eternal rest? yes please.

If i try again tomorrow, it will be attempt number 7 on my life. i live with minor brain damage and ADD and am fucking depressed, none of my “friends” talk to me and when i try and talk to them they dont pick up the phone or reply, im only 18 and moved out [...]

I really don’t know if I thinking is correct on this-but I know for a fact that I will try and kill myself in the next couple months. But I have two choices. I went through my mother’s medicine cabinet (she was in a car accident, never really recovered = lots of pills), and I [...]

  So, I currently just turned 17 years old last Saturday (The 13th, bad sign eh?) I’ve always been a fairly short male, which is fine by me, I love being short. I’m underweight at an amazing 93 pounds. When I was too young to remember, my parents got divorced. I had to live with [...]

I’m too old to be young and too young to be old. I just feel lost. Even though I am teaching college, my students hate me. I’m a terrible teacher. I have no friends. I go from work to home and then back to work and then, I have to take care of my daughter. [...]

I haven’t dated anyone in 3 years, and the first boyfriend I’ve had is breaking up with me My career is going nowhere Everyday I constantly feel like everyone is out to get me, everyone is so mean I don’t know what the point is I’m asking my family for money every month, which is [...]

There is no future for me. I had grand hopes of being a philosopher and filmmaker and poet, but now I have hopes to make it to my 21st birthday alive. Even though there is so much I haven’t done yet, I am ready to die. I don’t see any point in continuing to live. [...]

I’m not particularly sure why I’m writing this because it’s all so redundant to me but I can’t express myself in any other way at the moment… so prepare yourself or avert your eyes. I  parked my car by 30 today and walked but couldn’t get to the tracks because a creek was in the way [...]

I’m sure I don’t have it nearly as bad as so many people on here: I really have a perfect life, pretty much, it’s just I do I decent job of screwing things up. I know this sounds really emo, and I totally hate that, but I feel like I’m not allowed to be real [...]

I have three choices. 1. I tell my therapist how depressed I am and she sends me to a psyche ward. I have a severe phobia of hospitals so there is NO CHANCE that I will do this willingly and on my own. After that I’ll drop out of college, working a dead end job [...]