Coping Skills

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What are you doing Chloé?

  December 12th, 2017 by chloe17

Its 12.30pm on a Tuesday morning, people my age are at work or school doing something meaningful with their lives yet here am I: Lying on my bed with no intention to make today worth it. I don’ t even know how I found the strength to type this. I have a job interview in a couple of hours yet I am wondering if I should go. I feel like doing nothing. Nothing interests me anymore. I have lost my appetite, my eyes are swollen from crying everyday.

2017 was one hell of a year. I graduated from college, I turned 24, got my first car, …

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being your illness

  December 12th, 2017 by onemorehour

 

 

i lost my grip about 5 years ago, i started thinking that everyone i loved hated me, that they would leave me, and so i pushed them away.

 

i had been through a lot of trauma with the people i loved, people we loved had killed themselves and as we always took life as it was a little harder than the rest, i thought they would understand, that they would stay by me as i had stayed by them, that they might help me out. they could not handle it and i manifested the abandonment through my paranoia and dramatic cries for help that no one …

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Empty Promises

  December 10th, 2017 by AZSAM

If you believe in God, I want to know why.  I’ve tried, hard.  It all seems like lies and empty promises.  I’ve done what was asked.  I followed the rules.  Nothing good ever happens.  The love of my life just walked away after 2 years.  I’ll never get over her.  She’s not perfect but sure as hell was perfect for me.  In every way.  For 2 years, I prayed, cried, kicked and screamed.  I begged God to find a way to put us together for forever.  Ultimately she decided God didn’t want us to be together.  What!?!?  He never talked to me about it.  Church …

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Considering it

  December 8th, 2017 by fumperthucker

Recently I’ve begun to feel as if my life were stagnating. I’m somewhat physically attractive and monetarily successful to a degree but my entire life I’ve always been kind of depressed and alone feeling. Western society tells us that to feel fulfilled we need a loving romatic companion. But modern day society destroyed that. Everyone trears eachother like shit and all men care about is sex and all women care about is the objective gain they can get in a social ladder from dating the most attractive man. Every once in a while nice girls will come along that I share much in common with …

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Reasons to live – Are there any?

  December 5th, 2017 by Urm8451n

I woke up.
It is 2:00 am, everything so dark outside.
Most of the people are asleep, some are driving cars, which lights are being shown in my room, from those cars passing around my street.

All birds are dead quite.

It is me time. Because there is no stress around, I can finnaly see clarity. What does even bother me now? I’m happy. I’m glad to find peace once a while.

However, tomorrow keeps its own demons waiting for me. The stress is greater than ever. Some obstacles, will sure make me trip down.
I will fall.

But even then, I will keep on going my way, doing the best I …

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Salvation

  December 4th, 2017 by thornydweeb

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I’ve always saved others from harming themselves when I’m the one who needed the salvation the most. I’ve always comforted people on their lowest point but I can’t even vent out my feelings to anyone.

I’m a hypocrite.

Whenever I find someone whom I think is suicidal, I try my best to tell them that harming themselves won’t make any difference when I, myself, couldn’t resist the urge to slash the blade across my wrist just to tame my demons for a while.

I tell everyone that everything’s gonna be alright when …

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My story if anyone cares

  November 28th, 2017 by Max

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I found hope, some things are unexpected

  November 24th, 2017 by Jombo

Hello guys! I haven’t used this website in 2 years and seeing my older posts are quite a strange experience. I came here in 2014 because isolation and depression pushed me to the edge, rock bottom, or whatever. Started feeling depressed 10 years ago! It’s my Sadniversary and I thew up my birthday cake. My birthday was wednesday and I had a violent indigestion, because why the hell not.  Well this feeling persists, yet again. The reason I’m here today is because even if I do feel this pain, this need to die, this very heavy weight of self shame and being worthless, it is …

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ocd

  November 20th, 2017 by iamdarling

my ocd is at an all time high, and i have no idea what to do about it — please help?

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What are *you* fighting for?

  November 15th, 2017 by Mark_1981

If you’re reading this, you’re obviously still alive. And to that I am curious to what each person is fighting [to stay alive] for?

+Is it a loved one? And your reluctance on imposing unmeasurable grief?
+The hope of recovery?
+A fear of dying?
+Other?

Me? Its the reluctance on imposing unmeasurable grief. And for that, I both struggle and, too, remain.

I’m sure this question has floated its way on here many times over. Just floating it again.

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thinking of him

  November 12th, 2017 by tribulation

and you will stay awake

alone and in the dark

for hours on end

waiting for him and wishing for him

while hes sound asleep,

not wasting a single thought on you

 

 

and when you finally get some sleep,

he’ll wake up

and his first thought will be of you.

his first feeling will be regret

for not seeing you when you were right there.

do not go back when he comes for you

or you’ll be wide awake,

wishing for him once again

when he re-forgets you.

 

t.a.-g.n.

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My Suicide Note Was Addressed to You

  November 5th, 2017 by greyghoste

Even after every day you didn’t talk to me. Every day you told me you hated me. That I should leave and never come back. After every day I tried to say I was sorry for my shortcomings, and every day that you never forgave me. Every day you never apologized for your own shortcomings, for the bullying and the heartbreak, for every time I tried to share my life with you only for you to throw it back in my face. Every day you told me I looked like a whore when I put on make up when I didn’t feel confident; every day …

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My thoughts #1

  November 4th, 2017 by MyThoughts

Suicide is somewhat, a peaceful thought for me just thinking about it relaxes me. Knowing that there is always a path (hypothetically) for me to choose. If all hope is lost and i got no over options, i’m not sure if this is a good way to calm down or if it’s healthy for my situation. But something about just planing it out, the note where and how it’s hard to explain. i just feel like that if all over paths are blocked off i always, have that path open for me and that is a relief to know in my mind

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Valid

  October 31st, 2017 by tentoone

We get so locked up in ourselves. Closed off. Hiding. Who we are, what we feel… For me, happiness has always been the scariest. Most obviously because it is generally so fleeting; and, falling always hurts more, the higher your climb. But, also because when someone sees what makes you smile, they invariably learn what makes you cry.

It’s a sort of evolution of isolation until we are so far beyond knowing how to express ourselves, we forget how to let ourselves feel at all.

Please never be ashamed of your tears. Or laughter, even if it seems inappropriate. Everything inside you is valid.

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Suicide Notes

  October 28th, 2017 by greyghoste

Sometimes, late at night when I can’t sleep, I read suicide notes. Maybe it’s a morbid interest in what people’s last words to the world were. Maybe it’s finally being able to sympathize with a group of people, even if they’re all dead. Maybe it’s my way of preparing for my own note. I don’t know what it is about them, but I love to read suicide notes. I’ve read so many in the waking hours of the morning that they seem to blend together. Like the one from the 16 year old boy begging his parents for forgiveness. Or the one from the old …

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Try the alternative

  October 28th, 2017 by Mgababa

I blame fear for my predicament. Fear to end my miseries once and for all. All it takes is a few minutes of agony and I’m free. For a long time now pain is all I feel, waiting in vain for relief has become tiresome. I have absolutely nothing to lose as I derive no pleasure from life. It’s time to take that bold step and obliterate all my miseries; painful memories and probably be at peace. I deserve some peace.

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So you survived.

  October 20th, 2017 by vooder

It’s been nearly 5 years since you crawled into that basement expecting to die.

You’re 26 now (an age you swore you’d never see). You’ve met some cool new people over the past 5 years. You graduated college, got a job, and moved into your own apartment. You adopted a cat, and she’s become your best friend. You’re off all those meds now, and you feel stable, comfortable even. You haven’t self-harmed in 3 years. Your parents are finally proud of you.

You’re still lonely (and getting lonelier with each passing year). You’ve lost some old friends, due to distance or death. You had a mental breakdown and …

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Suffocating

  October 18th, 2017 by Poemsfornoone

Suffocating is how it feels. I am drowning in every breathe I take. It’s not getting better, maybe for some of us this is the best it gets. I am not a genuine person, I lie so people don’t see me. I lie so people like me. I lie so people don’t see what a colossal fuck up I am. To the people I am myself to, I feel like a burden. Like they’re only my friends out of pity. I am pitiful. This anxiety makes me weak and it steers me into making bad decisions. I don’t blame anyone or anything because I know …

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Food for thought

October 16th, 2017by Rejected23

I’m not a fan of glen beck, but I love Simon Sinek. He has a great perspective here and I invite you to watch this video about a perspective on violence, loneliness, and what we’re doing to make those feelings better/worse. I would like to have an honest, positive conversation (in a judgment free zone) […]

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Hacked, struggling, surviving

  October 15th, 2017 by CARLOSPEJUAN

I will make it. I’m having a lot of problems, but for the first time, I’m able, capable and willing even of feeling the will to be alive. I want to live for once and I already see the difference in so many of my actions. I fear my roommates are injecting me with steroids at night. I fear the problem was low T the whole time. But I am getting checked for that specific reason. 🙂

I know I can do this. I don’t know how or why I think I was actually hacked, and people were harrasing online. These people are now calling …