Today I chose to go out to the beach. I was alone and had nothing to do but it was better than the alternative.
I chose this over depression today. It took years to accomplish this mental state.
You can do it too.
There’s nothing you can do!
I’m not here to win an award for popularity or most depressed.
I would ask what you all expect but from experience I already know.
You can’t choose everything and life isn’t easy. Pills will only ever do so much.
Life sucks and I wanna die too but I find more and more happiness every day because I choose too.
I don’t wallow in it and I don’t choose a victims mentality.
This is how you choose to be happy.
This is a way to make today less crappy.
In yourself or at least in the chance for change.
Change is the only constant even though that may sound strange.
I struggle with chemical depression and I won’t take medication. I also have had a pretty shitty life. I spent a lot of time in depression because my life sucked and I didn’t help myself get better. Meds only go so far for all of us. We have to try extra super hard to get a long in life than others but it’s not so hard to do when you make a practice of it.
I’m sorry if I have upset you.
Try to think of it like this.
To be successful you have to look and act successful.
It is a choice and a HUGE struggle to succeed and it’s a lot like an addict trying to quit.
Just because you feel something inside doesn’t mean you have to give in to it.
I think a lot of people do.
I’m watching American Ultra and I really wish I had a relationship like theirs.
I just watched Going In Style and it pulled me to tears all the great relationships in it.
I know it’s not real life but I believe it could be.
With my daughter. I love her more than death itself.
So I donated my hair once, to whigs for kids with cancer. I’m bald now. So I’m thinking today that I will donate a kidney and maybe a few other things.
What would you all like to do before it’s too late? Can be anything.
Think about it like there are no obstacles.
I don’t know any of you and it’s frustrating as fuck to write this on a phone so I would hope you understand atleast a bit.
I love you all sooooo much!!!! I know it’s hard as fudge!! Life sux!!! Emotions run us all and they aren’t easy to control.
I want you all to understand there are people who can care even though they do not know us. I want you all to understand there are people who understand you even though they aren’t going through what you are going through.
I would sacrifice anything to make you all understand from my point because I have learned that life is worth it. Sooner or later you can make it something worth living.
I have learned I love to drive so I drive. Everyday. I drive fast. I also love drugs. So I do some drugs here and there.
We can manage life but we have to manage it on our terms and not others. Family meant something to me but it meant shit to my family so I had to take it on the chin when it comes to family but I found something, family wise, worth having. A little girl to call my own. Now I live for her and it’s totally worth it.
i want you all to realise life can be worth it, it just takes time.
Not that suicide isn’t worth it but it’s an easy way out that can be had anytime. Give life a chance. Give brave a chance (go talk to that boy/girl you want to talk too but are too scared too). Take a chance on being happy and if that doesn’t work then end it but with enough chance you will find it’s worth it.
I love you all.
The greatest people I ever met were those who had it rough. These people who life shat upon and it always seemed so tough. The ones of them who made it through and still would do their best to help the others suffering get hardships off their chest.
They try to make us smile by hiding all their pain. They put on a funny show for us even though they will not gain. They help us laugh and smile and not feel so alone even though once their shows over they are crying in their home.
While some may have it easy and life just seems to give, they do not see the pain in which some others live. I see they have found happiness and plenty they could spare but for the suffering people they do not seem to care.
But we still have the lovely ones who made it through alive to let us know we will be wanted even when we’re 85.
I know my kitty loves me and he makes it clear you see. When he needs to rest he sleeps on my chest even when I need to pee.
When my kitty takes a long nap, he likes to use my soft lap. He doesn’t play but sleeps all day and now I have to crap.
Will somebody please help me get this cat to wake so I do not ruin my pants? Be quick for heavens sake!
Does anyone mean anything? Hasn’t everyone been here before?
We all have done our suffering. Can we now find an unlocked door?
Everybody needs to sleep. We did our part. Did you do your best?
This hole were in is pretty deep. Did you put us here as just another test?
I know that you wish us well. We all have dreams going unfulfilled.
Some of us think this is hell. Most of us are hoping we get killed.
Is anybody listening? Or do I have to do it on my own?
Can I stop all this suffering? Or are we doomed to walk alone?
Piddly diddly doo. I swear God took a poo. He pushed it out. Now here I shout! “This life is a big FUCK YOU!!!”.
Suddenly I awoke from my dreams, asking myself what life means. “I figured it out! It takes more to just pout. So a smile should be easy it seems.”
“How can this be?” I said shaking my head, as I laid down back in my bed. I have no clue but if this is true then I guess I am better off dead.
When I get depressed I can’t feel. If I am manic I might steal. My dad says I’m lazy. My mom says I’m crazy. If I were psycho, these two I would kill.
I’ll be back with more later.
Just wanted to share another diddy.
It’s dark inside, still I try to hide as I sit by the sewers side.
No burning hedge, but a razors edge as I sit by the sewers side.
A place alone in a solid tone as I sit by the sewers side.
I’m wondering why this life is a lie as I sit by the sewers side.
I can’t help but feel that it’s all too real. I can’t help the doubt. I want to lash out. I begin to fade. Has my choice been made as I sit by the sewers side?
It’s dark tonight but Im trying to fight, as I sit by the sewers side.
We might forget your posts though :p
If any of you here want to talk you can always e-mail me at Lifeisasewer@gmail.com
Anyone here. Even ones I didn’t list. Feel free to message me about anything.
I wish you all peace and harmony!