so I don’t really know what I’m doing but I need some input. I don’t want any bs quotes about how life’s worth living because we all know when your actually depressed and having these thoughts those don’t help but make you realize that other people actually have these reasons to live and you have nothing. I don’t know what to do anymore. I say my thoughts and my feelings out loud in front of people I trust and they just either tell me to stop or laugh at me thinking it’s a joke. ITS NOT A JOKE. I really feel this way and don’t want to be here anymore. All I ever do is try try try and all I ever get in return is bad grades and unrealistic expectations of me. My family dosent think I do enough and tells me how much they hate me and how I’m an asshole until they need me. When they need me it becomes “oh come on, we love you” and I’m sure you all do but I can’t do this anymore. I can’t live with the way this is going.
My friends, or should I say “friends” are fake as can be and only use me for what I have, wether it be a good place to drink, expensive things, or even just someone to make them happy for the time being. To them I am expendable, replaceable, not important. To everyone that told me to “kill myself” and everyone that told me I’m a fatass or retarded thank you. I get it, I’m annoying, I’m a liability to your life, your popularity. I’m sorry and I try to be the best person I can be but I see that my best isn’t enough and never will be. I know I sound like a petty asshole but this is the truth. I’m not posting this for everyone to see, I’m not doing this for attention, I’m just done. I’m done with the assholes I call my friends. Done with the expectations set to me by my unrealistic family. I am done with everything. Even when I try to have fun and do nice things for people all I ever get is embarrassed. I tried to take my mom out for a nice Mother’s Day at six flags and I got kicked off of one ride for being too fat, then I tried going on another and once I noticed I wasn’t going to fit I just left and got off. I hate my life. Im sorry for the paragraph and bothering anyone who actually reads this but any input on what to do?
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oh, please, can it. there is a line between honesty and unkindness. try being benign; it’s a lot more effective and impactful.
Yadda yadda , the kid is a fucking *****. His problems are solvable.
you are not honest in an admirable way. you just sound extremely judgmental. offer constructive criticism, not hatred. also, problems are not objectively solvable or not. the solution to a problem is completely situational. please, educate yourself before spewing nonsense. it’s giving me a headache.
SuicideProject is not a big game of “who has it worse.”
Also: the rules clearly state “no hate.”
I’m assuming you’re in high-school. If that is indeed the case, you don’t have too much longer until the game completely changes. Instead of dwelling on the miserable state you find yourself in, you should figure out where you want to be and come up with a loose idea of the steps to get there. Soon enough you’ll be in a position to get out of your parents’ house and in a setting where you can meet like-minded people without the popularity contest mentality. Just work on yourself in the mean time and you’ll thank yourself down the line.
He’s fat , i tell him to lose some fucking weight. His family is shit , i tell him to move. His “friends” are shit , i tell him to get himself some new friends.
It’s not rocket fucking surgery.
And he’s going to kill himself because of that? what a p u s s y.
He’s not a *****, you’re just a troll. And you’re breaking the rules. So, SP probably isn’t the place for you.
I’m a fucking realist. And a douchebag , but that’s neither here nor there.
Fuck the rules. Ban me , see if i give a shit.
I’m sure you’ll be banned soon. Don’t you worry.
Sure I’m “fat” I’ve been bigger since I was 8. I’ve gotten pills for it I’ve joined sports I’ve joined a gym. I’ve dont things to try to i longer be “fat” but nothing works. I can’t leave My house where would I go? The shitty friends I have are the only ones that even slightly accept me for who I am so it’s either shitty friends or no friends at all and believe me I’ve tried none at all…
Story of my life.