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Why can’t people set proper expectations. Why. I wanted tonight to be fun. I really did. Then he had to work. And set the expectation that he could get off early. But no. Now he’s stuck till close and didn’t even fucking mention it till now. And I’m just so disappointed. It fucking just wrecks me. And it’s so stupid for me to be upset about this. But I really just can’t take it when he knows my plans won’t work out and keeps the expectation that it will. Why why why must my life be full of let down expectations. I’m done with this. […]

i dont remember a time when i was happy for an extended period of time. i wake up everyday sad. even when i’m doing something fun or im laughing i have a feeling of sadness and loneliness always sitting there in the back of my mind. and some nights are better than others. this is one of the bad nights. i feel so alone. my family does not believe in mental health claiming that im “too sensitive”. i dont have any real friends who would actually want to be with me during the bad times. they just tell me “it will get better” and move […]

My life really sucks

I want to do some truly terrible things. I don’t think they’re ever going to actually happen. But just the awareness of that side of myself leaves me feeling afraid, and isolated from others. I’m the bad guy in everyone’s else’s story.

I suppose it’s because although I’m a bad person, I’m not a psychopath. So I still crave social acceptance & safety, even though I know I can’t have it. Awareness of the immorality of my desires terrifies me, because it’s a reminder that everyone is a threat. Anyone who saw the truth about me would pose an unacceptable risk. Essentially I’ve made myself an […]

How do I get rid of these tiny things without spending much money? I’m not contacting the landlord about this. I figure they are getting in through some miniscule cracks that I can’t really even see at all. I’m thinking of just spraying them with some natural insect killer so I don’t end up poisoning myself, as this is in my bedroom and the stupid things only come out at night. Any help is appreciated.

I hate this. I hate it so, so much. Why can’t I accept that I need help? Why am I acting so cold and emotionless when all I want to do is to be myself? I don’t understand this. I don’t understand me! Why can’t I become a perfect daughter/girl for my parents and my relatives? Why am I being like this? Why can’t I move on from my crush on him? This sucks. Everything does.

we’re all going to die one day. i look at my future and know that one day i’ll die. my existence and sufferings in this world will end and years into the future even the evidence that i existed will be gone. so like, what’s wrong with just doing it now?

i hate that this puts a low viewpoint on my friends but i genuinely think they’ll be fine after im gone. recently someone i used to be extremely close to, but then had to cut off, died and all i felt was guilt and then apathy. they’re no longer part of this world, but i […]

Every time I look in a mirror I don’t recognize myself. I see someone who isn’t me anymore. I feel like I’m just here, hiding inside this body and it isn’t me. It isn’t me anymore. I don’t know how much longer I can last. I really don’t. My boyfriends best friend constantly asks him to hang out with her and her boyfriend and I don’t know if she just purposely excludes me or he just doesn’t want to bring me. And I am struggling so hard. So hard to keep it together. I’m pretty certain he’s just embarrassed of me now and I can […]

I think that I’m gonna die soon because I’ll get cancer. I’ll have this cancer because of these psychiatric pills I took (and still take) daily for more than ten years

Just been turned into the dirt like a dead weed by my own kids. Got about a month to sell off and find somewhere to go. Can’t afford anything local and can’t travel. My days of being a “survivor” are over.

My husband raped me. Twice. I can’t tell anybody because nobody would believe me and even if they did, they wouldn’t care. I can’t leave because I am unemployed and don’t have any money. I don’t want him to get in trouble. I want things to work out. I realize how stupid I sound. He just told me he’s been hiding thousands in credit card debt from me. This is the second time this has happened. He’s been lying about it for at least a year. The last time I wrote on here about him, somebody commented that I should “just talk to him and […]

I hate every second of every day, I hate waking up. Does anyone know the point of living? I only live to waste earth’s resources for my selfish needs, spreading negativity and depression everywhere I go. I don’t see why Im needed here

It’s a saying that keeps repeating in my head. It comforts me.

we’d be better off if this world was dead. what’s keeping me holding on? my abusers are unrepentant pieces of trash, what’s the point of this. there’s no point to any of this.