Coping Skills


Just a quickie.

  October 10th, 2015 by noodle

Hello sp peeps.

I found this site a billion years ago. I wonder who of the old regulars are still alive and kicking? I see I must’ve deleted all my old posts except 3.

I am back here now, at this moment because something came over me tonight. (jesus mind the phrasing pls)

Hang in there and you can fucking beat this!!!

Ps. I kinda sorta got married this year <3

Last post on here before this one was somewhere mid September 2013.


Keep it real folks, don’t do stupid shit and know – there’s ALWAYS someone listening even if it is someone that you’ve never met or seen before, believe …

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Animal Crossing: New Leaf

  October 10th, 2015 by Haven

The title is an analogy of what I’m about to talk about. The light-hearted title doesn’t suit the content of this post.

In AC:NL, I came up with a shitty name a year ago for my town and I can’t change it unless I erase everything. I don’t want to erase everything because my efforts would have gone to a waste. So I’ve accepted it and left it as it is.

In my life, there are things that are either difficult to change or can’t be changed at all. Dying, at this moment, feels like the only viable option right now and that equates to erasing data …

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“Breathe into my hands”

  October 8th, 2015 by Trix

The days are made up of small moments. Today’s best moments come when I walk into the other room and the sun falls on my face. The worst moments come when I climb back into bed, moaning from the pain. Some moments are lighter: they’re surreal, empty, clouded, but the depression has lifted just slightly. Others are agony, like fresh knife wounds… some are in between. It’s a mess of drowning and rising, but never quite breathing.

Derealisation has been on my mind a lot. Because of a couple of clearer moments I’ve had recently, I’ve convinced myself that it’s possible for the cloak over reality …


I remember years ago someone told me I should take caution when it comes to love. I tried. Did I?

  October 8th, 2015 by freedomseeker

Here you are. There, you are. I love your person. I just love it. Sorry. Wasn’t on purpose… Just, like that. You were nice, you often are. You’re beautiful, I love your smile. I want to see it, always, forever, on your face. You deserve it. You’re a good person. I want to know who you are. I do. Sorry. You’re just the kind of person I feel good with. I don’t need to have a defensive posture. I feel like I can be myself, I feel like you’re talking to people and not to their position on the social scale. I’m sorry for looking …



  October 8th, 2015 by Stiyls

Every night I feel like disappearing. I have complete means and method to achieve this. However, I made a promise to someone who know hates me. I don’t really think of committing suicide anymore, but every night I just want to disappear. This really just sucks. I am trying to coupe with it as best as I can. Every night I just want to disappear and everyday I wake up with tears. I don’t even know what I dreamed about.

I am pushing forward, but my mind is holding me back. I don’t think negatively of myself anymore. I feel like I turned out pretty well …



  October 7th, 2015 by A Fairy from the Past

Irony right? I’m in this one. I’ve been here for the past 4 years, but naturally people won’t even notice me (different account i’m using now so you can’t find me). It’s like that even with real life support groups or other online ones I’ve been to. People just don’t care. I’ve been in one for 1 1/2 years and the other for 3 years. And whilst I’ve made many friends, they’ve stopped caring about me. They don’t even notice me anymore.  When we’re alone, they either make an excuse and leave or just sit there awkwardly with headphones and work/read. I try to talk with them, …



  October 5th, 2015 by Trix

This site has been helping me so much. Thank you all again. I don’t want I’m trying to say in this post. I just want to post. I’m finding writing difficult today, so it might not make much sense.

I feel like I’m breaking. I don’t want to keep saying the same things over and over. Things are just worse right now. Depression is agony. Any coping tips you use, relaxation videos, $10,000 treatment programs you’re selling, etc, would be greatly appreciated. I’m still practicing meditation and it’s been helping more and more, but these past few days have been so painful. Any addition to what …


please leave

  October 4th, 2015 by melodychild

I still think of you

more often than I’d like to admit

it still hurts to hear your name

i wish you’d leave my mind

sometimes I want to go after you

but I know that’s not what you want

i understand why you had to leave

I just wish you didn’t

I feel terrible for what I did

what I excepted of you was too great

I got too mad

said and did terrible things

im sorry, and I think you know that

you just don’t care

you left me to save yourself

and that’s ok

i just wish you’d come back

I miss you

I miss our friend ship

I wish things could go back to the way they were

but I know …

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  October 3rd, 2015 by Tristeza

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How to cope…..?

  September 28th, 2015 by EvilOni22

Ok, so suicidal thoughts linger. Will they ever totally dissipate? Perhaps or perhaps not. I don’t really know. If I had to say, I would lean towards they will lighten but never just go away. Once you learn know or relaize something, it’s not like you can just purposely unknow or unrealize it. The partial truth behind ingnore is bliss. So with acceptance of the fact I may never be able to fully revert from suicidal thoughts and desires leads me to the question of what can I do to cope with them? My mind running on the topic of ways to kill myself and …


I think I am done here for awhile

  September 25th, 2015 by v.c.333

Thank you all so much.  Even if we never commented towards each other, I have read all.  I will make it.  I have made it 30 years of depressed, I can make it a little longer for my family.  I am chronically ill and will probably only make it another  20-30 years.  I don’t want to come repeat life because I didn’t learn my lessons the first time.  Or end up in some purgatory with guides and counselors. (i have been reading NDEs).  Even if I just wink out, it is not fair to my daughter, she did not ask to be here either (as …


Day One

  September 22nd, 2015 by lostwander

I call this day one because this is the first day I haven’t cried in a really long time. I’ve come to believe the fact that Jordan will not come back to me. That who ever wrote the quote, if you love something, set it free. If it comes back to you, it was always yours. And if it doesn’t, it never was; never dated a stubborn, prideful, Army Ranger.

I can admit I fucked up. I completely screwed up our dreams of marriage, happiness and children. I can say, I never cheated, never thought about it and never wanted anything more in my life than …



  September 21st, 2015 by Rain

They’re so loud…the whispers of demons.

I can’t hear my own thoughts at times, and they think I’m just spacing out..going insane.

But when I cut, there’s just silence. It stops. As long as the pain is there, the demons stop. They hide in the corners of my mind, eyeless creatures, hypnotized by the taste of pain. But I can hear..I can hear my friends, my boyfriend, and I can put my mask back on and pretend to be happy again.

But when I’m sober, they’re so loud….the whispers of demons.



I just want peace.

  September 21st, 2015 by IFeelSoLost

There are some things about life that I absolutely love.
There’s hope in my heart that things will get better.
But I know that’s just wishful thinking.
I’m ready to leave this place behind and see what’s waiting for us on the other side.
I’ve hurt so many people that were nothing but good to me, I know this will hurt them more but at least It will be the last time.
I’m scared but excited I don’t know if i’m strong enough to go through it all again.
I’ve over dosed and ended up in hospital twice.
Most recent was two days ago.
I’m so torn ! I want peace but I …


Moods Like Tides

  September 20th, 2015 by PyroFalkon

After stating nearly a month ago that I wanted to participate in this community more, I’ve been silent. Part of it, I’m only slightly ashamed to admit, is damage to my ego: for some odd reason, I thought people would care more. That’s not supposed to an accusation against you, please understand: it’s just me overestimating my value. Overestimating myself has happened more often than I’d like.

Regardless, the majority reason I didn’t follow through on coming around here more is that my mood rebounded. September 2015 has gone really well for me: pretty much everything has broken my way, starting with getting closure on a …



  September 16th, 2015 by lostwander

Its my day off. I woke up too early. I cried in bed for probably an hour. No shame in lying about that. I prayed, and I cried some more. I actually made myself breakfast today. But it happened to be in the after noon when I ate it. So I guess I can consider that brunch. I ate in bed… And have been there all day. It’s the place I feel most comfortable.

I feel very numb today. I feel as if I have given up the hope I was holding onto so dearly. Why? I don’t know. Nothing has changed. I tried to cheer …


Goodnight..and what a night it has been

  September 15th, 2015 by v.c.333

I just stumbled across the site two days ago.  Decided to start posting today.  I have to say it helps.  Trying to help others feel better makes me feel better, for now.  I guess it is why I have a degree in Psychology.  That I don’t use anymore because of chronic illness. Oh well, none about that.  I am going to try to go to sleep with thoughts of sunshine and light. lol  Thank y’all.


Monster under the bed

  September 13th, 2015 by

I’m different now, my heart beats for no one no emotion… I feel nothing but the annoyance of this world… I couldn’t die I was found with over two months of meds in my stomach they pumped them out… After a week they let me go of course I’m watched but… No one knows… The me that was hurt… The me that was weak, bullied, destroyed every way possible… Has returned the hunter… I don’t want my life for me… I want to take back what millions have lost… Millions commit suicide every year… I will take back the lives we lose… I don’t care …


Something to help

  September 13th, 2015 by disgusting

This is going to sound insane, like I’ve lost my mind, or like I’m a real idiot or someone who hasn’t been honest here, but I have been.

So I found a place to live for the next 7 months, provided my work keeps up and I can pay for it. I don’t have a bed though, so I’m on the couch. I’d like to be able to have a bed in my own room though.

Anyway, I’ve been through some real hell with the guy I like blowing up at me when I try to talk about how I feel, which is that the terminology he …