Stories of Loss

For those who have passed on.

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The Broken Chain

October 21st, 2014by Maddie

” We little knew the day that
God was going to call your name.
In life we loved you dearly,
In death we do the same.

It broke our hearts to lose you
But you didn’t go alone.
For part of us went with you
The day God called you home.

You left us peaceful memories.
Your love is still our guide,
And though we cannot see you
You are always at our side.

Our family chain is broken
and nothing seems the same,
but as God calls us one by one
the chain will link again. ”

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What is your difficulty setting?

October 20th, 2014by charlieregal

Lets play a game. I am going to comment my difficulty setting and I want you to tell me yours then think of two things that could make it worse.

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Why even bother?

October 19th, 2014by impossible_girl

My cats love me.  Great.  That makes two living beings on the entire planet.  I learned a long time ago that if I want friends, I have to keep my head down and my mouth shut, and I have to be able to do nice things; I don’t know why I thought that could change.  What’s the point of hanging on when I’m nothing but a burden to everyone?  As long as I’m having a good day, it’s fine.  Then no one has a problem being my friend.  But if I’m depressed, if ye olde personality disorder is kicking my a**, then people are suddenly …

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Welcome to my fawking rant.

October 19th, 2014by Alex

Ahem. *clears throat* Awkward. TnT Fuck. Anxiety. Let’s see. Lost 3 friends to suicide. 1 had recently attempted. Idk. I used to have a whole group of friends. Depression came by for a visit. Boom. Became distant and just closed myself up from everyone. Avoiding people all day at school unless I’m stuck with a partner. Realized no one gives a shit about me disappearing. Yep. *becomes air* Probably going to fail school because I’m skipping classes to avoid having anxiety attacks even though I still have them. Holy horseshit I’m probably sounding like some little shit right now. *face palms* How did I even …

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The Day I Tried

October 18th, 2014by That_One_Idiot

I read through some of the stories and decided I could post my own story.
Hi. I’m 13 and I have tried. You may be thinking ‘What does a 13 year old know about suicide?’

Well.

If you’re still reading thank you. It all started when I was 7. I was an ordinary kid. Only thing was that my parents were barely in my life. I clung to my grandfather. My grandfather did everything my parents neglected to do. When I was 7 he died of a blood clot in his leg that ultimately returned to his heart. I was devastated. He was my best friend. He was …

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I’m just a fucked up girl

October 17th, 2014by Maddie

I’m just a fucked up girl living in a fucked up life in a fucked up world. Welcome to where being me is- *Never Enough*-
Just because her eyes don’t tear doesn’t mean her heart doesn’t cry. And just because she comes off strong doesn’t mean there’s nothing wrong.
You don’t understand me and never will. So don’t start that shit ‘bout knowin’ how I feel.
My life is full of empty promises and broken dreams. I’m hoping things will look up, and right when they do, there’s always something to fuck it up, and we’re back at square one.
Do you know what its like to be me? …

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My father murdered my mom I’m tired of living

October 17th, 2014by dana2c4me

Since I can remember at age 4 my father has physical abused my mother and about two years ago he disappeared her into a canal and took her life away he is now in jail and not ever coming out and my mom was found this summer to make the story short and well I’m here struggling with everything my little sister had to move in with me and I think my bf does not like her sometimes I think he does not like me either I have no friends I block everyone out of mylife I trust no one due to my life experiences …

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Can i just die?

October 17th, 2014by Maddie

Can i please just die. No one cares about me. Everyone is always saying ” You’re only 13 you’re just acting depressed attention whore ” I am not trying to get attention. In reality i’m trying to stay away from people. I’m atheist. I’m bisexual. I’m suicidal. I’m emo. Apparently i should just fucking die. I don’t see any reason as to why i have to live anymore when no one wants me around. I’m done with life no one cares. Can i just die?

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Relapse

October 17th, 2014by StarsShineInDarkness

When I woke up yesterday I was 4 months  clean.

When I  woke up this morning, I was a failure

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If you love something, set it free

October 16th, 2014by StarsShineInDarkness

I  met a boy. He asked me out. And I was excited. Until I remembered.

I come from a different world than him. I come from a world that preys on the innocent and the ignorant and rots them from the inside out. I come from a world that takes pleasure in pain, in blood, in tears. My world is the worst kind of war, the worst kind of pain, the worst kind of silence.

And I have a responsibility to never let him into that world. I cannot introduce another innocent, beautiful soul into this darkness. I cannot let the pain take away his laugh and …

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My tragic story…

October 16th, 2014by Maddie

Hello my name is Maddie and I’m 13. I bet some of you are probably thinking ” what would a 13 year old know about being depressed ” well i know alot. It started when i was 5. When i was 5 my mom died in a car accident. I don’t really remember her and it sucks :(. When i was 8 my dad put me up for adoption so i would have a better life. Since i was 8 i’ve been getting bullied because i’m either too fat or too ugly or too short. People just have so much fun judging me. So from …

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The Beginning (My life)

My first memory was when I was three, I was in a store and running from my father, I had this little pony tail, and my dad grabbed it and pulled me back, slamming the back of my head onto the ground. I don’t remember anything after that… and then the next memory I remember […]

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Dear Counselor

October 13th, 2014by KissOfDeath

I watch you listen to me,
but do you really hear me?

You use that sweet tone of voice, I’m sure that everyone gets,
I want to trust you, but your eyes are full of judgment and pity.

I am seeking help, but I am sure this is going to doom me.
I have nothing to say, I am choking on my tears.

I am so desperately looking for the solution to fix this problem.

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Suicide: Not So Glamerous.

October 13th, 2014by crossingboundaries

Suicide is a central aspect of my entire existence. It’s not just about my own life, though I’ve tried to end it many times. It’s also about the lives of others. Ironically, I work in a psychiatric facility, and just when I think I’ve seen everything, someone else comes along with a near-death experience that leaves me feeling 1. Sad for them, and 2. Cowardly for not trying as hard as they did to kill myself.

My first attempt was at age 11. I had just been accused of a terrible act that tore my family apart, and I was left traumatized and alone. So I …

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Hi

October 12th, 2014by endofthetunnel

So, I never thought i’d be trying to talk to people online for advise but here goes nothing… Iv’e been with many women trying to find that one girl and all of my relationships have never really lasted long because I just emotionally refuse to fully give myself to someone until my last relationship. I hope you won’t judge but my last relationship was online in an online game me and my friend used to play and I met this girl, she was really nice and I was getting in to her and I could feel she liked me and just when I was getting …

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Pills

October 8th, 2014by curlylion720

I am a 14 year old teenager, depressed and suicidal. I know this may sound stupid but does anyone know any pills that will make me pass out if I overdose? I am not exactly trying to kill myself, just a way of revealing my pain to my parent without having to actually talk to them, but let’s just say I wouldn’t care if I died overdosing.

I know I will receive lots of “don’t do this” “you don’t deserve life” and “you’re worth it” but I don’t believe any of that. I hate my life and myself so much, I don’t think anything or anyone …

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Hiding scars

October 8th, 2014by curlylion720

I have been cutting for about three months now. I cut my wrists, legs and stomach. I have been very good at hiding them, at least I thinks so, but now I have a problem. I’m sick therefore not going to school and left alone at home for the day. My mom’s friend is a doctor and my mom asked her to come over and check upon me, find out why I’m sick and how to recover. I’m so scared that the doctor is going to make me undress, because I’ve been to doctors loads of times before I started self harming and many times …

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Pity Party

October 8th, 2014by Vespertine

Growing up, my father used to beat me. As I got older, I recognized the injustice of this and started to talk back. Things obviously escalated from there. One time, he threw a knife at me. Another time, he had his fingers around my esophagus to choke me. After that night, I slept with a knife under my bed.

When I was 12, my dad was working the evening/night shift and my mom asked if I wanted to go to dinner with her. On the way to the restaurant, we spoke about her work; her interpersonal problems with her colleagues. I gave her advice, and it …

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Scars

I thought that given the nature of some posts I’ve read recently, that I should share with y’all my scars. These pictures were taken today, October 7th, the cuts were made on August 19/20. They are still very bright, very noticeable and often very sensitive. For a time, the sub stitches, non-dissolvable, were getting rejected […]

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Requiem

October 7th, 2014by Triticeae

I used to be able to close my eyes and imagine a story to the sound of a classical piece. Requiems were visual epics – battles of vanguard armies on the most desolate lands I’d seen in books and on the net. When I close my eyes now, there’s a convoluted series of blurs. The veterans of battle I used to see, crisp with lines of experience drawing down their brow and mouth, are now blurs. The music is focused too much into my reality, now. A requiem blows life into my memories, vivid, excruciating life. All the horror I have culminates into each crescendo; …