I wanna talk to some more people on here, see if anyone has the Same predicament I’m in:/
Basically I’m a suicidal, Christian, teenage girl who is looking for love and affection. I know I can’t find that on here, but I’ve found a little bit of love. Who doesn’t want love? everyone goes through struggles, but not everyone becomes suicidal, and no one can understand that feeling unless they’ve gone through it themselves. I hate how people think they understand, but they have no fucking clue what it’s like.
September 2011
sometimes the hours and days mesh together in a string of restless, mindless indulgences. and i find that it doesn’t matter, because i don’t care what happens to me. it is no one’s fault except mine that i am both alone and lonely and it has taken me a long time to figure out that there is a difference.
maybe once i had possessed reason. maybe once, a too long time ago, i didn’t have the endless need to question everything i know and believe in. why why why why why. it’s exhausting.
and i am empty. i don’t want to be saved. i don’t want to […]
Your heart beats louder, your lungs feel weighted out of stress. Your confused cause your thinking of nothing as if something should be there. You want something to appear regardless of your own desire, to focus on it and acknowledge it. Leaving everything else as a background. You convince yourself its there while in full conviction it decides whether or not it can stay. You separate your self to lighten the stress and your heart finds balance again, and you seem to have found it’s been nothing all along but yourself.
I continue reading all these comments by people say that “life gets better”. I don’t know what their definition of BETTER is because for me life has become more of a shit hole. More people are leaving me as life goes on and soon I’ll be going through this ordeal all alone.
If life is so much better when your older, why are so many adults depressed, why do so many take their lives, why do so many run away? Yeah, I guess life isn’t that fucken great after all!!!
I am angry
So I cry
My emotions build
So I lie
With wounds wide open
You watch me bleed
A heart so steady
And filled with greed
I am owned
Myself has not been shown
Everyday I wish to see
The person hiding inside of me
When I first joined this site, I was in the very first stages of being suicidal and I thought the decision to do so was the hardest thing. I thought methods were easy, but oh, how wrong I was. I have not tried because I did not want to fail and be a burden to those who do love me. People come to this site because they want easy answers to complex problems – that’s what I did. But, there’s no magic pill or fool proof method. I wish we could all come up with reasons to live rather than […]
Well there’s not much more to say, I mean really. My life is shit, it’s never gonna change. Ive always hated myself. What more is there to say? I’m a teenage girl, my best friend is planning to kill himself, and the guy that I love doesn’t want me anymore because I might start cutting again. My life is almost over, and I’m not even an adult. Funny, isn’t it?
I feel very sad for all of the really young people who are on this site because of bullying. Where are all the authority figures who may be able to make a difference in these poor kids’ lives? I just want to say that someday, someone will appreciate everything about you and I’d urge you to hold onto that. Bullying is bullshit and when you get a job at something you are good at and love, the bullying will be a distant memory and you can go to your class reunion with your head held high and laugh at the losers who […]
Do you believe in god, well I do, but where is he where is god? I’m 16 but consider myself still 15. I have depression! OMG! right. My life had been a total wreck. I have so many health problems life isn’t worth living. Everyone is so stupid and ignorant. This whole world is a big mess. Can’t I have a second chance at life. Everyday I cry myself to sleep. I hate all these kids complaining about how hardthere life is blah blah blah. You should try a fucking day in my shoes. I hate this world I wish everyone would just DIE!! Why […]
it sucks to be a twin. it sucks because people always get us mixed up. even though we now look almost nothing alike. it sucks because people still think we are exactly the same and hop from one of us to the next. i was looking through old pictures, out of boredom really, and realized that i have always been jealous of her. she’s prettier than me. she seems happier than me. (although she too could be wearing a fake smile). she’s better at drawing. better at writing. which discourages me from doing it. it’s not really and never has been a competition between us. […]
At first I wasn’t sure if I should post here, I’ve read several posts and some stories really touched me. Here’s my attempt at a short version:
I’m 30, heavyset, have various medical issues most pervasive of which is inattentive add. Like some of you I’ve faced much discrimination in my life. I’m pretty good about getting back on my feet after I fall and falling itself has become an unwelcomed pattern by itself. Recently, I have to take on many challenges. I lost my job which also provided an apartment so lost both work and home on same day. I’m waiting to hopefully receive my […]
I’m here again.. I’m high again.. Lookin in the mirror. Lookin her in the eyes. She gets to hide. Behind those beautiful doors; closed. So silver; they shine. I turn away to see the dark; truth. I always find my way back. To see her again. Wishing I was in her shoes. And she was in mine.
This is why I love to get high. Finding my reflection in mirrors. Windows. She gets to hide for the ugly world. And I get to hide behind a fake smile. And live for the both of us.
Shut up. You’re a fuck up. You fucked up. Gonna go get high. Never gonna be satisfied. Be happy with what you have. Don’t shut your eyes. Not for a minute. It’ll disappear. *poof* its gone now. No longer here. You lost everything you love. You fucked up. There’s no escape. Can’t change your fate. Stuck in your ways. You don’t want to hide. Behind fake smiles and lies. But you can’t help it. Couldn’t change your mind. Even if you tried. Now matter how it fucks shit up. You do it over. A thousand times.
(about myself.)
I think one of the worst things I hear from friends who know of my plan to die is, “But you have so much more to offer the world.” Â That’s their opinion of my life, not mine.
It’s like when someone loses a dear pet of 17 years, & someone says, “Get another dog”. Â They just don’t get it, & use these trite cliches to somehow snap me out of my plan. Â Like I haven’t thought of every option, & found none to be satisfactory.
Your thoughts & comments are welcomed.
I’ve had ideas for stories before, but I’ve never really had the willpower to get farther than a chapter. Maybe I’ll try writing some short stories even though that would be difficult in its own way. But first a poem.
There once was a man from France
He never wore any pants
But than one day
He sat on a bee
And did a delightful dance
I just want someone to talk to. People will talk with you or at you, but they will not really listen to you. They don’t know me, and I don’t know them. I find it hard to expose my real self, but I feel that my real self is a bad person. I know I’m lazy, I know I’m weak, I even know that no one cares about the world that lives inside my head. Maybe that’s why I’m getting involved with the film crew at my church. I really do want to create, but something inside of me […]
I lost friend atleast partly do to my own arrogance and temper that desparetly needed my help. Im economic secure, still young, and have plenty of time to plan for my own death, while she does not. Makes me feel real depressed!
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uvfjkYXak7M
And to think of all those children still being bought and abused in our world today!
I feel like I’m never wanted. I was talking to this guy I’ve been going out with for a while and he asked me if we should be in an open relationship because he still wants to see me, but he really wants to go out with this girl who just broke up with her bf last week. We’ve been going out for a couple of months, and I thought maybe he would be the first to be actually interested in me and want to spend more time with me. But no, he’d rather go out with this one who just broke up w/ her […]
It was my birthday. As an aside, every year on my birthday (or a day before or after), someone in my family dies (which is completely coincidental and extremely alarming nonetheless). This time it was my uncle. I spent the day for the most part cleaning up and doing chores. And just the same as all the previous years, I had hoped to have actually killed myself or disappeared somehow before the next birthday but I never could because, of course, everyone else in my life dies out whenever I feel like I get the chance.