If someone asked me why I want to kill myself, why I want to be dead, what would I say? I don’t have a real reason anymore. I know I can fix things in my life to get better. I have someone helping me figure out my future. I have goals in my life. I want to start a family. I want to write a book. I want to be a teacher. But I also want to kill myself. I don’t know the reason anymore for it. There are small issues in my life, but I’m trying to fix them. I am. I’m trying so […]
so i thought my roommate would be gone the whole weekend but she came back today. and she was on speakerphone with her mom in the other room. and i heard them talking about the rent so i started listening. and then they were talking about the dishes of my mine that she stuck in a garbage bag in front of my door.and her mom was telling her to be nice and to do them for me but my roommate kept telling her she was just going to throw them in the dumpster.then she was telling her mom how shed be really happy if she […]
So I haven’t been on this website in a while now. But I’m just in a bad place right now. I went off and started college and I thought everything would get better once I got away from the environment I was in,but everything just followed me. I started talking to one person who really wants to help me but the person is someone I can’t just entirely call up out of the blue and I don’t want to bug them with my problems because they have their own life and our relationship isn’t like that. And now I’m sitting here debating on what I’m […]
so I decided that I’m going to try to turn over a new leaf and make myself see the positive in my life. I came extremely close the other day to trying to make an end I realized I didn’t want, that I shouldn’t want. I was wondering if any of you had any suggestions on ways to take little steps to help me see the happy and positive things in my life?
I’ve never posted on here but I’ve been on here for a few days. I’ve been debating on telling my story, so I’m just going so say a little bit of it now.
I’m a senior in high school. A few years ago I sank into this depression. About a year ago I started cutting myself. I usually cut in a place that’s easy to hide, but sometimes I’ll cut on my forearm or near my wrist, asking for someone to notice and ask if I’m okay. I’ve actually set a date for myself once last may. I backed out of it though.
There has […]
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