They all no longer support me, or anything i do. All because my ‘bestfriend’ got mad at me and started saying how i was on heroine, and apparently thats the reason she no longer wants to be my friend… I would never touch that, it is a monster. Evil deceptful life-taking moster. My brother is recovering from addiction, i’ve seen first hand what it does. She knows i’d never EVER touch it but tells people i am so they don’t like me anymore… It’s not fair. I wish i could move far far away… My hours here are growing shorter and shorter. I can’t take […]
I didn’t follow through with it..
No yet at least, I’ve been trying to journal, and i want to do it so badly but all i can think about is my mom, and when i start to i just invision her findind me, devastated… It kills me to know how much this will hurt her…
I’m sorry it had to be this way, I just can’t take it anymore. All aspects of my PTSD are taking over my life. I never smile anymore, and when I do it’s because I’m thinking of death.. I know this is going to hurt you, and i know you will all think I’m a selfish ungrateful monster, but I’m not. I just want to be set free, I want to be able to release the burden I carry, not to mention the burden I put on you with my meds, and hospitalization. Don’t think of this as a loss please, just think of how happy […]
My friend and I are drifting so bad. Friday she was upset over not getting a job she was feeling worthless and like a failure and was talking suicidal. I, being her best friend, tried my hardest to console her and comfort her, as i know the feelings all too well. Her response to my advice “I’m taking advice on why not to kill myself from a girl who has tried to kill herself, really, you think you can help me.” That hurt me so bad, as she said that i tried to laugh it off because she later told me it was a joke. […]
No need for a name, therefore, my name will me Anonymous. I’m a 17 year old female who tries to hide away most of her emotion. I was diagnosed with depression, PTSD, mild OCD, insomnia, and possible BPD. My life is a nightmare most days. After my initial hospitalization, i started treatment, and for the most part it helped a lot. But lately, I’ve loss interest in school, isolated myself a lot, and am becoming increasingly more impulsive (I went out one day and just got a tattoo, on my wrist. So much for ever being a professional.) I have attempted suicide 5 times […]