You’re not as alone as you feel right now…
I know you feel as if you’ve been cast out to sea, treading water for years and years, and you’ve lost faith in a rescue boat headed your way.
I know the waves are crashing over your head as I type this. Your limbs are aching, and your burning lungs are filled with the salty ocean.
I’ve been there. You aren’t sinking, because my hand is out… I’m just waiting for you to grab hold.
You don’t know me, and I don’t know you. I do know that I care. If you’ve read my previous posts, […]
It’s been a while…
A long while, actually… over a year. People still respond to my last post, which means I have helped over 1,000 people that were considering suicide…
But tonight I write to you in distress. Yes, I too, though a survivor, have many struggles.
Today is my 19th birthday, and I’m alone.
I have been drinking, and thinking much more than is healthy.
I have lost so much… yet I am needed here. It hurts, and I know I’ll get through this, but at times… you just need to vent.
Take a deep breath… think of what has driven you to this […]
I promised myself that I would never make another human being feel low about themselves ever again, but you have taken things too far, and now I’m left with no choice…
Are you REALLY that much of a pathetic, attention-seeking, little brat that you need to post rude and obnoxious thing on suicidal stories that way someone will notice you? What, do mommy and daddy not love you enough? Are you not getting enough attention at home?
Oh, well I’m sure all the people on this site that you’ve treated less than human will be here for you!
The people who post their stories on here […]
I thought I was nothing once…
It seemed I was a small, insignificant part of the world, and when I died everything would keep moving forward as if I didn’t ever existed in the first place. My hopelessness… my struggles… they were all too much for me. I was ready to die, not knowing what was on the other side, but hoping it was better than the hell I was living.
I was two years old when my parents divorced. I was the daughter of a 24 year old Sunday School Teacher and a beautiful 18 year old High School Graduate, but others in our community […]
When wonderful, beautiful, amazing people don’t know what they’re worth, it makes me want to cry. It makes me want to reach out, and scream, “I SEE YOU. I see you, dammit! Can’t you see that I see you?!â€
I remember being in that dark place. I was worthless, and I couldn’t never be good enough for someone to really love me… I was a monster. No one loves a monster right?
Wrong. To ALL of you “monstersâ€, rejects, outcasts, odd balls, losers, and worthless pieces of shit, I see you, and I love you.
I remember wanting to die. That’s why I’m here. That’s why […]