Ive been suisidal before. I know its a little late for this to be in the blogs but I figure it might help for insparation. Not to long ago my first love, who I loved more than anything, and still love very much... Cheated on me with a close friend. I broke up with him and left the girl he cheated on me's friendship behide. Ever heard that song "Cant Just Be Friends Anymore" by James Blunt? That described it all. Over the summer I rebounded with an online guy Id never met who calmed to be 16 which is 6 years older than me. I sexted with him. Eventually my father discovered what was going on. When he took contact away with him.. I tried despritly to rebel, but got caught... 3 more times talking to him. The 3rd time I contacted him..... I found out he was engaged to another guy... I was devistated. I cried. Each one of the times I was caught I tried suiside. Not over the 16 year old... But the guy who cheated on me. After summer break, I called my ex who cheated on me. Eventually we started to become "friends with benifts", even though he had a girlfriend. I started to feel horrible about it realizing I was doing the same thing my friend had done to me. I stayed friends, but stopped being friends with benifits with him and messaged the girl he cheated on me with on Facebook. I apologized for the things I said to her and we became friends again. I am her friend but still can not trust her. Anyway back to my ex... After two years of being on the phone for four hours a day and him saying he loved me each of those days.... 5 months ago he told me he never had loved me..... I cried and still cry, but I know hes not healthy for me at this point and have cut off ties and am now dealing with the other issues of my depression of surviors guilt with my grandmothers death, my fathers lack of intrest in my life, my fathers verbal abuse, and my recent move leaving all my friends.... and finding myself now in a whole new world from country small town to city life is a big change, expecially when finding yourself with no friends and it being impossible no matter how hard you try to make friends, when only a year ago you were surrounded by people who love you everyday. I know I dont have that bad of a life... But it still hurts... Suiside felt like the only way out and still occasionly does... But Dawson since I started listening to your show 6months ago..... My life has gotten a whole lot easier.... So thanks. :)

Well im 13 now kinnda young i know. but right after i turned 12 i became depressed . i started cutting myself and starving myself and just came a whole other person. Then Dec.20.2009 i just came across Dawsons show. and a girl was thinking about sucide and i thought hey that sounds like me , so i listend and you seemed to help her and then i heard about your one on one chat and i thought hey ill check that out maybe it cane help me. and i talked with a hopecoach named Jessa and she talked me out off cutting myself, then i read stories about sucide and stuff, then i got an amzing conusler who helped me become me again . And Dawson i just want to say thanks because without iout your show i wouldnt be here, it saved my life your and amazing man and god bless u . My whole family love u because well u saved my life :)

right now i'm 13 and i cant keep living the same life i am and if i dond get help from someone soon i dont think ill live much longer... srry x(

For the last 2 years i have had a struggle and hard battle with depression, I am currently on medication for it. Some days are better then others, but i cant go a day without the thought of suicide running through my mind. The summer has been good and i am thinking about it less and less, but  i am a Sr. in highschool and the whole college thing, and the sat/act is starting to stress me out and some days i just dont think life is worth living. Dawson you have given me so much hope. Every sunday i listen to your show and it gives me sooo much hope to get through the week and days to come. Even though i cant stop my sadness, or even go a day without thinking of taking my life.. i have hope now.Thank you!

I Know This Is Kinda Late To Comment But Yeah I Just Saw The Blog.

I'm 15, I've Been Suicidal For 2 Years. Last Year (Well The Beginning Of This Year) Was The Worst. I Got Pregnant By A Guy Who I Thought Loved Me. We Were Together For 9 Months. When I Found Out I Didn't Know What To Do. I Just Wanted To Kill Myself Because He Said He Wasn't Ready To Be A Dad && That He Never Loved Me And He Didn't Want Anything To Do With Me. I Had No Idea What To Do. I Mean I Was 14, In Love, And Pregnant. And No One Was There For Me Except His Brother. Who Lived 2 Hours Away And I Saw Him Every 2 Weeks. But Anyway One Night I Couldn't Sleep And I Turned On The Radio And I Heard Dawson's Show And That Helped Alot. I Listen Every Night. Thank You Dawson. =] <3

for everyone that has a problem with family issues...dont ever think that your alone...every since i was little i got thru into foster care and ive been moved from home to home to home..and ive been raped serveral time and ive been abused and mistreated...my whole life my real family told me i never would mount to nothing or nobody..i was just gonna be a low life like the rest of my family....when i turn 12 is when it all started..i started the drugs and the sex, sneeking out,running away,everything u name i did it..the summer of me turing 13 i got with a boy...i thought he was my world..2 11 months of talking i ended up pregant..and he bailed out and wasnt ready for a kid..that fall i had a miscarriage..soon after that cps came back in my life and took me away..i moved to a foster home and had to leave my family and friends behind..i moved into tha foster home and got raped by my foster dad..and i started acting act..always getting tickets at schooland gettin suspended...time i turned 17 i had 4 pages of my records of charges i did..i got moved into a RTC..and realize i needed to get my life back on track..now im 18 and aged out of foster care..i live wit my foster sister who is really my sister...im bout to graduate in 3 months and  go to college for criminal justice and then go to SAM HOUSTON STATE...im telling u this because..after everything ive been thru im still walking aroundwith my head held high..not letting noone get to me or nothing to stop me..

In middle school I had a suicidal problem. Everyday I would walk through the halls and constantly thought people were talking about me, we went to a uniform school and my father kept buying me mens clothes for the uniform. Which caused the teasing to progress. All sixth grade I didnt talk to anyone but was still wrapped in my own little world and didnt much care. In seventh grade I made a group of friends and im still close to them three years later, in eitgth grade though The teasing reached an all time high, and i didnt have my friends to rely on because we all got sepearated. I was dealing with abandonment issues from my mother and trying to ignore the fact that my father thought i was a sl*tty wh*re and could care less about my life. All that pressure and I just couldnt take it, I thought about it, untill my phone rang. It was one of my closest friends that i hadnt talked to in a while, then i started thinking about how everyone else would feel if i just abandoned them. Id be no worse than my mom. Im okay now and have fixed thing s with my mom. were fighting my dad for custody. Keep your head held high and itll be alright

is currently sucidal my bf had to stop me this weekend :((

i feel like life isnt worth it anymore all this stress im putting on others . :/ -sigh- HELP ME!

Ouch... hurts reading some of these. Just hang in there everyone, we all come to those points, but hold tightly, better times will come with time. Hold on to God, and surround yourselves with the people of God, and you will see life in a better, if not more profound way. Jesus payed the way for all of  us, and if we hold in faith, we will see God's deliverance for us all. In this life and the life to come. Amen?

No matter how hard your life may be, I promise that suicide is not the answer. There will be many people in your life that will be deeply affected. My best friends brother killed himself 10 years ago and it still affects my life today. My dad tried committing suicide just last week before I called the cops on him. I know I probably will never understand the emotional pain and lonliness that happens when these suicidal thoughts come to mind. But let me tell you this, it is tragic to lose a loved one, or to think of them not being with you. Please seek counciling, or even start to pray and ask God for the strength to move on, even if you arent religious. Life is a precious gift and throwing it away when things get hard is stupid and the most selfish act anyone could do. If you dont live for yourself, then live for the ones in your life. If you dont have anyone that you think cares about you, I promise there is always someone and I know there is always the future. I also had a friend in high school commit suicide. I had had a crush on him since the day I laid eyes on him. He left this planet 2 days before I was going to ask him to the girls choice dance. I have never been so broken hearted in my entire life. I never got to tell him what he meant to me. So PLEASE, in your darkest hours, pray, and know that there is always someone out there who loves you.

I am 18. I have had suicidal thoughts since age 12 when my dad deployed for the first time. My mom went into a VERY deep depression... So even though she was physically there in the house, she was emotionally gone. Which left me to tend to The needs of my younger 2 siblings. I made dinner and lunch and breakfast I helped with homework I let them sleep in my bed when they had a dream about dad getting shot at or blown up. I, being the oldest, got to be the person mom threw her fears, worries, and thoughts at. Keep in mind I was only 12. I had my own fears. I shed my own tears. I wanted my daddy back just as much as my sister and brother. I wanted to be able to crawl into someone else's bed at night when I had those dreams. I wanted someone to run there fingers through my hair and to wipe away my tear kiss my forehead and tell me that everything would be ok. That dad would come home safe. I remember doing the dishes night after night and gently running the tip of a knife along my wrist. I couldn't bring myself to do it. Not because I didn't want to.... Believe me, I wanted to. I wanted the emotional pain to be over. But I felt that my siblings needed me. I managed to make it through the deployment. I thought things would go back to normal but they never did. Since then my dad has been deployed 3 more times and it is never easier. But before his 2nd deployment I met my first love. It was great for a little over a year but then we moved again. And the long distance relationship was taking its toll on both of us. So I ended it. Dad then deployed his 2nd time. My sweet jake flew down for v-day and my bday and asked me to get back together with him. And I told him I can't. That it was too much for us to handle. He eventually went home feeling defeated. We talked everyday for awhile.... But it hurt. I found myself in tears wishing to be in his embrace.so we started talking less and less. Until we just didn't talk anymore. I tried moving on. I tried to find the comfort and love and support and understanding I needed since the family was back to how it was the first deployment. I ended up finding a guy that was my age and was sweet at first. But he turned mean and it was a bad situation. But I dealt with it because the physical pain was easier to handle than the emotional pain. Eventually I realized I needed to stop it so I called the one person I knew I could talk to and not be judged by... My sweet Jake. His mom answered and got really mad and emotional when I asked for Jake. So I Hung up. I called back a few hrs later and his sister answered and we small talked for an hr before I asked to talk to Jake. And that's when she told me he had committed suicide 6 months prior. I felt so.... So empty inside for a long time. I let the abuse (physical and sexual) continue from The guy I was currently seeing. Dads next 2 deployments weren't much different. I dated older men. It was a sense of security that I was lacking. In the past 6 years there have been countless thoughts, and 2 dozen handfuls of plans. I have gone as far as bringing prescribed sleeping pills to school to o.d. on. It's is hard.... Living with the want to end your life. I moved out of the house at 17. Moved in with my boyfriend who is 12 years older than I am. My dad hasn't talked to me in about a year. It sucks. It hurts. But I am not being used anymore. I'm no longer unappreciated. I still struggle with depression and suicide. But since I heard the show it has been a little easier for me to talk myself out of committing suicide. I have started seeing a therapist and also a psychiatrist and am now on an anti depressant and anti anxiety medication. Remember that no matter how lonely you feel you are never alone.

im 15. i learned someone ive known since kindergarten committed suicide yesterday. he was so happy and full of energy. i cant understand how someone could do that.everyday he went out of his way to say hey to me and make me smile. suicide is never the way out. i wish someone could have helped him. he made everyone smile and happy and now he is gone. i knew him well. and i cant believe he is gone. he was only 15 yrs old. he was going to be someone. he already was a wonderful person. may he be in peace in heaven. we will always remember Will.