i cant do it anymore, no one around me knows how i feel inside, how shit i feel all the time, they pick on me for every smoke i have, but they dont know i cant stop, they try to get me to stay here, but i cant i have to leave, they dont know that im crying at night, or wearing long sleeves to cover my stupid dunken attention seeking release, im not sure how to be happy, or i ever have, i need help, but i dont know how to get it, i want to overdose, to be put in hospital, but i dont want people to know, to worry, but i dont think i can go any longer feeling like this.
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I feel the same, so many people are trying to help me but im just not helping myself. i keep researching ways to do it and where and also have a date, kind of….
The only real means f help is through yourself you have to believe that you want help and be brave enough to open up to somebody about it.
i hope i helped….even just a little….<3
Especially when you’re feeling scared and in uncertain territory do your best to be go easy on yourself. You’re having a hard enough time as it is, so your expectations have to go in line with how you are feeling. It sucks, yes but the best way to deal with it is to breathe and let whatever is going through your body as unpleasant as it all is..just pass. It’s a challenge for sure, but you can focus in this way. Take care.
Heck..we all feel that way..we just try to ignore it and look for the positive things in life. Just be yourself, find what you like and forget what people say.
Find someone to tell. I know, it’s not easy. But then, life isn’t easy for any of us. It feels impossible, but it’s not. I have a lot of what many people here only wish they had, and still I’m troubled by wanting to end it all. I won’t kid you, it’s hard. But the effort is sometimes worth it. (Wow, that was inspiring…not. But hopefully you know what I mean.
thanks, everyone, just knowing that i can tell you guys if i have a shit day, and you’ll get it, im not ready to tell anyone, its to scary, i dont want to be that open, what if they freak out and aren’t the same around me, i dont want some fucking elephant in the room, i just want help, its crazy how badly i can want something other dont even notice they have, happiness is taken for granted, some people just wouldnt understand that i cant just make the saddness go away, that i cant turn it off, fuck no one’s even noticed im not right, i have to go to a counceler because i got kicked out of home, and she cant even see it.