Coping Skills

3

I am bold and strong because..

June 16th, 2015by RealTalk30

…that’s what my sister would have wanted.
If she was alive today.. she’d be the strongest and smartest in my family. She is truly the missing link in our world, and what it’s become.
There for i remain strong.
Nothing will stop me from being happy and at peace with this life.
I do this for you, Angel. I know mom still misses you very much.
I know you are watching over me..over all of us.

And I will never give up

Processing your request, Please wait....
1

Starting Over

June 16th, 2015by RealTalk30

Can’t tell you how many times I’ve had to start my life over again. Locations, friends, schools, jobs, girlfriends and fiancés.. everything. Starting over use to be incredibly hard. But once you reach that end.. there is most often, a fork in the road. And you must choose a path. Death..or starting over. I’ve reached my end enough times to realize that at the end, you lose a lot of cares. And if you can manage to come back a smarter wiser person, you come back with little to lose..but everything to gain. As long as there is breath in my lungs, my heart will …

Processing your request, Please wait....
20

For some reason…

June 16th, 2015by nothingisrightanymore

My parents have always been super harsh on me, always yelling whenever I do just one thing wrong or forget to do another. They wonder why I never do anything when I have a mile long list of chores. (which they promptly tell me isn’t bad at all and that I need to quit my complaining. 10 chores compared to the one thing that each of them does? Hm. I don’t know, but that seems pretty bad to me.)

One night, it was really bad. It was Sunday, actually. We had just seen a movie together and it was almost dinner time. Now, my dad knows that I …

Processing your request, Please wait....
5

Nothing in the Dark

June 12th, 2015by keeprunning

I write stories to cope with depression and suicidal feelings (see my post “dream”). Here’s one of them.

 

Some days it’s bleak. It’s hopeless, and hurting, and she can’t erase that numbing, painful, hard-to-swallow ache in her chest. And on other days she’s bright and shining and happy.

No one believes her.

Sometimes she doesn’t even believe herself.

“How can she be depressed,” people say, “when she’s so happy all the time?”

How can she be suicidal when she wears her beautifully crafted mask?

She remembered how people reacted when she was first admitted for a psych consult. There had been outrage from her family, who didn’t believe it for a …

Processing your request, Please wait....
3

dream

June 12th, 2015by keeprunning

Writing is a huge part of me as a person. When I’m lonely or depressed, or even when I’m feeling suicidal, I sit down in front of my computer and write a short story about depression. Sometimes the character kills herself in the end, and sometimes she drifts off to sleep and the ending becomes ambiguous. Sometimes it’s not even about suicide. But writing fills me with hope, and it seems to be something I can follow.

One day I went to my Language Arts teacher to talk about a poor grade I had received on a allegorical-type story. I asked her if she had interpreted it wrong …

Processing your request, Please wait....
3

How have you materially prepared for your Passing?

June 12th, 2015by Industrial Solvents

I have absolutely no doubt in my mind that i’m ready to leave. The only thing that keeps me here is the responsibilities I feel I owe my family. I’m 19 years old, and the only boy in my family. 2 sisters and my single mother. So you can imagine the huge amount of pressure I’m under to succeed. We have always been broke. Growing up my mother had many boyfriends come and go, many of them physically abusive toward her and me. (never my sisters though). As a child growing up I had Enormous potential, I’m extremely intelligent, there’s no denying as I have …

Processing your request, Please wait....
8

Some things personal

June 11th, 2015by tralala

fuck, i don’t know where to write. This is the only place i felt safe to write something down and make it public. I am sorry, I am not suicidal anymore. Life is way more sucky this way. I can’t let myself even fantasize about killing myself because now I am a bitter grown up person who is not selfish enough to allow myself those fantasies. But I am selfish. And my lazy, depressive and lost existence makes life difficult for people around me, just less difficult than it would be if I killed myself. So I am that much less selfish.

Some days are so …

Processing your request, Please wait....
5

Keep enduring!

June 11th, 2015by uni_4802

“Endurance” what does endurance mean? Hi everyone! I’m new to this site, but I’m sure we are all here for the same reason. We have suicidal thoughts or have actually attempted to take our life. I was diagnosed with ADHD at 9. At age 11 I was diagnosed with depression. I was never abused nor […]

2

I do not know what I want to say.. but help? advice? tips? anything?

June 10th, 2015by munckin

So, I just started a new job… I took it for several reasons:
a) I earn 300 euro more compared to before and could depending on my performance boost this with another 60% of my total salary… But this is just money. I hate it.
b) Maybe it is the same as the above as I am currently in dept more or less… because of the drugs. I actually took the job (partly) so that I could support this lifestyle, while thinking I would be able to make my life more stable with a 9 till 5 job rather then one in which my hours fluctuate every …

4

HOW DO I STOP SELF HARM ?

June 6th, 2015by VERY FRIGHTENED

TIRED

I CANT STOP HITTING MYSELF PULLING MY HAIR OUT HITTING MY HEAD HARD I cant stop I hate myself please just let it end please….

I hate my self I hate what ive become god forgive me please just let it end…held a knife to my skin made a mark please no more please help I hate this I cant go on please god please im terrified this is what my life will be now .. please I need help. I hit myself when no one is around im terrified disgusted guilt of failing I want this to end …

0

When???

June 5th, 2015by Shalesnail

Screenshot_2015-05-08-14-44-43IMG_20150601_072218Ugh..where to start lol obviously the biggining I was raised by my grandma until age13 when I moved in with my mom for first time it was strange I had grown up with no power or running water on a farm an town life was totally new to me I quickly took up smoking pot for a few years but by age 15 I had moved to BC again to quesnel and by 17 had tried cocaine eventually my girl got pregnant and my mom …

2

Im mentally destroyed

June 4th, 2015by Jakesta112

Im not well, i suffer for bipola-disorder and last tuesday i had my first mental breakdown in over two years i was so scared but i had nobody there i contacted my fiance but she had just finnished work and said she was going out with her colleuges we didnt talk after this really till monday when she confessed 3 things …
– She has sexual feelings towards a co-worker. And it he asked on the tuesday night she would have gone home with him.
– When down town she gets alot of attention and she likes it.
– She made out with her assistant manager on the …

2

desperate

June 1st, 2015by treekoke1

I am 18 years old im not posting this for any other reason than to just do it, my lifes not always been easy but its not always been hard either ill admit that however all my life I’ve had bi polar schizophrenia I didn’t know about this till very recently and well my familys abandoned me they lied threw me out hell my moms a special ed teacher and well I never knew how hard this was going to be but I tried to commit suicide when I was 16 I rehabilitated and focused on positives it was ok till I was thrown out …

0

Normality

May 31st, 2015by permanent slumber

Things hadn’t been going the way they had meant too the past 3 months. I was happy, things were going well and everything was going smoothly in comparison to how I had always felt in life.

suddenly things went to shit.

I lost my job

I lost my girlfriend

I lost my friends

And I damn well nearly lost my sanity with it all…

So here I am, depressed, lonely, lacking anything positive and couldn’t care less if I died tomorrow or not; infact, I sorta hoped I did.

Ahh yes, normality… I welcome you back again and I hope I don’t make the same mistake of getting too happy like I …

5

Still Hanging In There – Even If There Does Not Seem To Be Any Light In Sight

May 31st, 2015by Justanotherfaintstar

I was twelve-years-old when I had my first thought about ending my life. I do not think that there was a specific event that triggered it. I think it was just an accumulation of many different events and circumstances that left me feeling helpless and completely out-of-tune to the world and my life. I did not have many close friends in school, and my family always seemed to jostle me back and forth with their demands and expectations. People saw me, but it did not feel like people took the moment to look back and actually acknowledge me and get to know me. As I …

3

Nash Grier’s Advice for Self Harmers

May 31st, 2015by ghost187

“My advice for self harmers would be that it’s not worth it. Your bodies a temple and you don’t wanna take out on your body just for like an emotion you’re feeling. You know you can like take it out on something like go boxing. Just don’t. You shouldn’t be hurting your own body ever. Never. Like unless it’s an accident, which I do all the time, but don’t ever purposely do that. But if anyone knows anyone dealing with something like that er or even remotely close to that, what I would say is look at the individual. Don’t look at the scars. …

4

Broken hearted prayer

May 30th, 2015by broken123

Dear God,
I know everyone has hard times in their life. I know people all go through different times, extents, and ways of bad. But I’m wondering why mine seems to be the worst case scenario on all accounts. I’m wondering why I can remember more bad times than good. I know there will be bad times. But there has to be good times too. I’m wondering why you took my mom away. Things seem just have gotten a different type of bad now that she’s gone. My step dad is now drinking himself to death and picking up all my moms old habits. Why did …

1

I hate how I am; how I’ll always be.

May 29th, 2015by exulansis

I’m just so fucking stuck. No matter what I do, I’m stuck.

A little back story: my abusive boyfriend of a year and a half and I mutually split. It ended on a really, really bad note. I tend to just push it out of my mind and go numb to get over someone, which was working fine with him, until he messaged me again to try to be just friends. He knows shit like this ruins all my progress, every single time. I don’t think he cares anymore, though. I wouldn’t. I think he’s just getting a kick of dragging me along still. I don’t …

4

Been an awesome week.

May 29th, 2015by Hellboss

I’m 31 years old, no kids, been engaged twice which failed. I’ve been cheated on, lied to, and the last girl I dated decided she rather go back to being a lesbian. So usually I just hide behind Apathy and drugs. I only have a high school education, because I lack effort to do anything more. I’ve always been more of a workhorse.

Anyway…

It’s pretty awesome starting off your week after Memorial Day by losing your car. Apparently the car place felt as if they couldn’t wait till this Friday to let me make a payment, and didn’t tell me they would wait.. so they towed …

3

Slave Trade

May 28th, 2015by Rotted_Flesh

 

Exploited

Human beings

to fill the pockets
of the elite
They say you’re “valued”
They say they “care”
Machine feeding machines.
WE NEED REFORM
What is this
Slave trade you prefer?
Unionized to abuse our rights
Unjust actions
to fill that bank
till your money suffocates
from the guilt
of the blood it took
I’m screaming for reason
I’m screaming from rage
I’m screaming for Answers
You will not say
I’m screaming for justice
I’m screaming for peace
I’m screaming for action
with nothing but satisfaction