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Im wondering what the lethal dose for acetaminophen is and also vistril and seroquel. As i wanna attempt to take all three with alcohol. Would it be fatal? And the lethal doses for those medications
Does sadness have an age? Does it mature like wine? Is there a definition for true sadness? I guess sadness is defined within itself. Sure I’m 18 and I can safely say that I haven’t experienced life by any means. That doesn’t really matter though because experiencing this pain is enough. People who try to reason with me never understand. They treat my condition as something that you shrug off because ‘nothing really bad has happened’. That is so far from the point. I’m sure you all understand though, what it’s like to feel so depressed without any reason and that honestly makes it hurt […]
I have a specific day in mind to perform the last task. It’s perfect really, and essentially the closest day I can do it all on my own. 18th birthday is perfect, And although its 9 months away, I’m determined I’ll do it. The ups and downs I have don’t fool me into hope, cause ive experienced life and what I’ve felt is enough to make a decision. So from now until then my posts will be full of bs. Thank you
Did you know? In 900 years of time and space, I never met anybody who wasn’t important?
You count. You matter. You are unique and beautiful and brilliant. And if you forget it, I’ll remind you. How do I know? Its simple really. I’m never wrong.
It just turned my birthday and I know that tonight is the night. Is anybody in the Tampa Bay Area?
Don’t tell me the meaning of life is to live…If so what is living by your standards? What makes you go on every single day during every second. What does that make me if I can’t stand a second I breathe? A second I’m thinking?
I feel as if my existance isn’t a mistake, but out of place. Like I don’t belong in this time period. I know the world would keep moving for you if I were gone. I also feel that allot of this madness would stop as well. When I do think […]
growing up in this house has been very difficult for as long as i can remember. prior to that, though ive been told its not possible (by my perfect controlling mother) i remember sitting on the couch at just about 2 yrs old watching my mother and father sitting at the dining table arguing, then he ripping his gold necklace from around his neck and sliding it across table to my mother, a gift from her. then storming out and taking off in his brown camaro. i dont remember very much whatsoever of the next 6 yrs at all. as if i skipped right over […]
I stand alone
A group of laughing people to my right
I stand alone
The rushing cars passing me to my left
I stand alone
The cold chill of the winter breeze blowing through my hair
I stand alone
In visioning myself some place else
I stand alone
As the dark clouds begin to loom lower
I stand alone
As the moon begins to rise in the night sky
I stand alone
Until it’s time to go back home
I sleep alone
Dreading the next day of which I’ll once again stand alone
A cycle that will never end
I hate you people who are all like, “My life sucks, who wants to die with me?” Then you get a list of people who are willing and you’re like, “Nope, you’re all too young!” Like what the fuck? As long as they’re over the age of 18 you shouldn’t give a shit.
It hurts so much to see what you’re all going through and what you have been through. If I could, I’d take all of your pain on my own shoulders. I’d not survive it but I would rather my own suffering than all of yours. I’m not the crying type of person but this honestly brings tears to my eyes. Especially knowing that I’m useless in helping anyone with their problems. But if anyone wants to share their burden, I’m here.
I could really use some right now… I feel like shit and I know it won’t get better at least today. I want someone to talk to but at the same time I’d rather not burden anyone with my presence.
I delay suicide because I’m afraid of the other side but deep down I know things will never be OK. Everything’s telling that I’ve long past my welcome… I’ve no money or friends and I’m financially dependent upon society and family to stay alive, everyone who’s known me thinks I’m a joke of a person, and i’m too damaged to function in society or ever be good at anything. I am either brain damaged or was born with an intellectual disability and I have no ability or personality to belong on this earth. I fooled myself into thinking I was getting better but I’ll always be […]
A scamming thief conned me out of $28000 in loans which have never been paid back and now I’m so broke, I can’t even pay for utilities or food. Then last week he even went and robbed my house of every single item of value, plus many, many items that are so sentimental and irreplaceable. This on top of the fact that I was barely surviving to begin with. He took away whatever fight that I had left to live. I’m done. I’m so stupid. He played on my sense of empathy and compassion and used, lied and scammed me until there was nothing left […]
No matter how much my human brain likes to think otherwise, I am completely and utterly alone.
Maybe no one cares, and i really wouldn’t blame you.
its not like i have some sad story, a problem people can pitty me with. no.. i have never seen some of the troubles alot of other people have.
but its not pitty that i want either. more of a understanding from the people around. an explanation for why i always wear long sleeves, even in 100 degree weather.
why i NEVER want to hang out, because i dont have the motivation, and would rather be in my room sleeping all day.
I want to tell my mom so bad, but every time i bring up the subjects she […]
Mirror, Mirror, what a boring day
and yet I have so much to say.
I do nothing but sit here alone in the dark,
maybe I’m waiting for someone to steal my heart?
Mirror, Mirror I’m so sick of you,
can’t you just show me something that isn’t true?
Beauty, perfection and smiles is all that’s in,
so that’s why I feel like my body is committing a sin.
Because I’m not beautiful, nor do I smile.
And I definitely don’t have any style.
At least that what they shout at me at school
and I understand, I’m not a fool.
But why does it has […]
Well, i was diagnosed with endogenous depression a couple months ago and i haven’t really been getting any better. Lately I’ve been struggling to eat; I feel like i’m going to puke at the thought of food, and having to force myself to eat makes me cry. I can’t handle more than a couple spoonfuls of food before I feel sick, and I just can’t understand why. Has anyone else ever gone through this?
my real name is Mark, but I prefer to be called Maciee. I came on here to find advice and possibly a way past this time.
it started when I was 7 or 8, wanting to be dressed up as a girl and to wear makeup, to be beautiful and comfortable in the pink and frills instead of the disgusting monster truck t-shirts and baseball caps. my mom died before i turned 5, but i know if she was still here she would have supported me now. i’m 12 years old, (soon to be 13 in a week counting today!). I live with my dad and […]
My birthday is tomorrow and I find myself researching ways to kill myself. I have felt suicidal since I was 7, yet I always convinced myself that tomorrow would be better. I have lived this lie for 19 years. I’m sick of it.
I tried to jump out of a moving car on Wednesday night. My fiance stopped me. When I thought about how horrible it would have been for him to see me like that, it made me feel so wretched.
I am an abuser. I abuse him like my parents abused me. I don’t hit him, but I hurt him with my existence. I am […]