What’s on your mind, bud? Talk to me.
I know you came on this website to see what people have to say, to see if you can leave any comments. And I also know that you want to leave comments on people to help them with the shit they’re going through.
SCREW THAT. THAT’S NOT WHY YOU’RE HERE. YOU’RE HERE BECAUSE YOU NEED HELP, YOU NEED SOMEONE WHO’LL LISTEN.
I WILL LISTEN.
Leave a comment, let’s talk. I’ll listen. No judgement, no problem-solving (unless you want it). I’ll try my best to understand, I’ll try my best to here you until you’re through, and most importantly I WILL NOT LEAVE YOU. Talk to me, leave a comment.
To the admins: I’ve been here since 2012, if memory serves me. I’ve been to some of the deepest, shittiest parts of life and came back fighting with lots of psychedelics, booze, victories and losses. I’ve had an amazing amount of love thrown at me and have recently come back to this site with the intention of helping.
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how r u ? its hard to get up and my motivation is non-existent… but I’m getting there- or I’m trying…
thank you b 🙂
Hey, I’m doing alright. For now, I have enough emotional strength to keep myself upright.
You’re feeling unmotivated, and that’s okay! We all have periods of time where we feel down and out, unable to do anything. The hardest enemy to beat is yourself mate, because you decide 100% what you do with what you have. Barring being in a coma, if you have life within you you have potential. Remember that, realize that, and give yourself the willpower to act on that. You’ve got this.
I’m far past the point where talking helps, but I just wanted to say thanks for your good intentions. May I ask what turned your life around?
Nothing turned my life around. I realized that life ain’t some road where you can choose to go backwards. You can simply choose from the millions of different paths that you come across. But no matter what path you choose, IT’LL ALWAYS BE HARD. The life of a celebrity? DIFFICULT. The life of a homeless dude? ALSO DIFFICULT. We can’t play pain Olympics, because that shit has no winners. It’s immeasurable and more importantly it achieves NOTHING. We just need to love each other, be positive to each other and try to understand each other. I’m here to try and do just that.
This sounds like a personal attack. May just be the caps lock though.^^ I honestly wouldn’t come back here, if I was feeling okay, so why do you.? I’m sure everyone helps each other out already, that’s what I like about this website.
Like I said mate, I’m trying to help. Those who come here don’t want to leave, sure. But they sometimes can’t. A good way to not come back here is to not need it anymore, by finding the positivity that was missing in one’s life. I can’t provide such things for everyone in their personal lives, but I can try and do that here. Love, understanding, support and positivity. It’s not that hard to realize, but difficult to act out. This is my first step towards accomplishing that.
Well….what can I say.
I was 20 years old when I got accused of 3rd degree harassment. I plead out with very limited amounts of information, and the plea resulted in a five year restraining order. It expired exactly a month ago.
These past five years I’ve been really afraid and have felt stuck. I’ve had to question whether what I did was abusive or not, and I basically just decided not to do those things anymore. It has been very isolating. I don’t call people, give out my phone number, check in with people, or write letters anymore. I don’t want to give someone the chance to accuse me again because I was punished rather severely.
I did send one message to the person who had the restraining order requesting closure, but it seems like it is a fruitless request. I’d really like for them to answer the question: “If that was harassment, how do you connect with people in any way, shape, or form.”
Sometimes I worry that I’m just delusional again, and I really doubt myself. I just turned 26, but if I ever think I might end up back in jail, I would literally rather just kill myself. I wish the person with the restraining order would’ve just killed me instead of prolonging my suffering.
I don’t know how to move on from it. I’m too afraid.
It’s totally valid of you to feel all this. Such a traumatic event at a young age like that, it’ll leave a person with a feeling of doubt and fear for a while. You say you don’t know how to move on from it and that’s okay too.
But the thing is, you are the only one who can give you permission to move on. I’m not saying that once you choose to do it, it’ll magically just happen. What am I saying is that once you choose to do so, as hard as it’ll be, you’ll start the journey to move on. It’s scary but only you can start it.
I’m 17 and a girl. Im hideous and I truly mean that. My face looks like a mask. Recession of my entire face because of incorrect tongue posture as a child. My face is flat my eyes are the tiniest eyes you have ever seen, a big bulbous nose a recessed chin, fat cheeks and because of how tiny my chin is no matter what weight I’m at there is a double chin. And to make it all worse a crooked nose and crooked eyes and face. I am trying so hard to continue living so hard but how how can I keep up hope when evry opportunity out there is less for me for somthing I cant even control , how my face looks. I have always been picked on and will always be treated as less than, less valuable as a human and possibly even less intelligent because the media portrays unattended people as not smart. This is the most helpless feeling I could possibly experience and I have lived a life of childhood abuse. The only person I have is my dad and he’s 73 and im killing him and myself slowly wkth this constant pain i cannot escape. I just wish I could be a better daughter show him so much happiness before he’s lost but instead I make his life miserable when he’s already been through hell and back in this life. When he goes I might go with him
You wrote me a whole paragraph on the negative things of your life. I bet if you tried even just a little bit, you could write just as much on the positive things about you. I know that everything you’ve said is as real as it gets, but you also have to come meet me in the middle saying that the positives are also real.
If I tell you to “just focus on the positives”, I’ll just be one of the common folk trying to cheer you up. What I will say is that you need to bring those positives forward and make your personality into the positive things about you.
Satan?
I came here for the macadamia nuts and stayed for Thursday night bingo.
Your a bit aggressive dude.
I’m sorry. I just really wanna help.
Dear Odd One Out, Your comments are so real + reasonable=INSPIRING. The advice/words reflect my INSTRUCTION MANUAL (mine is a bible, but not required since loving parents etc. can teach this too) = HOW to live a decent, LOVING, hopeful, joyous/PEACEFUL life.
Lately I’ve been doubting it. Faith+ hope+miracles+love sound like BS. (=Severe depression)…
I WANT TO THANK YOU for reminding me that we all can have a good+better life regardless of how bad things are 🙂
I’m really “sad” + yearn to die SO MUCH 24 hrs/day, BUT at this precise moment I’m inspired by your comments, and will…
1. Love my “neighbors” MORE= includes those I’ve yet to have the pleasure to meet;
2. Search for the good “silver lining”in every awful problem I’m facing;
3. Do or think about ANYTHING that “might” buildup my hope/faith.
I may likely fail to conquer the depression (intense desire to die), but thanks for today, motivating me to TRY 1 more. time. Your act/deeds truly reflect Matt22:38-40= 2nd Greatest Commandment” + the best healer + repairer we all have, depressed or not = LOVE.
The world’s definition of success $ + power (which at the moment I have little/none, is always meaningless, WITHOUT love.
To all, Hug/love someone today, (Odd One Out did). Hug/build-up anyone, even if the only ‘breathing being’ u have available is your dog/cat/pet, stranger, all, that we typically take for granted.
im 15 (16 in october) i have autism, adhd, odd, anger issues, you name it lol.
i struggle with thinking about other people and getting stuff done.
my parents always tell me to “grow up” and ” learn how to live on my own” but i just cant.
i play my video games to escape my life but my parents just tell me that i think life is a game and im wasting my life away. Not to mention im 260 pounds and 5’11so struggle with how i look all the time.
I feel like killing myself all the time but i dont have the balls to do it. I also think about hurting others and i cant do it
i feel like a burden on everyones life and i cant do nothing about it.
Don’t think talking would help me, but its nice someone will listen, thank you!!
I feel like a hypocrite trying to help ppl, I know some ppl who struggling with depression and are suicidal, I’m trying to keeping them alive, but I already knew that I gave it up, and won’t be here for long. Don’t even know what to say to them, should I say goodbye? Then maybe I will trigger them, so I really don’t know… I also don’t know if they have someone else they can talk to, I really hope they have!
I think you’re a miracle but you seem to have gone through heavens of pain yourself. I admire that you have this virtue. Tho, whenever I see someone who wants to provide support to others, it saddens me. Those who support others should receive support as well. There should be a balance between giving and taking. Please, don’t just give.
I have the feeling my hole life became a train wreck. It all started 6 months and 6 days ago, when I got due to sever stress a sudden hearing loss. The hearing came mostly back, but with it also a strong Tinnitus. The not even 3 months later the second hearing loss happened and this time it was severe. Since then I have so strong Tinnitus, that I peace only in the shower. I cannot sleep anymore, the sound causes subconscious panic attacks. I am afraid, as it seems only to get worse. Before these events I head a bright future, but right now I would not even be able to work due to the severity of the Tinnitus. I cannot accepts, that it happened, I cannot simply continue living. For 3 months now I had not a single night with enough sleep. It is driving me crazy. I don’t want to die, but I also cannot live like this forever. I wish I had lost something else: my eyesight, a few limbs, hell, I even prefer death over this disease. I just want to feel peace again