Stories of Hope


Everybody’s Fool

October 4th, 2015by Within Evanescence

This will always be one of my favourite songs, and I’m so in love with this music video. The video basically is about lying to yourself and having a depression while you’re fake smiling to the world. It’s beautiful and since I totally love the band and the lead singer, seeing Amy Lee like this gives me tears in my eyes.
I thought of you while watching this, so here you go. I hope you like it.

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Met Someone New Today

October 1st, 2015by Royal_Styles1

I use my Instagram account for posting all my poems, quotes, and writings. And so in my post today, I asked whether I should publish the book I’m working on, then this account who had the same theme commented for me to do it and she just started to compliment all my works and I thanked her. Then, she asked me if I wanted to be her internet friend, and I couldn’t be more ecstatic, I’ve finally gained something out of a loss. We just started to share things about ourselves till’ we wrote each other poems about meeting each other. Then she asked me …

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Lost Count

Sometimes this song makes me happy. Sometimes it makes me sad. I guess it depends on whether you are going up or going down. Made my Life a mess I can’t put the blame on anyone but myself Lost hope and I Lost faith So many times I lost count


How to cope…..?

September 28th, 2015by EvilOni22

Ok, so suicidal thoughts linger. Will they ever totally dissipate? Perhaps or perhaps not. I don’t really know. If I had to say, I would lean towards they will lighten but never just go away. Once you learn know or relaize something, it’s not like you can just purposely unknow or unrealize it. The partial truth behind ingnore is bliss. So with acceptance of the fact I may never be able to fully revert from suicidal thoughts and desires leads me to the question of what can I do to cope with them? My mind running on the topic of ways to kill myself and …


This World is Rotten and Filled With Rotten People

September 27th, 2015by arik

If life is typified by the apple, then at its core festers a great rot that eats it from within. A rot that has been ignored far too long.

I will create a world that is filled with kind people, even if it means I have to be the only monster left.

I do not care whether you are man or woman. I do not care what the colour of your skin is. I do not care what your beliefs are. The instant you step on the life of another, the moment you take advantage of another human being, much less bring them to the brink of …


Better Movies Here!

Better Movies Here!

September 27th, 2015by SeeSmith

I am interested in movies (books and TV are OK too) that peeps here like because they make you feel uplifted, happy, resolved to cope, or are good at distracting you from your day to day troubles.

Right at the moment I can name three movies with a Christmas theme that do it for me:

My Man Godfrey
Holiday Inn
Bernard and the Genie

Plz comment, even if it’s kids fare or something silly.


Share your thoughts and/or experiences on this?

September 27th, 2015by Within Evanescence

So I talk to myself. Like a lot. I’ve done this for about 3 years now (I believe I started doing it when I started talking in my head with ‘imaginary friends’ when I was feeling lonely due to bullying in primary school). But now I really talk to myself as if I’m someone else standing close to me. I don’t always talk to myself in my head, but I talk out loud too (only when I’m alone though) Also when I talk to myself when I’m alone, I’m talking with my lips moving but I don’t say anything out loud or I’m kind of …


You are Loved

September 27th, 2015by jrmeador94

I’m still getting through my depression. It’s almost a daily battle here at college, but I’m surviving somehow. I heard this music one day with my therapist, and I couldn’t stop crying.

This song has kept me through some of the hard days. I play it when I fall asleep. I wake up better.

You are Loved (Don’t Give up) by Josh Groban


Tristeza Support Thread

Tristeza Support Thread

September 26th, 2015by SeeSmith

I don’t really know Tristeza, but I really know she is in pain. For every post she creates with comments turned off, I will create one just so we can support her behind her back.

God knows me, you, her, we… may vanish from this board at any moment. But until that happens I will tell Tristeza this:

You are loved.

You deserve happiness.

You deserve to be safe.

You deserve to be free from pain.

You are neither good nor evil, but deeply, wonderfully, fuckedupedly human, just like the rest of us.

Many hugs!


Dum Spiro Spero

September 25th, 2015by saishoku kenbi

It’s time I move on from SP.



Over a Year Later

September 22nd, 2015by freeroma

Well over a year after my last post and ‘tah dah!’ still around, don’t recognize many current usernames so that’s a good thing, I hope…

I forgot my password, was going to go on the site a week ago to look up members of the old crowd for proof of death/life (am seriously thankful that Shephard at last count was still among the living-I’m a complete unbeliever but over the months I’ve still prayed for him and everyone else here, nuts) but couldn’t get on, almost said screw it and get a new username but it popped into my head, I had to change that original password …


My crush, my teacher.

September 22nd, 2015by Within Evanescence

I don’t really think that people are going to read this post, but I just want to get things off my chest so…

I don’t really have anyone to talk to about my crush, so there’s a lot of things that I keep inside. One of my best friends knows I have a crush on her, but I just feel too embaressed to talk to her about it. Because you know, the things is (as you might already know), my crush is my former history teacher. She was my teacher last schoolyear, and I fell for her pretty quicke. I’m also a girl, but I already …


Day One

September 22nd, 2015by lostwander

I call this day one because this is the first day I haven’t cried in a really long time. I’ve come to believe the fact that Jordan will not come back to me. That who ever wrote the quote, if you love something, set it free. If it comes back to you, it was always yours. And if it doesn’t, it never was; never dated a stubborn, prideful, Army Ranger.

I can admit I fucked up. I completely screwed up our dreams of marriage, happiness and children. I can say, I never cheated, never thought about it and never wanted anything more in my life than …


Grandfather, Father, Me

Grandfather, Father, Me

September 22nd, 2015by SeeSmith

I am watching my father die in pieces, ever accelerating. Although he can hardly walk, he manages to drag himself to his desk to find a poem to share with me. How is it possible that he can hang on through all his pain, yet I, healthy and sound, am so ready to die?

Late Poem to My Father
by Sharon Olds

Suddenly I thought of you
as a child in that house, the unlit rooms
and the hot fireplace with the man in front of it,
silent. You moved through the heavy air
in your physical beauty, a boy of seven,
helpless, smart, there were things the man
did near you, and …


Maybe a step toward betterness

September 18th, 2015by v.c.333

I know that isn’t really a word.  My daughter struggles with depression, scratching (not really deep cuts) and suicidal thoughts.  I do, too.  I have told her that before that I know where she is coming from.  I even told her that I had thoughts of wanting to die.  In typical 13 year old fashion, she must have never really heard me.  We don’t like her psychiatrist, so yesterday I told her that I was going to start therapy and seeing a psychiatrist again because my thoughts of wanting to die were increasing.  She started crying and was depressed the whole day stating she never …



September 13th, 2015by prosser6

I hurt myself again today.

Just to make sure I’m still alive. Another scar on my arm, another broken frame.

The blood falls onto the sheets, the crippling fear at my gates.

Another failure in the books. No one hears my screams, my happiness is a lie.

But that’s the price of making others happy.

And the only pain in death is felt by those who are left behind.

Our empty world is cruel, hurtful and unforgiving. It will break you.

I still remember your beautiful face. Those fleeting moments we shared.

I can only hope you’re still with me, holding me close while I cry myself to sleep.

I don’t blame you. Your …


Clinging on to hope?

September 12th, 2015by AA2I2

I have been told by many “you’re not alone, things will get better” and I’m not saying this isn’t true, but can someone tell me the steps they have taken to feel better? Because I’m oblivious to what I should be doing. I’m taking my meds, going to talk therapy, I’ve talked to whoever will listen, I’ve tried just thinking positive, but negativity is all that runs through my veins. I don’t mean that in the sense that I hate everything and everyone. I say it in the sense that I cannot see any good in myself or my life. I’ve always been like this. …

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Last chance

September 10th, 2015by Roaming_Soul

I’m going try and fight this one more time – this time I’m not holding back and I will give it my all.
The thought of suicide is still appealing to me, of course it would be after years of a sickening pain that has now left me wondering who I am as a person and how my miserable soul could possibly fit into this world.
But after my last failed attempt I realised that I would not go out without a fight. This life has kicked me down and kept me in the dumps for as long as I can remember. …


Please, please listen.

September 10th, 2015by operationmintyhippo

I cry every time I listen to this.