What was the reason you ever wanted to end your life?

I am a woman with a child, and I have suffered everything. was calculated by the child's father and divorced him with hundreds of thousands of debts. I once lost 30-40 pounds in half a year because of depression and heavy eating, and I couldn't go out at all, which is very painful for a woman who used to love beauty and elegance.

If it weren't for the unpaid debts, I might have left the world.

However, it is really better to die than to live! Whether you can stand it or not, you have to rely on yourself! Through the darkness, tomorrow is wonderful! Although we can't change others, we can change our own mood! Don't be stupid, friends!

So many people who don't know you care about you, if you have any suffering, you can also tell me quietly, and I will try my best to help you! Happiness is tomorrow, grasp happiness, it is up to you! When you're tired, you rest, and when you're thirsty, drink water, we're all cheering you on!

Come on! Let's find happiness together! I really want you to be happy!

The first time was when my grandparents passed away and the family was busy fighting for property.

The second time is now, every morning at seven o'clock to the company at ten o'clock in the evening to get off work, desperately to make money to maintain this home, I am not married, it is my original family, my parents divorced, one is out of chaos and the other runs back to the countryside, the only thing the two have in common is that they will send me a message when they ask me for money.

I gave birth to three children I am the oldest, two of the younger ones were admitted to college in the same year, I took 40,000 yuan to pay their tuition, and now their living expenses are also my responsibility, 1500 a month, and I have to deal with my mother looking for me to ask for one or two thousand every month, my father asked me for money, I don't know why I didn't give up the two small ones, probably because I don't want them to have a secondary school degree like me one day, and work hard in society to survive, and have no ability to give them better, Just do everything I can.

This original family, one day I can't hold on, probably will be scattered, and I don't want to have no home, so I try to hold on, my boyfriend is probably also because of my family, so I choose to leave, he can't understand why I work so hard to maintain this family, because he has a very happy family.

In fact, I'm only 22 years old, and I'm actually very tired, but probably no one will be able to experience that kind of despair except myself, and I don't know how long I can last.

Because, there is no reason to live. In addition to providing for my parents in old age, then, after that, as long as I no longer get married, have children, and no longer be responsible for other people's lives, can I die?

After giving birth, the novice mother doesn't understand anything, the mother-in-law doesn't help, the husband and the mother, the boy is a man, because of physical reasons, the child is a mixture of breast milk and milk powder, and on the seventh day of the caesarean section, the child is hungry in the middle of the night, and the wound is still painful.

It was inconvenient to get up and wanted my husband to make milk powder for his son After waking him up, he yelled at me directly Will he give birth or not raise Crying in the middle of the night disturbed him to sleep Then went to the guest room.

Later, for half a month, I sometimes couldn't eat two meals a day, and I didn't dare to tell my parents, for fear that they would worry, and the milk I bought was not drinkable, and my husband said that he couldn't drink it, so he took it away to his mother.

I thought it would be good to be out of confinement, but then I realized that I was thinking too much.

Acute gastroenteritis hurt so much that I almost rolled on the ground My husband was at work and called him ** After coming back, he wanted to take me to the hospital His mother said, It's okay, just lie down for a while Maybe I ate the wrong thing Then I went out with my son in my arms Hehe My husband also thinks I'm fine.

I'm afraid of death, call my parents** They called an ambulance to my mother-in-law's house and picked me up in my husband's confused eyes Later, after checking the infusion, it was confirmed that there was no big problem and I was admitted to the general ward The next afternoon, my husband went to the hospital and said to me for the first time I don't think you have much problem My mother is right.

yes, everything the is right, and if I didn't have a mother, I don't know what it is.

And then because I didn't have enough breast milk, my mother would say that she was to blame, and the children didn't eat it, well, my husband felt the same way.

Sometimes when I hold my child, I think, "Why are you so tired?"

But when I look at my child, I suddenly don't have the courage to leave this world.

I always feel like I can hold on a little longer.

Now that I think about it, I was still alive at that time, and it was really fateful.

Despair, when it's clear that you can't succeed even if you work hard, that frustration makes me feel like I don't know why I want to live...

I feel that life is boring. It's tiring to be alive.

I don't have any friends, and I subconsciously feel that if I leave a circle, there is no need to consolidate my relationship with the people in that circle, after all, there will be no intersection in the future.

The work finally got a little better, and the parents began to urge them to save money to get married, and if they didn't say hello when they bought things, they would be nagged by their parents, and they would pour cold water on you if they wanted to travel. I don't care what you think, I just feel that you have to follow their ideas, it doesn't make sense, it's painful.

Obviously an introvert who can't speak, he has to pretend to be an extrovert every day, it's already difficult to live, and it's even more difficult to live hard.

Heavy suppression and light anxiety, caused by emotional things, I also feel useless to the family, I have thought about doing everything I should do, I can leave.

I want to end my life now, I have no relatives around me, no friends, I am alone, I work hard but I have been squeezed, my salary is so low that I doubt my life, I have no money, no house, I have nothing, my marriage is broken, I want to divorce the other party but I don't agree, I suffer from depression for more than ten years, I turn into a severe year, I live like a zombie every day, I don't want to contact anyone, I want to die alone.

For a while, I thought that no matter how well everyone lives, they will die in the end, and since the result is the same, the process is meaningless, right?

Later, I figured it out, and the result is the same anyway, so it's hard to do, and it won't change anything anyway, so I want to live a little longer now, so that I can work for a while longer, but I'm happy.

I saw the ugliness of the world clearly, but if I want to live, I have to become as ugly as the people I disdain.

I took an eighth place. My mother always felt that I was the first to take the exam, and the second was heinous. Eighth?

What have you done, you still have the face to live like this! Actually, my mother was very good to me, but her mouth was too broken and she said everything. At that time, I was really sad, so sad that I committed suicide, I couldn't break the medicine, I was scolded after vomiting, and I continued to go to school the next day.

Now I don't want to die at all, I have a house and a car and some money, I like work, although my colleagues don't like it, but there are quite a few people who can say it, and some friends, after work, raise flowers, write and write, study two dishes, and the most important thing is that my son is smart and beautiful, and a caring little warm man. Why should I die on such a good day? It's just my mom, well, she still can't talk well, whatever, I don't take it to heart.

I think that's growth.

Once I had a quarrel with my first love and broke up, crying and cutting my wrist with a kitchen knife. At that time, I thought that I was dead (now that I think about it, I really think I have a brain disease), but fortunately, I woke up in time. My parents gave birth to me in October, and I was raised for 17 years.

Although I reconciled with my ex-boyfriend later, I always had a pimple in my heart, and I wanted to break up but was reluctant. A few months later, I broke up with him in the month I was an adult.

With cold and violent people, life is like a pool of stagnant water. Loneliness and depression do not feel a little sunshine. I won't be happy in this life.

It's so beautiful, I want to give others a way to live,