A few weeks ago, I woke up in a friend’s house without any pants or underwear on. I was really drunk, and a guy I didn’t really know followed me back to the room my friend was letting me stay in after his party. We started making out, and I was fine with that, but then it progressed very quickly. I was wasted, and I don’t remember everything that happened, but I remember some of it. I never told him “no” or “stop,” but I never said that what he was doing was okay either; if I did, I obviously didn’t know what I was […]
I don’t even know how to start this, but I guess I need another opinion… so here it goes.
A few weeks ago, I was at my friend’s frat. He’s a really great guy, and I am friends with both him and his girlfriend, so I have always felt comfortable around him. Anyways, he invited me to a small party they were having, and I decided to go because I thought it would be fun, even though his girlfriend was out of town, and I am better friends with her. I planned to spend the night there because I wasn’t about to drive home drunk, and […]
I am so sick of living, and I just want to sleep. I can’t kill myself, so this is my only other option. Any recommendations for heavy OTC sedatives?
I hate everything. My friends don’t notice that something’s wrong with me, and I can’t tell them. I just want to curl up and die. So sick of living and all of the B.S.
So, I was in the middle of looking up the best ways to kill myself when a friend knocked on my door and asked if she could borrow a skirt. After she left, I went right back to doing what I was doing before and somehow it was the funniest thing. Like I was laughing hysterically. I mean I felt so shitty, yet I was still able to interact with her normally, and she didn’t even notice anything was up. I don’t know if this makes any sense, but just thought I’d share.
I want to fucking die. Life sucks, and it’s super boring. Why am I in college because I don’t even know what I’m doing and why I’m here. Everyone just cares about themselves and no one else because people are innately selfish. All I want to do every day is sleep all day, and I’m getting sick of it. I need to escape this repetitive, boring life. We are all dying anyway so why not speed it up. I would kill myself but it’s too scary and hard, plus I love my mom and wouldn’t want to make her upset. This means, however, that I […]
Is it really depression if I feel shitty most of the time, but I pretend to be happy, and sometimes I genuinely am?
Most days, I just feel shitty for no reason. I never really want to leave my house, but I do when my friends force me to go out because I don’t want them to think anything is wrong. When I’m out, things seem pretty fun, but there’s always this underlying feeling of anxiety or sadness. I feel like I’m moody and upset for no reason all the time. I can’t focus/ don’t really care about most things anymore, but I just force myself to go to class or hang out with people. I feel like a failure at everything right now: in school, where I […]
Does it ever really get better? Every day gets harder and harder for me, and I have good moments, but overall, when I go to sleep at night, I feel like shit. I’m just upset all the time, or I feel nothing. Feeling nothing is almost worse than something sometimes, even if that something is an awful pain. Normally when I feel this shitty I cut, but I left my good knife in my dorm on purpose to try and make myself stop, but now I really wish I hadn’t. My dad, per usual, is an asshole drunk. I can’t pay for school anymore, but […]
My home life hasn’t been too great. I mean compared to other people, it hasn’t been awful, but the stressful environment is enough to get to me I guess. Maybe I just want attention, maybe I’m just weaker than other people; I don’t really know what’s wrong with me, but I just can’t take it anymore. When I was in high school, I worked really hard; I took all of the hardest classes, had a 4.0, got a 32 on the ACT, had glowing SAT subject test scores, all of the extracurriculars, my teachers loved me and wrote me the sweetest letters of rec, but […]