I don’t know what to do with my life. I did really well in school in engineering, but it just isn’t for me. I have never found a good job in it and even when I do, I reach a point where I am no longer interested in it and I want to ditch it and do something else.
I no longer work as an engineer. I work in a lab doing a job that anybody could do. But I want to do more with my life. Maybe that is why I am on this site. I want to make a difference in someone’s life and […]
Jag vill leva. Jag är glad att jag inte tagit livet av mig. Jag vill leva nu, inte i det som var förut. Jag vill leva nu och även om jag vet att jag kommer att känna annorlunda snart så vill jag leva för att se även det. Jag lever. Jag är glad att jag lever. Jag vill fortsätta leva.
Jag hoppas kunna hjälpa andra människor på den här sidan. Jag tycker att det är väldigt viktigt att kunna nå ut till andra och hjälpa människor som har problem.
I am glad to be alive. I am glad that I didn’t kill myself. I want to live […]
I used to get really depressed because I used to compare myself with everyone else who was taller, richer, more muscular, better looking, more athletic, etc.
When I stopped doing that, my depression got a lot better!
It helps to talk on here about my bad experience at college. Not only was the bullying embarrassing, but what hurt even more is how my father bullied me and his unrealistic, amoral, and unethical definitions of success. I hated that year of my life and I hated being psychologically bullied.
I feel like at college, I was a completely different person than I was at the amusement park. At the amusement park, I moved out of my parents’ house and said “This is my thing that I have looked forward to all my life. I want to be here and I am going to make […]
When I was little, I was traumatized when I was stung by bees and had to be rushed to the hospital. My mother is a very anxious and paranoid person and always thought that people were out to get her and taught me to think the same way as a child. My father became abusive when he saw any sign of weakness or vulnerability in me. Another trauma was when I was mobbed by some kids who had a baseball bat and hit me in the head with a football while I was riding by on my bike. The fear of them was far worse […]
I found out that my childhood friend committed suicide a few years ago. She was the daughter of my mother’s college roommate. I used to play with her when I was about five or six. She had been really overweight and depressed. I wish that I could have re-connected with her or something so that maybe I could have done something to help her.
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