i know how it feels, that very feeling. when you’ve had enough, not just of the problems your facing with your life, but just with living. waking up everyday, thinking of death and how things would be after, where you attempt to end YOUR world and have a nice peaceful sleep for the rest of eternity. sounds nice, but you always have had enough of these thoughts. if you cut you’ve had enough of the scares and blood, if you do drugs you’ve had enough of looking for your fix, and looking for the next high. i also know how it feels to fail. fail at ending everything your SO tiered of. and then when they’ve found you lying their just injured and they “fix you up” and “med you down” then your either being put on suicide watch, OR you just sit their and realize how bad you feel now, i felt like a total failure. i failed at life, and then failed at death too? i know how it feels, but i guess i picked myself up somehow, my boyfriend was basicly my motivation. but now i wanna help people. i want people to know, how bad they push someone and how much it could hurt, or just how to explain what people like me, would go through. i don’t want people to learn or think their learning from those stupid high school movies on t.v and how everything ends up OK in the end. but it’s never always gunna end OK. i’m attempting to write a book, about a REAL troubled, person. REAL people with problems. i wanna know if you guys could help me out, maybe tell me your stories, i won’t use you name if you don’t want it to be, but i want people to really know, this is REAL and these are REAL people. not just made up thoughts on what people “think” people with problems go through.
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I am ugly, I am a failure, I may lose my mom any moment now, she’s the only one that loves me, I am 25, never had boyfriend, I am stupid and did I mention that I don’t have a job and no matter how hard I try I am always knocked down???
I don’t think that it’s gonna be ok and I certainly don’t intend on suffering until it’s “my time”, I want it to be now cause I hate me and I hate this. It makes no sense that some people are handed everything on a silver platter and the rest of us have to struggle day in and day out. this REAL and I am REAL, unfortunately. Good for you that you had a boyfriend, I am so ugly they all run away. So what exactly can lonely people use as “motivation”. And I am not the creator of my situation, I have tried long and worked hard, I started working at the age of 17, sent myself to law school and today I am worth NOTHING!! I think about suicide everyday!!!!