It’s been 3 years since i last made a post on here about my depression. Let’s just say I’m the happiest I’ve really ever been. I coped with my depression by exercising and being healthy, doing so I lost 20 pounds in the process which I am happy about. When year 10 of school started I decided I would try something risky and I did. I tried out for the foreign exchange program to go overseas. With the risky decision I succeeded and am now going to Germany in July. And this is all because I found a way to cope with my depression and anxiety. Yes, I still have those moments where I feel like dirt but I think of the positive things I have lined up for my life and the bright future I, like many of you on this website, have. Everyone can have a bright future if they think positively and think of ways to Â cope with your depression, anxiety, anorexia, or any mental illness you may or may not have. There is always hope my friends. I will always be here to help anyone needing support or a chat or anything. Please Don’t say goodbye tonight.
Hi. I’m marissa and I’m a drug addict and an achoolic and “suicidal”
I havent always been like this. It started in 6th grade. I had no friends cause my best friend/ only left me for another person. I was all alone. Then 7th grade rolled around and I made a couple new friends and started to drink my worries away. I would rarely talk in school to anyone. When I got home I would alway go home and cry. I cut every night. When 8th grade came I was majorly popular. But it wasn’t my true self that was popular, it was my fake. My best friend and I got back together and started talking then she introduced me to her other friends who did drugs and after that I never looked back. In November 2011 my mother got married. Her husband verbaly abuses me every day and so does my mother. In July 2011 I had a panic attack and tried to commit suicide. I was put on depression pills since then but 2 weeks after my mother stopped giving them to me. And stopped taking me to therapy because of “money” when she makes 600 a week. I’ve been majorly depressed since. September I am going into 9th grade and I am certain I am not gonna be here for 10th if my life continues on like this anymore. I’ve been bullied most of my life for my weight. And recently for my voice. I’m not one to talk much nor to be around people much but the fake me is a party animal. My best friend is the only I can trust anymore. My life has just gone to hell anymore. If your still reading this I guess you do care. Well thats all I have to say nowOh and one more thing so you know why this al started in september of 2011 my aunt died and she was like a mother to me life hasn’t been the same ever since
Hello, I’m marissa and I’m suicidal, achoolic, drug addict, and anorexic. I’m 14 and I drink and do drugs every night. I make myself puke 3 times a day. I have suicidal thoughts every night.
I live with my mom and her husband(sadly my step dad) I’m verbaly abused by both of them everyday. I was several times physical. I have no control over my life. I’ve tried to runaway but I always get caught. I’ve tried to take my life but always get talked out.
My father wasn’t there at my birth and was really never there for me. He moved to Florida when I was ten. I haven’t heard from him since cause my mother won’t let me talk to him.
I’m very anti- social. Only because I just don’t know who I can trust anymore. I’ve had my heart broken so many times. I’ve never had a true bf. I’ve never had a true family. I only have one Bestest friend in the world. My life has gone down hill for quiet sometime now. I wanna move in with my grandma but my mom wont let me. I don’t know what to do besides drugs and drinking. Even religion hasnt done shit! Im screwed over that’s all I know
Hello, my name is Marissa. I’m 14. And I’m desperate for help.
Let’s start with my average day, I go to school at 6:50. The first starts at 7:15 an so does my depression. I’ve never been good at making friends and expressing my feelings. No one really knows about my depression besides my best friend. I have 3 classes with her daily, study hall, math and English. I go to youth group every Thursday but Christ doesn’t seem to love me anymore. I’m verbaly abused everyday by everyone. I want to be an art teacher when I get older( that’s if I’m still alive). My mother doesn’t seem to care about me ever since september when my aunt died. She smacked me when I cried. Our relationship has been going down hill ever since. My aunt was like my mom to me(better than my mom actually) I haven’t been able to truly be happy since. People always take advantage of my desperate heart and smash it even more. I’m despreate. I have cuts and scars all over! I tried to commite suicide 5 times already but my best friend talked me out of knocking the stool out from under me or the knife from running across my throat. Please someone help me from dying I don’t want to but I don’t really have options.
So I’m marissa. I’m 14 and my life sucks.
My mom is a workaholic and drinks all the time. I only see her for 5 minutes in the morning and one Saturday a month.
My step- father verbaly and (once) physhicaly abused me. I hate him. He treats his daughter like a princess and makes me do all the chours.
My step-sister is the biggest ***** ever she punches me and she’s only 7! She constantly goes into my room and fucks it up!
September 14, 2012 I lost my aunt to a battle of cancer, melanoma. Life hasn’t been the same since. I cry every night and tryed to take my life several times. I’m quiet desperate now. I don’t know what to do anymore. I just think about it constantly. My aunt was like a better mom then my own. It hurts just to think about it.
This summer I plan to move in with my grandmother. My mother is purposely trying to kick me out. She wants to get pregnant and put the baby in my hands. And doesnt want me to move out. I don’t know what to do can someone help me? Please?
Ive been so depressed lately I just don’t know what to do with myself any more I have cuts and scars all over. One of my friends laughed at me when I told her I cut. My mum thinks I stopped I just don’t have the strength to tell her. My step dad abuses me I have a cut on my head thanks to him. I cry every night. I can’t get the image of my aunt out of my head since September when she died. She was more of a mum then mine. I haven’t seen my father since 2005 he said he loved me but he lied. My best friend can’t even help me. Therapy didn’t even help. I’ve lost all hope please someone help me