Basically I need to ask questions about said topic.
please email me if you have a fair amount of knowledge about opites!
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Basically I need to ask questions about said topic.
please email me if you have a fair amount of knowledge about opites!
MeSebastior@gmail.com, thanks
Halloween= candy= food= eat = self conious = throwing up = feeling like shit=. Crying all nigh = horrible next day
The next 24 hrs r going to be horrible, but wish me luck:) happy haloween guys. I love you all and thank you for everything!! Haha I’m being a bunny:)) I never would have thought that this I’d what my last halweenncostusme would be but angainn I never thought I would be this depressed or sucidal, buy here I am:'( anyway byE guys have a great day and ill see u later tonight if u know what I mean.
I know that probally sounded like […]
I had forgotten how much that film resonated with me when it first came out; how I cried and cried because of the loss, the tragedy, the helplessness, the irresolute – albeit hopeful – ending. Â The words still resonate with me today, now, even while contemplating my own will to exist:
“…We both had done the math.
Kelly added it all up…and knew she had to let me go.
I added it up, and knew that I’d…I’d lost her…’cause I was never going to get off that island. I was going to die there…totally alone…I mean, I was going to get sick, or get injured or something…
The […]
I told my two best friends that i think i need help and that i thought i was borderline anorexic. the first one laughed and said that it was okay, then she turned the conversation to herself. like i don’t even matter. she turned to my other friend and said ‘i cut myself the other day after not doing it for so long.’ i wanted to turn to her and say ‘yeah, well i contemplate suicide every night and you ignoring my problems because you think all anyone ever cares about is you. thanks for letting me know you want me to stay here.’
the second person i told was […]
I wrote this in response to someone who just posted, and thought I’d share it with whoever needs to see it right now.
I have lived with Chronic illness and Pain for most of my life. I’ve been suicidal many times, have attemped many times, and am today…choosing to live for today. That’s all I can do.
If you’re thinking you can kill yourself, please read this first.
I lived through taking enough narcotics (over 100) and alcohol. I woke up in a psych hospital a week later. Apparently I was found too late to do anything for me other than see if I woke up. I don’t […]
I started college last year, this is my second year and is going worse and worse. I don’t feel like going to any lectures or doing any homework, I have no motivation for anything in life. I have recently found out I have Avoidance Personality Disorder, which means it takes me 100 times more effort to start talking to people, because I think I will humiliate myself somehow, so I have no friends at all. Ever since I started college I feel like I want to die, but not to kill myself, because I am really afraid of physical pain, but if someone asked me […]
My mother told me once when I was about 11/12. That she gave more care to my brothers because she saw that I needed the attention less. I could take care of myself.
I guess that is sort of how I lived the next 10 years. I dont need anyone. I can take care of myself. Except for this site I never really talk about my shit.
I rant a lot. I am probably one of the most moody people you will ever meet. I nag about pretty much everything I see.
Im a negative person. The glass is always half empty.
Still it would be nice from time to […]
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I just had a complete meltdown. I had been thinking about suicide for the longest time. I felt like a failure, like my life wasn’t worth it. So I took some codeine pills. It made me feel like I was dead for a while. And then I just threw it all up. I fail at everything. I can’t even kill myself. Life just isn’t worth living for me. I feel so alone.
I can’t handle this anymore , why god? Why let me suffer like this? Why bring me into a world where I’ll suffer? Nothing ever good happens?
Just kill me take me back to u
Not much to say… Whatever this is, a soul, a spirit, an energy, a consciousness, whatever the fuck it is powering this fleshy marionette, its tired, weary…
It looks like I survived the most powerful suicidal thoughts attack in my life that I had for the last week and a half. I’m not sure if that’s good. I’m just too weak, to do it I had to delete all the pictures of the girl I love from my computer, delete all traces of her so nobody would bother her after I’m gone. I couldn’t do it, I just can’t. I can’t let her go.
I’m back to escaping from everything into my head, fantasy worlds. I don’t really want it anymore because the thought that one day I will wake up and instead […]
More often than not, I think about what really drives me to wake up every morning. Is it the fact that my mom, a beautiful image of a once glamorous singer, wakes me up to kiss me and bring me breakfast in bed every morning? Is it my adorable boyfriend who still spits the image of an angelic baby, yet strikes me as a mature young man? Is it the compliments I get from my teachers each time a class would end? I really don’t know. All I know is that I haven’t really been happy. For the past year, I’ve woken up to the […]
I, like many other people, am a “lucky” person.
I have a great family, everything I could want and more, many friends who are supportive of me, and a good life in general.
Yet, all the while, I feel this emptiness inside me where emotions should be. Whenever I feel “happy”, it’s more close to feeling something close to happiness, almost like its shadow. If emotions were people, they would come knocking on the door of my heart, then before I can open the door and let it in, it leaves, making me feel something ALMOST like emotions.
Am I becoming heartless? Unable to feel any […]
Well, about to take a shower and try not to stick my finger inside my throat. It’s been hard trying to stop since i gotten use to it. But today im going to try to have a good day without no pain and worries. I hope all you guys have a great HaLLowen:) and stay safe
Ok so here’s my story. (Sorry if my english suck btw. Im French.)
I am 16 years old. Im good at nothing. I suck at school, I suck at sports.
I think im depressive because I dont like anything in life. Everything is too boring. I dont have a job so I just sit in my room playing computer all day in my parents basement. I have the feeling that I can’t do nothing right. Don’t have friends, never had a girlfriend. Its hard to know that your almost 17 and you never kissed a girl. I dont know what to do to get out of this […]
i don’t always remember the days very well so when my psych doc asks  how i’ve been for the last week i don’t always know what to say.  i’ve realized that i can tell how the last week went by how furry my teeth are.  anybody else have any things like that?
I don’t have a tragic life story. I don’t have an awful past. If anything I’ve been spoilt and I’m lucky.
But that still doesn’t stop me from feeling so worthless, useless, pathetic. I’ve got everything I could ever want, and it’s still not enough. I still cry myself to sleep, I still self-harm on occasion. I still look in the mirror every morning and feel physically sick at what I see. I still think about how it would be to just end it all. To just leave everything behind.
For six years I was bullied, day in day out. I was called fat, ugly, pathetic, worthless, […]
where to start?
i’ve wanted to die for as long as i can remember. since at least the age of 10. there hasn’t been a day that’s gone by when i’ve been free of that desire. not one day when, if someone offered to help me end it, i would have refused them.
i’m 40 now. massive depression, anxiety, that kind of stuff. haven’t been able to work in over 10 years, had to move back home. haven’t been able to leave the house on my own in a few years either, and even with support it’s getting harder to go outside.
one sample story…
i’ve had one big […]
Dear Shekiera,
I words can’t possibly express how much I miss you, everyday I think about you, sometimes with a smile on my face and other times with tears. I remember the first time I met you, you were grade one and I was in grade two. we were both shy, socially awkward and got along great because we didn’t have to say alot to have a good time. back in grade two I can’t remember exactly what we would talk about, but I remember that we used to walk around and talk about “what if’s” and “when I’m older I’m going to’s”. You see, Shekiera, […]
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