the only one who cares
April 15th, 2018by iamdarling
well, unfortunately, not a single soul truly cares about me. i need to understand that. that the only one who cares about me, is me.
Chronic Pain
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Close to a decade of sp and 3 of mental illness
April 14th, 2018by deadmanliving(hopefullyhopeful)
HELP ME GOD PLEASE I AM TOO MENTALLY ILL TO HELP MYSELF. IDK IF MY PRAYERS ARE GOING THROUGH BUT IVE BECOME SO MUCH MORE SEVERLY MENTALLY ILL IDK WHAT TO DO. THANKS
Signed
Someone Who Loves You
Reality is boring ! Real life is boring ! Real world is boring ! Humanity/Mankind must move beyond money & politics for real progress !
April 14th, 2018by niki
Reality is boring, Humanity/Mankind must move beyond money & politics for real progress.
Although technology have been progressing rapidly nowadays, yet sadly in many aspects, Humanity/Mankind/Society still have slow progress; Everyday is still the same day & problems over and over again repeatedly.
I believe that in order to make a real progress for Humanity / Mankind, we must quickly focus & do the followings:
1) We must move beyond money & politics. It is outdated. A lot of problems in this world today basically stems from these two root causes (& also superstitions especially in religion, as well as in Ignorance & Stupidity due to failure in …
More motivated…..
April 12th, 2018by Urm8451n
My heart is on the floor around, and the sickness that has haunted me all my life, is taking a human form.
She [the sickness/disease ] is crawling to my knees to keep it’s weight on me, she doesn’t want me to move forward. At this time all I can make, is thoughts.
At times like these I like to gather my self into a greater form. I like to heal the wounds by giving them reasons and justifications – I’m walking alone, but I’m the one who is paving the path. Healing the woulds is something to be done with mind only.
But….
but the wounds keep coming …
Daily Fees
April 7th, 2018by XLondonDeathX
I WAS (less than 32hours long) getting to a spot in my mind that the “bill was going to be paid”….not dying…but that my grieving was actually a good thing. I was dancing with my toddler, jamming some tunes & *toons*, some other songs by different artists. & when it was naptime (about 2 nap (for lil one &1 nite…well a MOST the night sleep) i would let the sad out. I went thru some pictures of my oldest…. sadly I don’t have many. but I was building the mindset that *my grieving*….makes me a gud mother.
Cuz WUT kind of mother wouldn’t?
I was setting aside time for myself kinda like the *penance of the catholic* punish myself with guilt, & thoughts of “what if’s” & “I’m stupid, I should’ve tried HARDER”
& when it came time for me FOR my toddler baby…. we’d watch movie or a Netflix.
I’m not Christian now….but as a child (5), I was baptized into a small schoolhouse Catholic church lol 2 room building. But we was jammin to some Kirk Franklin…coloring a teddy bear poster.
Then the PTB (powers that be) must’ve realized “usefulness was being found thru the pain”….. cuz….
….Everything fell apart @ about 9:30last night…..
I have to go….
I’ll be bk to finish….I PROMISE.
No one will hack THIS, I promise. Ppl’s issues are safe…..plz don’t ban me again. I’m sry for WUTEVER I did….but can admin please help me kno wut I did to be banned.
It was the day b4 yesterday, April 5th 2018….closer to 4pm when I tried to sign on: put email & then the CORRECT password 1x…the screen shook, & went to a weird page…..??
Said page had tiny words something about I was *currently blocked*
Then something bout an “admin in error could….”
Lol….sooo confused.
??
Thanks in Advance.
Why? Please WHY?
I trying to be responsible, & respectable (i *do* cuss alot tho)….only 2 comments on 2 posts & my own comment on the 3rd.
How do I avoid this situation happening again?
ANY help will do
Thanks in advance.
Decay
April 6th, 2018by gothinabox
My life is going fine, but my mental state is deteriorating.
I feel myself getting more and more paranoid. I keep getting weirder and more horrific intrusive thoughts. Some of them I can’t even say. Some of them are ones that make me do odd things, like, “If you don’t wash your hands for exactly 20 seconds you will kill everyone in the world.”
My depression and anxiety are getting worse. I’m relapsing constantly in self harm. I want to cut deeper but I always end up pussying out of it, out of fear of receiving more pain than I want to give myself.
I feel like I’m …
Sigh. Here it goes
April 4th, 2018by ThatOnePersonWhoNoOneCaresAbout1
So uh I was self harming for a while. Yeah. Bad idea. I was walking through the house and my pants were rolled up a little bit andddddd they saw. So now I feel like a disappointment for this. I regret it so much.
Update
April 3rd, 2018by Eccedentesiastsoul
It’s been a while since I’ve last been on here. As a matter of fact, it has been a while since I’ve confronted myself about what is going on around me. For the most part, I blame it on school. I have loads of work to do and having to balance it while also dealing with my parent’s bullshit takes up all my time. I guess part of the reason I have not been putting anything on here is also because I fear someone finding out that this account belongs to me. Anyways, things have been all over the place. I have relapsed twice last …
She Flew Away
April 3rd, 2018by firefly11291998
The sickness came
We didn’t know
what it was, or
if it would stay or go.
The doctors said,
“She won’t stay long”
but we still hoped
that the were wrong.
Then she went
she flew away
God took her home
She’s there to stay.
When she went
I fell apart
it pierced me through
just like a dart.
Picked up back habits
I knew they were bad
had no other explanation
other than that , “I’m sad.”
Changed my life
the way I lived
most of it
was not what I wanted.
My dad told me,
“Think about you Mom.”
‘When she’s looking down at you
is she proud of who you’ve become?’
My friends told me,
“Keep your head up,
You’ll be fine.”
How could they know
What’s next in line.
*just a poem I wrote …
The Inherent Humor in Self-Sabotage
April 2nd, 2018by AKidWithAName
You know what’s attractive about a self-sabotaging, incessantly angry, overly-formal asshole? Yeah, me neither. Looking back on my day, all I can see is me screwing up every single piece and part of my day. Not little fuck ups either. No, of course not. That would be forgivable and we all know I’m far beyond any kind of forgiveness. Instead, I not only ruined my day, but fucked up the lives of those around me. That’s right, folks! I’m a goddamn irredeemable piece of shit!
You know what’s funny? I can’t stand the thought of anyone loving or even liking me. It’s an absolutely abhorrent thought …
They ask
March 31st, 2018by Rosesareblue
They asked me.
“Why do you cut yourself?”
They asked me.
“Why are there scars in your body?”
They asked me.
“Are you crazy?”
They told me.
“Attention seeker at its finest.”
And i sighed. Breathed heavily and walked away.
Whats the good in telling them what my demons tell me what to do, it’s better to keep my insanity to myself.
Because it’s better keeping everything inside rather than telling the world who doesn’t know how to listen.
Thoughts and Feelings
March 27th, 2018by ClearlyitsDiz
Do you ever have a really intense thought that u desperately want to let out, but the one person you trust the most is the person that the thought will personally effect, so you have no choice but to hold it in and let it eat away your mentality until you’re stuck sitting there at ridiculously late hours wondering the point of anything? I’m so exhausted of living a lie that I’m forced to live instead of letting out the truth. I want so much from life but who am I kidding? I’m never going have anything, I’m never going to amount to
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Same night..
March 25th, 2018by nonexistingsoul
I thought it would be a long time before I come back here again. But here I am typing while watching my wrist bleed. I want to cry but I can’t cry. I guess all my tears were long gone. All I can do is sigh. It stings. my wrist stings.
Tragedy
March 23rd, 2018by ClearlyitsDiz
The world is silent; my heavy breathing is the only noise in the world… it feels weird. Almost like death is watching me, or like there’s something awful going on. Although there’s literally no noise, and no person in sight… I feel really alone and endangered. Maybe I’m just uneased, maybe I’m psycho, or maybe I’m lonely. I feel like god has abandoned us, because miracles and humanity no longer exist. All that’s left is pain, death, shattered attempts at love and the dried soil beneath our feet to remind us of the past we’ve lived; the history we’ve created. Whats happened to the
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Remain calm…
March 23rd, 2018by ClearlyitsDiz
I feel like every inhale I take is just steady preparation for the depression and anxiety and psychosis that’s coming when its time to exhale. I feel like every inhale I take is the last, like it’s the final breath before someone breaks in and kills me, before the whole world collapses around me and everything fades to black, and I become paralysed with numbness, slowly loosing sanity as I fall into deep delusion that everyone’s coming for me. I try to handle it, or hide from it if I’m being perfectly honest, but what happens when I stop hiding? When I finally
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Drown. Black. Drown
March 23rd, 2018by ShesAnAcid
Have you ever felt like drowning? How you wake up everyday, your chest just aching. You pound and pound and realize there’s nothing inside it. Just pure blackness and how it eats you from the inside. And how this feelings are inevitable in one’s life. How the waves keep crashing, the walls aren’t breaking, still silently screaming. The feeling when you want to let go and break down and it’s there, the burning sensation at the back of your throat but then it just doesn’t happen. How you just want to break down while there are thousands of people surrounding you, going on with their …
Going Blind
March 22nd, 2018by ShesAnAcid
This is my first time writing here and also writing about this so openly. I don’t know where do I start, but I do know when will all of this ends, very soon actually. I’m on the edge now which isn’t so very surprising considering there are about millions who are like me too, some, worse than me. It saddens me that I’m just one of those millions who suffer like this, that I’m only a part of some statistics scientists conduct every year. That I’ll never be someone, I’ll just be a part of something bigger. And soon, no one will remember that I …
Just trying to live
March 16th, 2018by lostdamagedsoul
So I’m trying to get better. I’m trying to fine the purpose of this life. Trying to understand what makes people want to live. But I don’t see it. We live in a world that is so ugly. Us as humans destroy everything we see, touch, and feel. We hurt others, and we hurt ourselves. Love is a rare thing to see. And so is happiness. I don’t get the point in living. I’m loosing hope in that things will get better. But there is something inside of me that tells me that things will get better. But there is a
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people need people
March 15th, 2018by iamdarling
even though i’m an awkward introvert with social anxiety, i miss people. i miss being around people.
i’ve come to realise i’ve never really had a true friend, so, i can’t say i miss having friends. i don’t really know what it’s like to have friends. the idea doesn’t appeal to me much anymore. maybe, i miss the idea of them. the idea of a boyfriend is more appealing, which is weird, i know.
the idea of having someone i can expose myself to, and let them truly know me like no one else knows me, is bittersweet to me. it must be so… amazing, to love …