I’m falling apart.
My life is falling apart.
I have been so hopeful.
I’ve been trying so hard.
But I just keep receiving bad things.
Now I keep thinking bad things.
I just want to die.
I can’t do this anymore.
Life is too overwhelming.
I can’t get ahead.
I can’t catch a break.
I can’t do this anymore.
I can’t live like this anymore.
I want to die.
I need to.
Bye SP.
I cry every time I listen to this.
I guess short term it’s easier for someone to yell at you for doing something incorrect than it is for them to explain to you the right way..
The world is a lazy place filled with short-term-minded people. And apparently that’s my fault.
I’m forever being yelled at.
Forever a fuck up.
I’m sorry..
Sorry I’m so wordy, and you probably don’t care. I guess I’m just whiny.
My timeline of friends and now I have no one..
It’s been a little bit since I’ve been able to get on here.
Dealing with my uncle’s death and the holiday and all.. There’s been a lot going on in my life that’s kept me away.
Anyway, I hope I didn’t miss anything and I’m sorry I wasn’t able to comment or help anyone. I hope everyone is still here.
How is everyone doing?
Call me an attention seeker. Call me what you will. But I know my intentions.
My anxiety makes me feel ugly. I can never do anything different and I want to so desperately. When I finally get the courage to do something different, my anxiety tells me I look so stupid. I see strangers look at me and I feel like they know it’s not how I usually look and they think I look stupid and shouldn’t do anything with myself.
I never wear makeup. But I look like a boy bum when I don’t and I feel so ugly. Tonight I put on makeup and did […]
A lot of you probably don’t care, but I just need it in writing, or something to come back and read later to know it’s real.
My uncle died last night.
You’re probably thinking “Oh, it’s just her uncle. Not like it’s an immediate family member.” But my entire family is close. I’m talking my mom’s side is friends with my dad’s side and vice versa. And everything that could possibly be turned into a family event is. So whenever anyone dies, both sides come together and mourn and we all fall apart inside.
I digress.
I posted this as a comment, but I just wanted to share it with others who might not read it.
I am still alive because of my curiosity. My life is shit right now, but it has to get better sometime, right? I just always tell myself that. It can’t always be like this. I wasn’t made to live this miserably forever. There’s no way. So my curiosity is, “I wonder when life is going to have that magical turning point for me. I wonder what’s going to be that turning point. What’s going to make me the ridiculously happy person I dream of being?”
So my advice to […]
Sorry if I ramble, or have half thoughts in here. I’m bad about jumbling things. But I just need to vent/rant.
So. I’m an accountant at a little accounting firm in my town. I’ve been working here since January and I graduated college last December, so they hired the biggest newbie, but they’re desperate for employees.
At first, I loved my job. I loved working during tax season and getting all this new real-life experience. I love doing payrolls and the sales tax. Also, I’m pretty nosy and like seeing confidential information in peoples’ personal lives (and I love being trusted to keep this information a secret). I […]
I’m not doing it now. But I always have a plan. When there’s no one left to give up on me but myself, I’m gong to do it.
I made my first post yesterday, which really helped me, I feel. I was afraid everyone was going to tell me I was stupid and didn’t belong here, but that’s not what I heard. It was kind of nice, talking to people who care, even if they are strangers. Every other time I tried to talk to someone I knew I received a reaction and response that made me want to kill myself even sooner. People here actually took the time to read and even respond to me.
I don’t care if you read my post or not, but you must have read someone’s post here. […]
I’m sorry I’m about to be all wordy, jumbled, and redundant and you probably don’t care about my life story, but I need an outlet.
I grew up with an ideal life. Friends–two best friends who all did everything together. Family–mom, dad, brother, sister. We always did all the family-esque things together.
We must have looked great from the outside.
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