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……I’m in a good mood now…somethings wrong
It’s like don’t have to breathe, but have to wait. Till’ you say something again, so I can breather and live. But without you here.
Yeah fuck it. I’m done. I guess I tried. Is 8 months a good run?
let me just say I’m done hurting everyone around Me. I’m done being a monster, I’m done living. I’m giving up.
I stopped feeling years ago now the only thing I feel is pain I don’t truly know why I’m typing this stuff…maybe it’s so someone that has the perfect advice to see it and gives me that advice and I make a better life but everytime I try I have the cruel reminder some force wants me to see and it’s that I was born to suffer everytime I’m happy I try to bring my mood back down so nobody can have the satisfaction of ruining it I’ve lost every single shred of me that gave me a will to live I want […]
No matter how good I feel, no matter where I go or what I do, I always know that it’s coming. I’m scared to fall in love, I’m scared to make friends, I’m scared to have children. Because those things are all I’ve ever wanted, but I’m terrified that I’ll get them and then leave them. What kind of mother leaves her children on purpose? But I KNOW in my heart that having children won’t ever fix this. That as much as I may love them, I simply cannot stay. And I am SO sorry.
I’m not sure if I really want to die.
I think about it. Killing myself, I mean. It’s not healthy. I know that, but I still do it. I hurt myself, even though the logical part of me says, “Stop!”. That part of me tells me to get help, to talk to someone. But, the other parts of me, the scared, lonely, and tired parts of me, they say not to. That it’s better that they don’t know.
I don’t want to hurt the people I care about by showing them all the messed up screws in me.
I don’t want them to see all […]
. . . if I knew you all in real life, I would totally make you guys some really good food 🙂
Hi everyone. The reason that I’m here is to talk to people with the same problem, to help each other to see things in perspective. I’m not planning to kill myself, but……I’m still fighting against that horrible and unnatural feeling.
I hope that you do better than me, and that one day also I will climb out the abyss. Take care :).
I want to cut myself constantly. I wish I was dead. The only thing stopping me, is because if I failed at attempting suicide, I couldn’t stand how disappointed my family would be. Why can’t I just be happy?
A few days ago I wrote an update. I wrote about how much better I was doing. How much happier I was…
Why is it that one little thing can cause me to go spiralling back into what I was before? I don’t want to go back. I don’t want to be that person again. I don’t want to lose any more friends. I don’t want to live every day in pain. I just want to be me.
My parents split up almost two years ago. Some would say that alone is traumatising, but I was surprisingly okay with it. It was for the best at the […]
I remember when we were children
And we wished so much
To grow up already
And to be a grown up
Or most likely a teenager.
I remember when I was a kid
I had the biggest imagination
And I still do, but it’s not as magical
It was this big thing that I loved
I still love it too, but not as much now
I remember when I wished
I wished to be a teenager already
To not be treated as a child
To put on heels and sophisticated outfits
To do hard and difficult math equations
I remember when my hopes were high
My hopes were […]
I’m such a fuck up I can’t even kill myself right..
I’ve tried 7 times and I’m still here….
3 of my friends have done it..
Why can’t I?
They say it has to get worse,
Before it can get better.
I say, “how much worse?”
“How long will it take?”
It’s been 6 years.
But here I go again.
Faking this smile.
Hiding the pain.
No one sees through.
No one cares to.
I really need to inflict some sort of SH because I’m really struggling right now. It’s past midnight and my mind is heavy with negativity and darkness.
But the thing is, I haven’t done anything in just under 8 months.
I don’t know what to do.
God, give me strength.
I’m kind of new to this so I don’t know where to stay to be honest, I tried tumblr.com but it wasn’t working out (I think it was the fact that the “tumblr guys” think they are greater the. The rest of society) so I’ll just start here:                                My name is Ronan, I’m 18 I started cutting myself at the age of 16 when I had a rough patch of bullying in school. I’m not […]
Up until now, I’ve never actually made an account for a community website such like this one- instead I’ve just entered questions to my problems into a search engine, hoping to find a response to someone else’s post that would satisfy my query. This is my first post!
Let me break this down,
I’m a 20 year-old college student at a small state school. I’ve never been officially employed. I did exceptionally well my freshman year in terms of grades, but making my way into my second (this) year, I didn’t expect my girlfriend (of two years) at the time to break up with me, and […]
my friend left me.. come back. i get it
seriously
Hello, this is Justin. I have been reading something’s here and there. I haven’t posted cause I don’t know what to say or how to say it. I found a couple different comments from people asking about me and looking for an update. Well I am alive. What happened was I didn’t go through with it. I called the police myself and they came over. The fire department took me to the hospital. I was there for a couple weeks. I have been out just over a month. I am trying. And that’s about it. I don’t want to get too deep into it all, […]
i got a job at mcds today… baby steps
So very alone. So very sick.
I’m running out of hope, and maybe that’s not the worst thing.
I’m sitting on my couch, in my underwear, after binging on food. I’m still binging on food. I feel disgusting and overwhelmed, surrounded by the grime of my house, a house I’m unable to care for no matter what I do.
I don’t know if it’s right for me to write here. What if I trigger someone to go through with their own suicide? It’s difficult to stop obsessively caring.
I don’t know if I can stay alive much longer. I don’t know if it’s right for me to. Some people […]
That moment when you are finally getting over your depression and someone comes along as says “you’re messed up in the head” Just what I wanted to hear.