No.
I have so much to do.
I’ve missed class everyday this week because of appointments at the hospital, appointments with other psychologists, and appointments with psychiatrists.
I need to get things done.
I wish to get things done.
And yet, I can’t.
I can’t because I feel too sad. I’m so sad. I’m so worthless.
I wish I had someone to talk to.
I have no one.
I’m so fucking sad!!!!
You’ve got us to talk to, at least. Every storm begins with one drop of rain and a spark can set a forest on fire. Start small. Start little. If it’s a paper that you have to write, start with a good title that describes the entire piece, then get a good intro that hooks your reader and introduces the entire paper and then “flesh” it out with the body and then tie it all together with a nice, good, strong conclusion. As Henry Ford said (and I quote from memory), “Nothing is every hard, if only you break it down.” Hope that helped.
I hate life so much.
I hate this so much.
I hate this so much
I HATE THIS SO MUCH
I HATE THIS SO MUCH
I HATE THIS SO MUCH
I HATE THIS SO MUCHHHHHHHH
I HATE THIS SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO MUCHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
I. HATE. THISSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS. SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO.
MUCHJHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH.
!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I have done that also, reloading the page over and over after a post, wondering if anyone is there… if nobody answers within seconds, I start thinking maybe nobody cares.
Logically, I know different; since everybody has different schedules and habits.
But still…. I feel more and more rejected with every silent second.
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I’m here for you
What’s goin’ on?
Hey, GT. What’s wrong?
I dunno help. Help I’ feel wrothless.
You’re here among friends, you’re not worthless.
No.
I have so much to do.
I’ve missed class everyday this week because of appointments at the hospital, appointments with other psychologists, and appointments with psychiatrists.
I need to get things done.
I wish to get things done.
And yet, I can’t.
I can’t because I feel too sad. I’m so sad. I’m so worthless.
I wish I had someone to talk to.
I have no one.
I’m so fucking sad!!!!
You’ve got us to talk to, at least. Every storm begins with one drop of rain and a spark can set a forest on fire. Start small. Start little. If it’s a paper that you have to write, start with a good title that describes the entire piece, then get a good intro that hooks your reader and introduces the entire paper and then “flesh” it out with the body and then tie it all together with a nice, good, strong conclusion. As Henry Ford said (and I quote from memory), “Nothing is every hard, if only you break it down.” Hope that helped.
I just logged on, and yours was the first message I saw.
Hi.
Keep talking to us! 🙂
I hate life so much.
I hate this so much.
I hate this so much
I HATE THIS SO MUCH
I HATE THIS SO MUCH
I HATE THIS SO MUCH
I HATE THIS SO MUCHHHHHHHH
I HATE THIS SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO MUCHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
I. HATE. THISSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS. SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO.
MUCHJHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH.
!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I absolutely have days/weeks/months/years where I want to rip the hair out of my head shouting exactly the same thing.
Refreshing the page every second.
Someones gonna write soon? right? right?
;(
right…
Right!
I have done that also, reloading the page over and over after a post, wondering if anyone is there… if nobody answers within seconds, I start thinking maybe nobody cares.
Logically, I know different; since everybody has different schedules and habits.
But still…. I feel more and more rejected with every silent second.
So I “get” that level of desperation.
I do the same. Like Cordless said.
I’ve even deleted entire posts just because nobody answered in the first ten minutes.
Please soemone read my new post.
Please quickly.
Hey GTSuicide how are you doing tonight?