inner conditions of the Habsburg monarchy, such a process may not be entirely understandable. In this country the instruction in world history had to provide the germ for this development, since to all intents and purposes there is no such thing as a specifically Austrian history. The destiny of this state is so much bound up with the life and development of all the Germans that a separation of history into German and Austrian does not seem conceivable. Indeed, when at length Germany began to divide into two spheres of power, this division itself became German history.
The insignia of former imperial glory, preserved in Vienna, still seem to cast a magic spell; they stand as a pledge that these twofold destinies are eternally one.
The elemental cry of the German-Austrian people for union with the German mother country, that arose in the days when the Habsburg state was collapsing, was the result of a longing that slumbered in the heart of the entire people-a longing to return to the never-forgotten ancestral home. But this would be in explicable if the historical education of the individual GermanAustrian had not given rise to so general a longing. In it lies a well which never grows dry; which, especially in times of forgetfulness, transcends all momentary prosperity and by constant reminders of the past whispers softly of a new future
Instruction in world history in the so-called high schools is even today in a very sorry condition. Few teachers understand that the aim of kill yourself to reply to OPstudying history can never be to learn historical
To 'learn' history means to seekforces which are the causes leading to those effects which we subsequently perceive as

rhaps it affected my whole later life that good fortune sent me a history teacher who was one of the few to observe this principle in teaching and examining. Dr. Leopold Potsch, my professor at the Realschule in Linz, embodied this requirement to an ideal degree. This old gentleman's manner was as kind as it was determined, his dazzling eloquence not only held us spellbound but actually carried us away. Even today I think back with gentle emotion on this gray-haired man who, by the fire of his narratives, sometimes made us forget the present; who, as if by enchantment, carried us into past times and, out of the millennial veils of mist, molded dry historical memories into living reality. On such occasions we sat there, often aflame with enthusiasm, and sometimes even moved to tears.
What made our good fortune all the greater was that this teacher knew how to illuminate the past by examples from the present, and how from the past to draw inferences for the present. As a result he had more understanding than anyone else for all the daily problems which then held us breathless. He used our budding nationalistic fanaticism as a means of educating use frequently appealing to our sense of national honor. By this alone he was able to discipline us little ruffians more easily than would have been possible by any other means.
Adolf Hitler Mein Kapmf my diddle do
This teacher made history my favorite subject.
And indeed, though he had no such intention, it was then that I became a little revolutionary.
For who could have studied German history under such a teacher without becoming an enemy of the state which, through its ruling house, exerted so disastrous an influence on the destinies of the nation?
And who could retain his loyalty to a dynasty which in past and present betrayed the needs of the German people again and again for shameless private advantage?
Did we not know, e have no love for us Germans?
Our historical knowledge of the works of the House of Habsb

Only selfish faggots kill themselves.
Except for Hitler he had good reasons.

>kill yourself to reply to OP

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Immense were the burdens which the German people were expected to bear, inconceivable their sacrifices in taxes and blood, and yet anyone who was not totally blind was bound to recognize that all this would be in vain. What pained us most was the fact that this entire system was morally whitewashed by the alliance with Germany, with the result that the slow extermination of Germanism in the old monarchy was in a certain sense sanctioned by Germany itself. The Habsburg hypocrisy, which enabled the Austrian rulers to create the outward appearance that Austria was a German state, raised the hatred toward this house to flaming indignation and at the same time -contempt.
Only in the Reich itself, the men who even then were called to power saw nothing of all this. As though stricken with blindness, they lived by the side of a corpse, and in the symptoms of rotten-
ness saw only the signs of 'new' life.
The unholy alliance of the young Reich and the Austrian sham state contained the germ of the subsequent World War and of the collapse as well.
In the course of this book I shall have occasion to take up this problem at length. Here it suffices to state that even in my earliest youth I came to the basic insight which never left me, but Only became more profound:
That Germanism could be safeguarded only by the destruction of Austria, and, furthermore, that national sentiment is in no sense Identical with dynastic patriotism; that above all the House of Habsburg was destined to be the misfortune of the German nation.
Even then I had drawn the consequences from this realization ardent love for my German-Austrian homeland state.beep boop bapadpda kill yourself if you reply to OP
other words, for politics. I do not want to 'learn' it, I want it to in instruct me.
Thus, at an early age, I had become a political ' revolutionary,' and I became an artistic revolutionary at an equally early age.
The provincial capital of Upper A

The question of my profession was to be decided more quickly than I had previously expected.
In my thirteenth year I suddenly lost my father. A stroke of apoplexy felled the old gentleman who was otherwise so hale, thus painlessly ending his earthly pilgrimage, plunging us all into the depths of grief His most ardent desire had been to help his son forge his career, thus preserving him from his own bitter experience. In this, to all appearances, he had not succeeded. But, though unwittingly, he had sown the seed for a future which at that time neither he nor I would have comprehended.
For the moment there was no outward change.
My mother, to be sure, felt obliged to continue my education in accordance with my father's wish; in other words, to have me study for the civil servant's career. I, for my part, was more than ever determined absolutely not to undertake this career. In proportion as my schooling departed from my ideal in subject matter and curriculum, I became more indifferent at heart. Then suddenly an illness came to my help and in a few weeks decided my future and the eternal domestic quarrel. As a result of my serious lung ailment, a physician advised my mother in most urgent terms never to send me into an office. My attendance at the Realschule had furthermore to be interrupted for at least a year. The goal for which I had so long silently yearned, for which I had always fought, had through this event suddenly become reality almost of its own accord.kill yourself why even reply to OP no one cares about you faggotConcerned over my illness, my mother finally consented to take me out of the Realschule and let- me attend the Academy.
These were the happiest days of my life and seemed to me almost a dream; and a mere dream it was to remain. Two years later, the death of my mother put a sudden end to all my highflown plans.
It was the conclusion of a long and painful illness which from the beginning left little hope of recovery. Yet it

23
M
5'6
125 lbs
brownish hazel
Night shift stocker at a grocery store
Computer Science, senior
Virgin
MGTOW
Never had a GF
Because life sucks
Because the Singularity might happen in my lifetime

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>>Age
18
>>Gender
male
>>Height
5'7
>>Weight
130lbs
>>Eyecolor
brown
>>Job/Occupation
warehouse
>>Education Experience (Major, Year)
none, dropout
>>Virginity Status
intact
>>Relationship Status
none
>>Relationship History
none
>>Reasons for considering suicide
life is boring, and will never not be. In the end everything is pointless and just a waste of time.
>>Why you haven't committed suicide yet
For now im content with my current video games, when i quit enjoying them and cannot find a replacement i guess ill end it.

kill yourself nobody cares

WHEN my mother died, Fate, at least in one respect, had made its decisions.
In the last months of her sickness, I had gone to Vienna to take the entrance examination for the Academy. I had set out with a pile of drawings, convinced that it would be child's play to pass the examination. At the Realschule I had been by far the best in my class at drawing, and since then my ability had developed amazingly; my own satisfaction caused me to take a joyful pride in hoping for the best.
Yet sometimes a drop of bitterness put in its appearance: my talent for painting seemed to be excelled by my talent for drawing, especially in almost all fields of architecture. At the same time my interest in architecture as such increased steadily, and this development was accelerated after a two weeks' trip to Vienna which I took when not yet sixteen. The purpose of my trip was to study the picture gallery in the Court Museum, but I had eyes for scarcely anything but the Museum itself. From morning until late at night, I ran from one object of interest to another, but it was always the buildings which held my primary interest. For hours I could stand in front of the Opera, for hours I could gaze at the Parliament; the whole Ring Boulevard seemed to me like an enchantment out of -The Thousand-and-One-Nights.
Now I was in the fair city for the second time, waiting with burning impatience, but also with confident self-assurance, for the result of my entrance examination. I was so convinced that I would be successful that when I received my rejection, it struck me as a bolt from the blue. Yet that is what happened. When I presented myself to the rector, requesting an explanation for my non-acceptance at the Academy's school of painting, that gentleman assured me that the drawings I had submitted incontrovertibly showed my unfitness for painting, and thchool or receivet odds with myself. For what I had jus

Thats the idea dummy.

n a few days I myself knew that I should some day become an architect.
To be sure, it was an incredibly hard road; for the studies I had neglected out of spite at the Realschule were sorely needed. One could not attend the Academy's architectural school without having attended the building school at the Technic, and the latter required a high-school degree. I had none of all this. The fulfill- ment of my artistic dream seemed physically impossible.
When after the death of my mother I went to Vienna for the third time, to remain for many years, the time which had mean-while elapsed had restored my calm and determination. My old defiance had come back to me and my goal was now clear and definite before my eyes. I wanted to become an architect, and obstacles do not exist to be surrendered to, but only to be broken. I was determined to overcome these obstacles, keeping before my eyes the image of my father, who had started out as the child of a village shoemaker, and risen by his own efforts to be a government official. I had a better foundation to build on, and hence my possibilities in the struggle were easier, and what then seemed to be the harshness of Fate, I praise today as wisdom and Providence. While the Goddess of Suffering took me in her arms, often threatening to crush me, my will to resistance grew, and in the end this will was victorious.
I owe it to that period that I grew hard and am still capable of being hard. And even more, I exalt it for tearing me away from the hollowness of comfortable life; for drawing the mother's darling out of his soft downy bed and giving him 'Dame Care' for a new mother; for hurling me, despite all resistance, into a world of misery and poverty, thus making me acquainted with those for whom I was later to fight.existence of the German people I certainly did not understand: Marxism and Jewry.
To me Vienna, the city which, to so many, is the epitome of innocent pleasure, a festive playground for merrymakers, represents, I am

>voluntarily removing yourself from the gene pool to prevent children predisposed to mental illness from being born
>selfish

I was near killing myself for a few days last may so I'll play.
>Age
20
>Gender
Male
>Height
5'9
>Weight
150 pounds
>Eyecolor
Blue
>Job/Occupation
Student
>Education Experience (Major, Year)
CS, Junior
>Virginity Status
Virginity intact
>Relationship Status
Single
>Relationship History
Couple e-gf's if that even counts
>Reasons for considering suicide
Nearly failed out of uni
>Why you haven't committed suicide yet
Didn't fail out and I'm still hopeful I'll have a better future

>Age: 22
>Gender: M
>Height: 175 (5'8 in borger)
>Weight: ~60kg
>Eyecolor: green
>Job/Occupation: various random minimum wage
>Education Experience (Major, Year): none
>Virginity Status: yes
>Relationship Status: no
>Relationship History: no
>Reasons for considering suicide: shitty life, ugly, short, alone
>Why you haven't committed suicide yet: idk maybe hoping of some kind of life improvement in future but doubt

Right.

And you are?

i'm just thinking about it.
>>Age
31
>>Gender
male
>>Height
6 even
>>Weight
250
>>Eyecolor
brown
>>Job/Occupation
unemployed
>>Education Experience (Major, Year)
trade school grad but its worthless.
>>Virginity Status
i lied to get laid to a weeb girl, the rest were whores
>>Relationship Status
10- years single
>>Relationship History
whores, they were all whores. if not for money then for some perceived value of me which was a lie on my part.
>>Reasons for considering suicide
unemployment, stagnation, hopelessness. self loathing.
>>Why you haven't committed suicide yet
can't muster the courage/not all prospects have been exhausted yet. probably i'm too pussy or it hasn't gotten bad enough yet.

>Age
18
>Gender
Male
>Height
6'2"
>Weight
210 lbs
>Eyecolor
Green/brown
>Job/Occupation
Unemployed
>Education Experience (Major, Year)
Sophomore in college
>Virginity Status
Virgin
>Relationship Status
Single
>Relationship History
No real relationships
>Reasons for considering suicide
General disinterest in living out the rest of my life,
Depression and PTSD
>Why you haven't committed suicide yet
Guilt for what my death would do to my family

Attached: 59aa044.jpg (800x600, 17K)

>Age
23
>Gender
M
>Height
178cm (5'10)
>Weight
75kg (165lbs)
>Eyecolor
Teal
>Job/Occupation
Electrical engineer (still studying)
>Education Experience (Major, Year)
Will major in EE in 2019
>Virginity Status
khhv
>Relationship Status
-
>Relationship History
-
>Reasons for considering suicide
Life isn't that appealing
>Why you haven't committed suicide yet
Death isn't that appealing

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>47926822
>Age
19
>Gender
Male
>Height
175cm 5'9"
>Weight
54kg 120lb
>Eyecolor
brown
>Job/Occupation
Neet
>Education Experience (Major, Year)
Dropped out of highschool. failed year 11 and 12
>Virginity Status
Virgin
>Relationship Status
E-dating a schizophrenic alcoholic
>Reasons for considering suicide
Lazy, piece of shit, disgusting, no motivation, no drive, terrible social skills. basically just not worth anything
>Why you haven't committed suicide yet
i'm scared of the pain and don't have access to firearms or other non painful methods. I've tried to hang myself but couldn't

sometime get sad. sometime getting angry. want to kill but only self. realize not the way. realize i have love in life is meaning. reason to live. love. reason to die. love. i not die for self but only die for love. love and you. you are place in heart. worth more than shiny thing. worth more than doe feed tribe.

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>Age
21
>Gender
Male
>Height
175 cms
>Weight
102kgs
>Eyecolor
black
>Job/Occupation
student/NEET
>Virginity Status
virgin
>Relationship Status
single
>Relationship History
always single
>Reasons for considering suicide
a lot of reasons. tl;dr would be pretty fucked up life, better to die than try to improve
>Why you haven't committed suicide yet
too pussy wish I come under a bus or a train

>19
>Male (male)
>5'4
>98lbs
>brown
>factory worker
>hs dropout
>turbovirgin
>none
>none
>I've never had a chance since the beginning
>afraid of death

18.
Male.
174 cm.
52 kg.
Green.
School.
Haven't finished highschool, on my third year.
KHHV.
None, never had one.
None, never had any.
I do not see the point in living in a world where I can not experience happiness.
I'm currently waiting until I finish school so life can be on easy mode for a while longer, or at least that's an excuse I tell myself.

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>37
>Male
>172 m
>83 kg
>Dark brown
>None
>University level incomplete
>Not virgin (lost with a prostitute at 18)
>In a relationship for 15 years with a fat whale
>3 whores, 1 normal gurl (my gurl) and like 5 prostitutes
>My gurl is probably pregnant, and I don't want to take care of a child. I already have to take care of my mother who's with Alzheimer's
>I'm no fag. I am not made of glass. I can take what life has reserved to me

Attached: smile.jpg (429x178, 10K)

are you that one user who wants to die in october

>Age
16
>Gender
male
>Height
5'5
>Weight
135
>Eyecolor
grey
>Job/Occupation
none
>Education Experience (Major, Year)
highschool
>Virginity Status
Non-Virgin
>Relationship Status
Single
>Relationship History
2 gf in the past year
>Reasons for considering suicide
I hate myself
>Why you haven't committed suicide yet
I view suicide as a pussies way out and i told want to be thought of or remembered as a pussy who couldn't handle life

19
Dude
172cm~5'8
65kg-ish
Black
Actuary major, first year
Lost vcard at 17
Widow, sort of
3 cunts, 1 love
She's gone, left in front of me.
I want to make her proud.

>18
>male
>1,90cm
>85 kg
>blue
>no job
>currently going to university
>KHV
>single
>none
>life is so boring and frustrating no friends or gfs feelsbadman
>mongolian throat singing metal is too good

>data-mining suicidal people
you fucking whore
it's not like I have anything to lose though

>18
>Male
>5'9
>210lbs
>Green
>NEET
>Didn't finish high school
>Kissless virgin (got a hug once)
>Single
>Dated an e-girl long distance for two weeks
>Chronic pain, mental health issues, zero motivation
>My parents, timing

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where do u live, im interested

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Fuck this thread is stupid. Really fucking stupid.

>Age
18
>Gender
Male
>Height
Around 178 cm or close to 5'10/5'11
It has been a while since I have last measured my height
>Weight
72 kg
>Eyecolor
Ocean blue
>Job/Occupation
Still in high school
>Education Experience (Major, Year)
None
>Virginity Status
Virgin
>Relationship Status
Single
>Relationship History
Never in a relationship, had a few potential love interests but none worked out
>Reasons for considering suicide
I feel stranded and alone. I feel like God has abandoned me. I have no motivation to be alive, I am worried about the future, I don't want to rot at work or anywhere else. I feel like everything is rigged from the start. I do not love anyone but I wish I did. I have noone to even consider a potential love interest or a good friend. I hate waking up and I hate this world.
>Why you haven't committed suicide yet
Although I feel like God has abandoned me, I still do believe in Him, I pray to Him every single day to save me but I still feel like he hasn't answered. Suicide is not an option but I wish it was

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This will feel good to write down right now because I'm hurting.
>Age
26
>Gender
Dude
>Height
5'11
>Weight
180
>Eyecolor
Blue
>Job/Occupation
None, in between wagecuck retail
>Education Experience (Major, Year)
Never picked something because I have no passion. Finished HS no problem and I'm fairly smart.
>Virginity Status
6 girls. None which kept me around of gave me the connection I desired.
>Relationship Status
Single for over a year now
>Relationship History
Had 1 girlfriend in 2013 that lasted just under a year, before her mom paid for a new tattoo she wanted, in return that she would dump me because she saw I was going nowhere. She took the deal and I immediately spiraled hard and haven't been able to love since.
>Reasons for considering suicide
Everything feels awful, I struggle with the ablility to digest most foods, I struggle with major fatigue which prevents me from working/getting out of bed/my head. I
Even if I improved myself somehow, and I have had some happier phases I have bad luck and it all comes crashing down eventually. I'm at my parents again, for the 2nd time with an abusive father.
>Why you haven't committed suicide yet
I'll get on that

that pic looks oddly comfy

Age: 21
Gender: Male
Height: 6 foot 3
Weight: mid 220~
Eye color: Brown
Job: college student, have a job in a lab
Education: Bio & Math senior
Virginity: intact
Relationship Status: Have a Tulpa-like GF going on, kinda.
Relationship history: I went out with a girl because her friend was bugging me to ask for almost a year. She broke up with me after a week.
Reasons for sodoku: pedophilia, talking to people is like pulling teeth, personality flaws generally.
Why have I not? Probably cowardice, though I also think my sisters would be sad and I started to genuinely care about them recently. They might not like it if I died. Also I have a few hopes, but probably those are pipe dreams, but I still think they are possible.

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>Age
21
>Gender
Male
>Height
175cm/5'7-5'8 (idk)
>Weight
57kg (idk in lbs)
>Eyecolor
Brown or black (fuck do i know)
>Job/Occupation
NEET
>Education Experience (Major, Year)
None
>Virginity Status
Virgin
>Relationship Status
Currently single
>Relationship History
Been with 3 girls for the past 3 years.
>Reasons for considering suicide
I lost hope in this world and myself, I'm sinful for what I've done in the past, I tried to become a better person, find a job and continue my studies to college, but it all fails. I do not enjoy things that I'm doing in life, even breathing feels tiring for me, I can't feel anything for everything that I'm doing. I never wanted or asked to be exist in this world. But in the end God put me in here. I feel like He's abandoned me, make my existence as a total failure till I die, I pray and pray for me to become a normal person but its not being answered at all.
>Why you haven't committed suicide yet
I am scared of the afterlife and Hell. I don't want to go to Hell but at the same time I don't think I'm worthy to go to Heaven for what I've done.

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Obvious data mining thread don't tell them SHIT

>Age
22
>Gender
Male
>Height
5'7
>Weight
110lbs
>Eyecolor
Blue
>Job/Occupation
Student
>Education Experience (Major, Year)
IT, 3rd year
>Virginity Status
Yup
>Relationship Status
Nope
>Relationship History
Nope
>Reasons for considering suicide
Depressed, lonely, social skills gone to shit because of said shit, no goal or direction in life and a really bleak worldview in general.
>Why you haven't committed suicide yet
I never will. I'm just too stubborn I guess.

Attached: DarkTimesAhead.jpg (600x451, 27K)

>20
>male
>6'2
>260ish
>grey-greenish
>none
>dropped out end of junior year of highschool
>its complicated, never had penetrative sex, had given and recieved blowjobs more than once
>single
>never been in relationship
>sad loser
>i don't want to leave my dog behind or make family sad.

>22
>M
>5'11
>75kg
>Brown
>Student
>Third year of collage
>KHHV
>Just online relationships
>Stuck in a third world country living in poverty and surrounded by severely mentally ill people
>Several failed attempts discourage me from doing it

>22
>male
>5'8
>130 lbs
>brown
>retail for basically no money per hour
>high school graduate
>virgin
>single
>none
>Several mental disorders and physical disorders that make me not only a genetic nightmare but also just going day to day a nightmare in itself. I stopped taking my medication because it made me still want to kill myself but brought the chemical that says i cant so i was basically trapped in my own body. Physical disorders are mostly just internal things that will make my later life a hell like blood pressure issues, certain food allergies and i have a weird overactive bladder issue due to anxiety. Ive spent a majority of my time playing online games and realized that these people i call friends can never truly be friends in the same way someone in real life can.
Why i havnt killed myself is mostly my family. Honestly my dream at this point is to get enough money to move extremely far away and then kill myself there.

I'm genuinely curious and a retard.
Why do people make these data collection threads?

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>>Age
17

>>Gender
Fembot

>>Height
148 cm / 4'11 f

>>Weight
60 kg // 130 lbs

>>Eyecolor
Dark brown

>>Job/Occupation
NEET / will start undergrad psych

>>Education Experience (Major, Year)
College dropout, first year

>>Virginity Status
Not a virgin in anything but pussy (we just dont feel like it and oral is a thousand times better)

>>Relationship Status
Stable, long relationship with my fiance

>>Relationship History
3 or 4 failed relationships. No sexual contact before this one.

>>Reasons for considering suicide
Im depressed and the means are easy, could just lose myself in the woods and die slowly. I often feel like i dont matter to anyone and theyre better off without me, so why not hurt a bit before dying

>>Why you haven't committed suicide yet
My fiance found me/stopped me the last few times (living in the woods and he knows the area like the back of his hand), now he keeps a close eye on me. Gotta wait.

>Age
19
>Gender
Female
>Height
175 cm
>Weight
53 kg
>Eyecolor
Green
>Job/Occupation
None
>Education Experience (Major, Year)
None
>Virginity Status
Virgin
>Relationship Status
Boyfriend left me last month, he couldn't take it anymore. I can't blame him.
>Relationship History
Only him
>Reasons for considering suicide
Deadly illness that will likely kill me in 2 years and has me in constant pain.
>Why you haven't committed suicide yet
I don't know how. It's hard to walk and I can't be alone. Also I would probably be too scared if I had an opportunity.

That is one nice terarria house.

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>22
>male
>5"4
>52 kg (whatever the fuck that is in pounds)
>brown
>NEET
>Sales and one year of animation film
>virgin
>nothing
>nothing
>My life has no meaning
>I'm too much of a pussy to do it altho I feel like I'm getting there.

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>Age
18
>Gender
Male
>Height
5'11
>Weight
165 lbs
>Eyecolor
Brown
>Job/Occupation
Cashier at some shitty burger shack
>Education Experience (Major, Year)
Highschool
>Virginity Status
Virgin
>Relationship Status
Single
>Relationship History
Never had a gf
>Reasons for considering suicide
Failure, met no expectations, lonely, feel like I have no way to improve.
>Why you haven't committed suicide yet
Game addiction

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>>Age
21
>>Gender
male (male)
>>Height
6'2
>>Weight
70kgs
>>Eyecolor
brown
>>Job/Occupation
student
>>Education Experience (Major, Year)
journalism and media studies, 4th year honours
>>Virginity Status
not a virgin
>>Relationship Status
single
>>Relationship History
2 e-gfs
>>Reasons for considering suicide
depression, loneliness, etc
>>Why you haven't committed suicide yet
maybe things will get better i know they won't but its what i keep telling myself, and i'm really looking forward to KH3 and DMC5

hope this was useful for your dataminning

>Age
16ish
>Gender
M
>Height
5.8
>Weight 82KG (180 Pound)
>Eyecolor Grey
>Job/Occupation Never had a job.
>Education Experience (Major, Year)
Finished Highschool
Tried to do a Uni Course (Official), failed, dropped out. (Math was too hard, mental health"
>Virginity Status
Virgin
>Relationship Status
Single
>Relationship History
3 Relationships
>Reasons for considering suicide
Life feels worthless, everyday i feel closer to death and just want it to be over.
>Why you haven't committed suicide yet
Love, i hope one day i will find love.
Most girls aren't as affectionate as me, i think one day i might find someone like me.

nice datamining thread
>18
>male
>195cm
>71kg
>grey
>in education
>im in last year of hs
>khhv
>blank
>blank
>im alone and will forever be
>afraid of botching it, and i know i would become a laughingstock in my school as a kid who an heroed a year ago was made fun of too, even though we didnt know him at all
might very much do it after hs

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>Age
27
>Gender
M
>Height
5'6"
>Weight
130?
>Eyecolor
Brown
>Job/Occupation
disabled but do occasional science tutoring
>Education Experience (Major, Year)
bachelors in neurobiology
>Virginity Status
not
>Relationship Status
on the verge of breaking up, possibly
>Relationship History
four real exes
>Reasons for considering suicide
disabled and in pain, generally miserable, severe PTSD, little joy in life, about to break up
>Why you haven't committed suicide yet
every attempt has failed, afraid of death, hoping for something good to happen, technically in the best position I've ever been in life to make positive changes

>Age
18
>Gender
female
>Height
5'9
>Weight
56kg
>Eyecolor
green
>Job/Occupation
waitress
>Education Experience (Major, Year)
year 12 rn
>Virginity Status
not virgin
>Relationship Status
taken
>Relationship History
my currant is my first
>Reasons for considering suicide
Abusive relationship & chronic depression
>Why you haven't committed suicide yet
Im not allowed to and i dont want to hurt anyone (except for myself)

>Age
19
>Gender
M
>Height
1.65m
>Weight
50kg
>Eyecolor
Black almost.
>Job/Occupation
None, I got fired because I can't deal with stress.
>Education Experience (Major, Year)
Finished HS with a 90~ average ,nothing afterwards and no friends.
>Virginity Status
Yes.
>Relationship Status
None.
>Relationship History
None.
>Reasons for considering suicide
Can't enjoy anything, can't find a purpose for doing anything and pushing myself on to satisfy others and do what others want of me doesn't feel right.
>Why you haven't committed suicide yet
I don't know I keep thinking about jumping off the edge every time I'm in a high place but I convince myself not to because if I won't die ill be disabled and I still hope ill be able to enjoy life later.

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>Age
19
>Gender
Male
>Height
185cm
>Weight
60kg
>Eyecolor
Blue-gray
>Job/Occupation
Student
>Education Experience (Major, Year)
Student
>Virginity Status
Virgin
>Relationship Status
Single
>Relationship History
I've never had a crush on a girl
>Reasons for considering suicide
Loneliness, no friends or gf. I don't want a job, but i also don't want to be a neet. Suicide is the easiest option.
>Why you haven't committed suicide yet
Dunno really. My family loves me, nd i dont want to hurt them. I'm also afraid of death.

If he is abusing you, why can't you leave him?

Depression is a neurological condition, there isn't always a reason

Sure, why not. Maybe you'll do something productive with the data.

>Age
21
>Gender
Male
>Height
193cm
>Weight
80kg
>Eyecolor
Brown
>Job/Occupation
None
>Education Experience (Major, Year)
Computer Science finalist
>Virginity Status
Virgin
>Relationship Status
Single
>Relationship History
None. There was one girl I was interested in but she didn't feel the same.
>Reasons for considering suicide
I don't like the world and have nothing I want from it. Living is a chore that slowly grates away at me.
>Why you haven't committed suicide yet
It's always been easier to go with the flow then to bother committing suicide. Soon it seems like that wont be the case.

It's been about five months. I'm on the up. I used to be "talked down from the ledge" tier.

>>Age
22
>>Gender
Male
>>Height
5'7
>>Weight
195, down thirty pounds and feeling great about it
>>Eyecolor
Blue
>>Job/Occupation
Work in the warehouse at a giant hobby lobby
>>Education Experience (Major, Year)
College drop out, majored in marijuana
>>Virginity Status
Intact
>>Relationship Status
None
>>Relationship History
None
>>Reasons for considering suicide
Lonliness, feeling like a failure, feeling that my opportunities in life have passed, stress, a need for escape, feeling like a burden or waste of space, escaping disappointment
>>Why you haven't committed suicide yet
I found people who genuinely love and care about me

>Age
21
>Gender
Male
>Height
184cm/6ft
>Weight
100kg
>Eyecolor
brown
>Job/Occupation
unemployed
>Education Experience (Major, Year)
high school 2016
>Virginity Status
KHV, I have hugged a few girls, but those were platonic relationships
>Relationship Status
single
>Relationship History
never had an gf
>Reasons for considering suicide
no gf, barely any friends, constantly either angry, sad or bored out of my mind, nothing interests me anymore.
>Why you haven't committed suicide yet
Suicide is a sin and I want to see the ending of Girls und panzer

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>>Age
18
>>Gender
M
>>Height
167cm
>>Weight
70+kg?
>>Eyecolor
Brown
>>Job/Occupation
Student
>>Education Experience (Major, Year)
1st year in college
>>Virginity Status
Not
>>Relationship Status
Single
>>Relationship History
Dated around 7 people in total
>>Reasons for considering suicide
Nothing makes me happy. Nothing stimulates me. Nobody loves me. I just feel numb. It would be better without me. I just make everyone around me miserable
>>Why you haven't committed suicide yet
Afraid of death lmao

>24
>5'11
>145
>Brown
>Unemployed
>Bachelor's in Computer Software Engineering
>KV
>2 Girlfriends over 11 years
>No friends, dad actively shows his disappointment in me, parents might kick me out of the house soon
>Too much of a lazy fuck to do it yet

what illness?
dffdfd

Bitches love abusive relationships.

>Age
27
>Gender
Girl (male)
>Height
6'
>Weight
183
>Eyecolor
brown
>Job/Occupation
neet
>Education Experience (Major, Year)
high school
>Virginity Status
gone
>Relationship Status
alone
>Relationship History
five past grillfiends
>Reasons for considering suicide
i will never get better
>Why you haven't committed suicide yet
waiting to find a cop who isnt a pussy and will pull the trigger on me

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>19...or 18? I forget
>Male
>5'10
> I dunno. 160 I'd wager.
>Brown
>Not telling you my herb
>lmao didn't even finish hs
>KHV lmao
>Because life is shit and I am shit and uhh I forgot the good reasons. Kinda just destined to be a poor, angry, over opinionated, retard.
>My siblings would be sad and I'm too much of a wimp to actually get into the noose.

Herb=Jerb
Sorry am stopid

Age uwu
>Gender boi
>Height 5'9"
>Weight 200
>Eyecolor gray
>Job/Occupation ice cream scooper
>Education Experience (Major, Year) highschool gonn college
>Virginity Status big virginity
>Relationship Status nun
>Relationship History one boi
>Reasons for considering suicide boring and lazy and depressed
>Why you haven't committed suicide no gun uwu
BlazeXM#2050
Uwu

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>19
>Male
>1m80
>54kg
>Blue
>Acting school
>College degree
>Virgin
>Single
>None
>Shitty family and mental illness
>I have a few friends and they're a great d&d group, also I don't want to die before I get to play smash ultimate

>18
>Male
>1.80cm
>112 kilos
>Brown
>Student
>College (first year)
>100% Virgin
>No gf
>I have never had a gf
>I disappointed my parents they already expect the worse from me, I have no friends, I'm not good at anything at all, nobody likes me, even my whole family hates even being near me, school is fine nobody knows who I am and I'm completely invisible to all of them I'm sad because I feel I could do a better job out of my life but I didn't so it's pretty much hopeless at this point.
>My coward ass.

>Age
26
>Gender
Male
>Height
5'11
>Weight
180
>Eyecolor
Green
>Job/Occupation
Logistics Manager
>Education Experience (Major, Year)
None
>Virginity Status
Virgin
>Relationship Status
Single
>Relationship History
Don't have one
>Reasons for considering suicide
Tired of living. Never going to have the life that I want.
>Why you haven't committed suicide yet
There's still a small part of me that thinks things will get better.

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>23
>male
>5'10"
>170 lb.
>CNC machine operator
>dropped out of school twice
>regular sec in fading relationship
>monogamous gf for 2 years
>only couple gfs before that, no more than 6 months
>do I need a fucking reason? I have no purpose to my life, every day is exactly the same, and death seems more cheerful than waking up and having to live that same fucked up day over and over
>wanna see if I can pay for school out of pocket and not fuck it up this time, if I fail again I'll commit

>Age
28
>Gender
Female
>Height
5'2"
>Weight
105 lbs
>Eyecolor
Hazel
>Job/Occupation
Grocery store wagecuck
>Education Experience (Major, Year)
2 year college degree
>Virginity Status
non
>Relationship Status
Currently in one, for 4 months
>Relationship History
-
>Reasons for considering suicide
I'm a complete and total sperg, people don't like me, I've failed nearly every job interview ever (except for my bottom of the barrel grocery store job where they'll take literally anyone) because of my autism, I feel like I don't belong in this world, I have no purpose or direction, never had any real friends. I'm having a hard time coping with getting older and debating that I want to have kids but no bfs ever wanted to and I doubt I'd be good at it. Getting old as fuck and tired of everything. Tired of dealing with bluepilled people.
>Why you haven't committed suicide yet
I don't know.

>21
>Male
>6'4
>260lbs and rising, because I can't bring myself to go to the gym despite paying $40 a month for it
>Brown
>newly unemployed, and rapidly losing savings
>essentially a college dropout
>Virgin
>Single
>1 GF in high school
>I hate my life, I'm a waste of space and useless, when I try to better myself it blows up in my face, my dick is 4 inches, my sibling is better than me in every single way other than height
>I don't want my mom to feel bad

>Age
19
>Gender
F
>Height
5'6"
>Weight
108lbs
>Eyecolor
Hazel
>Job/Occupation
Student
>Education Experience (Major, Year)
Maths, first year
>Virginity Status
KHV
>Relationship Status
Single
>Relationship History
None
>Reasons for considering suicide
I've been depressed since I was a child and nothing really makes me happy. I'm always bored.
>Why you haven't committed suicide yet
It would make my parents sad, and I'm still too fat to die.

>108 lb at 5'6
>too fat to die
Are you anorexic or just fishing for attention?

anorexic. I don't meet the 17.5 BMI criteria though, so technically I'm too fat to be anorexic.