I know it’s “important” and all, but that doesn’t mean I enjoy any of it. We as students have to endure 35 + hours of school each week (yes, I did the math), but it never seems to be enough for teachers or parents. They still demand more and more and never think we deserve a break. All the weekend homework and the failure to acknowledge that we actually have lives outside the classroom infuriates me. It makes me suicidal to think that no one appreciates the time I actually spend trying to please them, but then again, I’m tired of thinking that’s my only […]
Sorry, but I don’t understand where this came from, and I don’t really see how this can help me feel better. My high school experience has been at an all-girls Catholic school, so there’s plenty of close-mindedness in existence. Everyone does, what they call, “the worshipping of the false god of grades,” and are more than willing to give up their social lives “to please their parents.” I would never do that. I’ll work hard enough but I am tired of thinking I have to always worry about what others, including my parents and teachers will think of me academically and what the other students […]
I just get annoyed when people think that as long as you have a loving family and a house over your head, you have no business being depressed. It’s way more complicated than that. for someone growing up a gay teen in a strongly heterosexual world and hearing about kids killing themselves because of bullying for being LGBT, it’s tough living. To hear people talking about how LGBT’s shouldn’t be allowed to get married or be couples is not easy. You really just want to yell at them, but you have to hide it because who knows what would happen “if someone found out.” My […]
A recent comment on one of my posts was questioning my reasons for feeling suicidal, saying things along the lines of “you have a loving family and many would kill to have that,” and just plain old “I don’t understand.” That person meant well, but that really did make me feel insignificant. Alright sure, I do have parents and family that care about my wellbeing, and many people on here don’t have that, but we still have the same feelings of wanting to end our lives at times. That’s what we come on here to talk about. We don’t come on here to compete over […]
i’ve had it here. i don’t want any nonsense, just tell me how to leave this site please
First day of school and I’m already overwhelmed with stress and anger. My sister gets to enjoy over a month more of vacation before she leaves for college while I’m stuck having to deal with term paper, US History and Pre Calculus. What am I going to do after she’s gone? It’s not like we can Skype every single day. I’m just told to be happy for her. This is not what I had in mind for my junior year. All of my fun classes are out, including study hall. The whole reason I wanted those classes was to help make this year less stressful, […]
What’s the point? I hate everything. I hate being a teen, and I don’t want to go through whatever bullshit comes my way in life. It’s just going to be full of people who have no sympathy for you and just laugh at your misfortunes. I frustrate people to the point to where they want to just disappear when they listen to my problems. No one can get anywhere with me. I was even called “typically close-minded” today. I always thought I was better than that. I always think most of the poem “Richard Cory” perfectly describes me:
Whenever Richard Cory went down town,
We people on […]
That sure has been the case with a few of my most important posts. 😛
I hate everything about the world. Today my dad got mad at me because I was by myself at a theme park looking for my group. He says I would have “no chance” against any fat fuck trying to pull me into a van because I’m “16 and 5-foot nothing.” Also, yesterday, I was out walking, and a boy in a car rolled down a window and shouted “Take it off, *****!” at me. I’ve gone through this a number of times. I’ve been whistled at and shouted at by boys […]
This is a short story I wrote today. It’s a story of loss, learning, and recovery.
Somewhere, in an unknown area, there was a place that lay deep within the depths of a forest. It was called the haven. Surrounding it was an abundance of pink blossoms and lilies that were as white as snow. The grass that nurtured them was bright green and lightly blowing as the comforting breeze gave life to the area. Not once had humans touched it, for no person had ever discovered a place as beautiful and vivid as this. It was much too far away for even the best explorers […]
I really just want to kill myself. And I know what you all are thinking: “Oh, don’t kill yourself, there’s so much to live for!” “What will your family think?” “You’re being selfish!” Well, I don’t care. It’s not all about you. Why should I owe it to anyone to keep living if it just makes them happy? What about me? I just have to tough it out no matter what? That sounds selfish to me. Most of the time, I feel like I am wearing a mask when around others. I smile but inside I’m begging for a gun. I don’t give a motherfucking […]
I do. It seriously feels like a disability often. You have so much that you have to worry about like making sure you don’t get raped. Every time I go out somewhere, I’m always told not to be out too late since it’s “especially dangerous for girls.” I hate that. That makes me try to dress as much like a boy as I can, so maybe I’ll be mistaken for one. I think about cutting my hair short and not shaving, but then I’ll be labeled as a “butch lesbian” since I am gay. It’s not fair. Aside from the obvious things like getting your […]
Sorry for posting yet another rant, but I’ve been feeling this way for a while now. I truly despise being a kid, under 18 to be more specific. Everyone tries to tell me that it’s “the best time of your life” to be this age since you don’t have any really big responsibilities, but I think those people must have pretty bad lives if they think that way. I guess I should just list off everything I specifically hate:
1. Under constant responsibility of an adult – If you’re not with your parents, then the staff at school,or the parents of a friend, or a therapist […]
Everyone “understands,” but no one really “gets it.” No one has the slightest clue of what it’s like to go through what I’m facing. To this day, I know nobody in my life who is LGBT. I’m all by myself with this. Anytime I’ve told someone, I’ve had to deal with questions like “Are you confused?” or “Are you sure this isn’t just a phase?” and I get so annoyed by them. How does everyone think those questions make me feel, as the receiver? My parents accept me, but I have to keep it a secret from everyone else now since I can’t trust that […]
I hate myself. It’s as though I always give people a reason to not trust me, or I give myself a reason to not trust myself, even though I think I’m doing fine. Whatever I’m doing seems to not ever be good enough, from grades to chores. I don’t fucking care if I am “inexperienced” or if my problems “aren’t as bad,” because one day I’ll look back and see how stupid I was. That basically proves that life gets worse. They fucking matter now! Doesn’t anyone trust me? I do my homework. Ok, maybe I’m not as good with chores as I used to […]
My patience is very limited. I do so much to try and be a friend, and yet whenever I tell my parents about how sad I am to not have anyone at school to talk to, they say I need to try harder. What else can I do? I’m still that one person who is left out when the teacher says to break into groups, or do anything else that involves teamwork. I feel like suicide is the only way to get everyone to understand how much what they say or do can hurt me, but they still may not even care.
I wish everyone would know that, just because I am under 18, does not mean that I am always confused, selfish, ungrateful, going through a “phase,” overdramatic, or anything else that makes me sound like I’m considered dysfunctional. Every time I have told someone I am gay, I always get asked the same things: “Why do you think that?” “Are you confused?” “Don’t you think this might just be a phase?” Sorry, but after being on the receiving end of those questions for a while, it’s officially old and, quite frankly, annoying. I’m the only person in my family going through this and have no […]
Hi friends.
Many of us on here have experienced a tremendous amount of tragedy and loss in our lives unfortunately. I wanted to share with you what I went through, and how it changed my life.
It all started on January 15, 2011. That morning, my parents had taken my 9-year-old cat Tiger to the vet. During the past few days, we noticed that he had become more distant from us, and began to suffer weight loss and smell odd. He also was found in places we normally didn’t find him, mainly my parents’ bathroom. However, being the foolish optimist that I was at the time, I […]
Hi again friends,
Happy Easter. Glad to be out of school for a bit, but I’m sad tonight. I was told that my ongoing habit of playing with my hair was apparently such a nuisance that it was possible that I could be grounded from going to concerts, one of my favorite things to do. Look, habits are really hard to break, from hair playing, to nail biting. I think many of us have had to deal with them. It can take time to get over them, but I don’t think it’s fair to go as far as grounding me for not having done so already.
Hi again. Sorry I have not posted anything for a while. But I’ve been thinking…
I really and truly hate myself. There’s never actually been a moment in my life in which I’ve looked at myself and thought, “I love me,” to be honest. I just can’t help but feel as though I often mess things up and not please others as best I can. No matter how hard I try in school, I feel as though it’s not good enough. School is really frustrating and tiring, and every day I think about killing myself, whether I’m in a good mood or not. It just happens, […]
Hi friends. Haven’t had anyone to talk to who is going through the same problems I am right now. I’m always told that there are others who have it worse than me, but I only take that as a nicer way of saying “I don’t care enough.” For starters, I am gay. I have known it since age 12, and am now 16. No one understands what it’s like to feel what I feel, and anyone who did left my high school. I go to an all-girls school, so it’s especially hard for me, since I’m too awkward to talk to any of the students […]