I attempted suicide my junior year of high school. I don't really feel like explaining why at this point, but I took 10 bottles of a medication called "zyprexa". I fully intended to kill myself and came quite close, actually.

I apparently started having seizures and stopped breathing. I don't remember this, but my father found me, managed to get me breathing again (by smacking me around. Not the most effective method but he was panicking.) and called an ambulance. They pumped my stomach then shipped me off to a mental hospital.

Again, it was my full intention to die. My only regret is that I didn't die that night.

Yeah, I've attempted suicide. Took a lot of pills..

I attempted suicide back in 1997 it was from years of disappointment, regret, feeling alone, losing my mother at the age of 2, father sentenced to life in prison for the murder, feeling unwanted by my blood-related family, unable to communicate my feelings to the one person I believe was trying to help me.

I just could not get it together and I was trying so hard. One day I couldn't handle it and I decided that was the way to end it. Everything just went black and I swallowed bottles of sleeping pills and God knows what else.
I was told that I kept repeating don’t save me I want be with my mom and I took maybe a couple of steps then collapsed.
As far as regret, I still want to be with my mom but on the right terms.

times were just really tough. but im so happy and thankful i dint. i felt really useless in this world, but then something clicked in. why is it about me?? so i decided to dedicate my life to others and not myslef. praise God

no i have not but many times i wished i could just sleep through life.

No, but I think about it some times, but then I think of my family, of how they would feel, my friends and what they have done for me and how I can't just throw it all away. Its hard, but I have a good doctor and some good friends, and they help me thru the bad times, I'm lucky :-)

I have never given it a "real" try, though I have wanted to, thought about it, and cried over my inability to do it.

After a particularly difficult breakup, I did wish I would die. It would have been easier than dealing with the pain of trying to get through every day. Never attempted suicide, or even came close, but I constantly wished to be "accidentally" killed somehow. Hit by a car, have a piano dropped on my head, etc. I acted out on it by taking insane risks, being very self-destructive with alcohol and drugs, and starting shit with total strangers because I felt I had nothing to lose.

That was 8 or 9 years ago, I don't feel that way anymore.

I did. I don't know whether I really wanted to die or not. I just knew that suicide seemed less painful than admitting to myself that I was gay.

I did attempt suicide a few years ago and my being alive right now is a miracle. Before I say anymore, though, I would like to know why you're asking. I don't want to give you any ideas if you're thinking about doing it.