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Alt Suicide Holiday
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There is nothing anyone can do. Death comes for us all. There's the same back and forth. Despite their best efforts, when there is a will, there's a way. It's so hypocritical that the empathy and sympathy of so many people doesn't extend to actual understanding. Maybe they can't understand. Maybe they're afraid to.
It's sad that every time we find a place for ourselves, they try to take it away. Yet another example of the world trying to hide us away like they don't help create us through their society that labels some lives as worthless. In some sense, existence is a revolutionary act. Still, like the Jews of Masada, there are some who choose death over a life of suffering and oppression.
I don't hate the world. I don't begrudge people who are happy with their lives. I wish everyone was happy. I've just accepted the bitter compromise to acknowledge that while others may find happiness, I will not. I am content to leave them to their happy lives. Why can't they leave me be? In a way I'm sorry that sites like this do exist because I wish I was the only one feeling like this. Still, it's a comfort to know we're not alone. We keep this place for ourselves since we were given no other.
So much of the work on this site is to encourage each other to better our lives. We actually help each other to build a better life and work through our problems. They never talk about that. Being able to be honest about our situations allows us to deal with our problems. Yes, we have to be able to talk openly in order to deal with our problems. I do think that everyone should try to fix their issues as best they can.
I don't know what way is best to address you all. Comrades? Friends? Fellow cosmonauts? I don't know. Nevertheless, be brave, my fellows. One day, I expect that I will sign off and sign out. Know that if that day comes, I wish you all the best. Being able to be so honest is a welcome change. Thank you all.
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JaJu, sorrowful, It'sMyLife and 2 others
I just found these articles about alt.suicide.holiday, the Usenet message board that was active in the late 90s and 00s. It was basically an early incarnation of this forum.
That's the greeting awaiting people who log on to a macabre internet forum blamed for encouraging a pact between two men to jump off Beachy Head. Amelia Hill reports on the disturbing increase in suicide chat rooms.
THE desperate messages that flicker on to my computer make for the darkest of reading. "I started cutting myself again today - I had to get some release," says one. "I haven’t laughed for so many years. I am beyond pain. I am numb," reads another.
www.scotsman.com
What struck me about these articles is that despite being separated by two decades, the cast of characters are exactly the same today. The suicidal people - despairing, sad, defiant in their right to choose - their messages could have easily been written on here this week. You have the experts who offer their expert opinion that the forums are dangerous and scratch their heads about what can be done. Then you have the journalists with their careers writing for a national newspaper, shocked and appalled that life has given some people a good kicking and they've found a place to congregate.
Those Normals are not like us, they don't like us as we make them uncomfortable. Then you have those religious nut cases who start with their pre-programmed thou shalt, not suicide...... It's like they are parrots, always parroting the same nonsense. We should have the right to be in control of our lives and whether or not we wish to continue. Normals cannot fathom our pain, they just can't, talking to them is like trying to describe a sunset or rainbow to a blind person. Much love to you all.
The internet has been more free back then, though. Method discussion was simply searchable via google, there were forums and chats with a pro choice attitude for everyone to see and find out there. Nowadays you have to find websites hidden on search engines and with authorisation requirements.
People haven't changed, but the environment has - not for the better.
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Forveleth, It'sMyLife, Élégie and 3 others
necro topic i know, but it was ironically seeing websites like a.s.h and the church of euthanasia saved my life somehow ...i cant explain how but it made me feel like i wasnt the only one going through it.
also looking through all the ash user profiles from 2004 makes me worried for them.
I sought help on that forum when I was a teenager long before I became chronically ill. I grew up in an abusive family who didn't understand or respect me for who I am. The folks on ash were actually understanding and helped me out far more than the therapists and child psychologists ever did. I'd say they're responsible for instigating my recovery and desire to discover myself and my true worth as a person. I'm so sad that I've ended up chronically ill and on this forum. I had quite a few better years.
I started using the Internet in 2001, but I never knew about that place at all. It was around that time that my life became a living hell and my thoughts of suicide emerged, so it makes me wonder how things would have been had I known about it. Then again, it was years before I could even put into words what I was experiencing, so I imagine I wouldn't have posted anything. I'd probably have become less ignorant about methods, that swallowing random bottles of analgesics or something is very unlikely to end my life and, if I had learned how to end my life in a surefire way, I probably would have done it, especially on some of the drugs they put me on. I'd have never experienced the ineffable wonder of love, and that's a sad thought.
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