Anyone played that game yet?
I wish I had a friend like Chloe, or any friend really seeing as I have none. I’m being totally honest when I say that. I wish I had like a cool psycho friend that would like call me up randomly to chat or say they want to go out and do something with me but no one fucking lives in Adelaide Australia and can drive. It’s sucks. Anywho, anyone who wants to be that friend…
elle.dak@hotmail.com
Currently living in Adelaide, South Australia by any chance? I’ve got no friends whatsoever, and it’d be lovely to be depression buddies. Cheesy, I know, but I was thinking perhaps we could help each other through these tough times in our lives. To be honest, I’m sort of looking for a suicide partner, but I’m most hoping to start a friendship.
I want to die but…
I’m going to kill myself tonight.
The most painful part is;
I actually think I’m going to do it.
Everything is getting so messed up. I’m just…. I feel unwell and sick and nervous and unsettled and unhappy and I can’t call anyone because no one is answering their phone and I feel lonely and I don’t feel good. :'(
I just said I could work an extra night next week, but on those nights I see my psychologist and I don’t like it when things don’t go in routine. My little girl side of me doesn’t like it and it’s upsetting. I usually get my mum to console me or make my decision for me she’s not answering her phones. She tells me “Call […]
My story, here’s hoping.
Mature audiences only. 15+ would be my recommendation but I don’t know. When I was 13 I read this sort of thing. But please, if you’re young, don’t read this.
Between the ages of 4 and 10, my brothers repeatedly beat me after school. My parents worked full time and to me, they were almost like strangers. My two half brothers and my one half sister hate me. They despise me, they always told me that my dad favored me, because their dad lived far away and my mum divorced him and married my dad. Whenever I went crying to mum, she would […]
I’ve been told to look to the future, but I feel so cramped now. My past can make me cry on the spot and the pain in the past is so unbearable I look to options that are frowned upon. The present is also unbearable, being tired and stressed out, and my future only holds ridiculous amounts of stress. The future is just, too much. I don’t even want to think about next week let alone the upcoming years. Even when I’m in my thirties, I’m going to have this stress. How are we supposed to live like this?
How can you get on with your […]
I don’t even know where to begin.
I don’t even know if this website is still active.
I just, there’s some thing weird going on inside me and I don’t know how to explain it.
I’ve been suffering for 6 years, depression and anxiety. PTSD.
I sometimes feel like I’m getting better, but then suddenly… I’m just not.
I don’t want to die, but I feel misplaced here. I find myself crying to go home… but I am home. I’m in my bedroom, but I still cry for home. Home is where the heart is, but where is my heart?
I hope I don’t violate the rules on this website. Please, […]
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