sometimes there is nothing i want more. after cutting up my arms badly which usually helps me i just want to end everything even more – usually cutting helps, but this time, i just can’t stop the naggin thoughts of death, i’ve been trying to sort this but i dont think i can keep this up im out of energy just trying to fight these feelings and thoughts. maybe this is the best thing. im just so done with everything.
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Know the feelings, except for the cuttting aspect, have you been to get help.
I always just assume if there is a cutter, they already have Dr.s yet they might not.
yea my doctor knows, and i have seen someone – tried help, tried talking and stuff, the feelings dont go away, just feel so empty and done in ….
Whats ur age, if ur young life can really change with time. I do know people that have actually been removed from the depression.
I don’t know why meds or dr.s, and therupy works for some and not others, no 2 people are exaclty the same.
Hopefully venting here will bring some benifit for you, hang in there.
im 27. but my life is fucked up and wouldnt reflect my age … i have p.t.s amnesia. 15 months ago i was attacked badly and lost my memory, like everything up to that point. i only know i was attacked cause i was in the hospital.
im sitting here, i have the pills i need, and the rope, i just watch them, i didnt get up this morning and think today is the day, its just the way it goes over and over and things just get worse, i have had these things here away for that rainny day, and i think the rain is now pouring. i just dont know what to do, to keep going, keep pushing forward through this crap, or give up now. if i new things would get better i would keep trying, but if this is all there is, everyday, then, i cant keep doing that you know.
Woa, I can empathize with your attack, a friend was attacked and have a strong sense of what ur going thru.
I hope you hang in longer and give yourself a fighting chance at overcoming this vile card life has handed you.
No one really knows what the future holds, and I know that hope can be paralyzing, meaning in the depths of depression and I want to end it, …….. hope keeps me from doing it.
I struggle with idea of hope. Hope seems an absent word for me. I guess I just dread this day been tomorrow and next year. Never improving. Always feeling this fucked up alone angry and just bad.