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I have to go back to work today after two weeks off’ and I’m so terrified to go. Everybody is going to look at me with those questioning eyes, smile their fake smiles, talk their small talk, ask how I’m feeling…
What do you say to them?
Thanks for asking!
“I’ve been off for two weeks because I can’t handle life. And when I get to this point I like to hurt myself, so I needed this time to recuperate from the demon emotions that overtake who I may or may not be, oh and I binged this weekend like a fat kid in a candy store only […]
Them dreams..
You have, where you feel like your falling.
I feel like I’m falling.
Even when I’m awake.
I’m falling down, crashing down.
Around everything.
Everyone is staring at me while I’m falling.
I can’t get back up.
I’ve fallen.
it feels as though im in a thick blanket of cold and darkness all alone with no one to help me. i have many people there for me, my friends, my boyfriend, even my sister, but it seems like their help is no use to me. i try to accept it, i try to explain to them how i am feeling but they fail to understand me. they dont get me and how i am and i feel. its as if me telling them everything is useless. i dont like telling them everything but they want to know and all i want is for them […]
The wonder of the world is gone, I know for sure.
All the wonder that i want, i found in her.
When the whole becomes apart, I strike to burn and no flames return.
Every intuition fails to find it’s way
one more table turned around and back again
Finding I’m more lost and found when she’s not around
When she’s not around, I feel it coming down.
How can I have You when everbody wants your soul
Skye…I miss you. </3
Lost without you…
Im home , after 2 days in the ward. Im home , and i can honestly say i wish i was back in the ward.
Its come to my conclusion that i am going to try and off myself again.Im scared to death cause its a past method im using one that almost killed me.Im scared to death of doing this.But that little short lived happy time is over.Its left me and its always going to come and then not be there and i cant stand that.I am filth thats all i am while im alive.
The method will be successful this time.I would check myself into a mental hospital but there all crappy except the one i recently came from.That is to far away to go to.
I dont […]
I don’t know why I’m depressed, or at least feel depressed. All I know is I have friends who love me, a loving boy friend, I have things to look forward to.. But I just feel the urge to cut daily, I feel as though I want to die..
I just feel like sitting here and crying until I can’t anymore.. :/ idfk
No one is there for me when I need them. No one is there to catch me if I fall.
Family? Nope.
Friends? Nah.
Suicide hotlines? Not even.
“No one can love me” because I’m “so weird and selfish.”
There are people who are willing to argue that that’s not the case, but I bet they’re too fucking busy to even care. Hahahahahahahahaha ;).
Dad’s lectures are stupid as fuck and full of loopholes.
Mum’s his trusty yes man.
And I’m sorry, but the perfect, obedient son you’re looking for is in another castle.
Should have just eaten me when I was an egg, you god damn FUCKERS…
…HEY NIGGERS! YOU WANT MY LIFE […]
It all started at the beginning to high school, 9th grade.
I fit in perfectly, I made new friends everyday, hung out, went to parties, dated. Normal stuff that people would expect a normal teenager girl to do. But…I wasn’t exactly happy. Sure during the moment of all those parties and drinks and even experimenting with weed a few times (nothing I’m proud of anymore) I was happy. But after that adrenaline rush went away, and I sat in my bed looking up at my bedroom ceiling, I knew I wasn’t happy.
I guess I could say it started when I met Joe. He wasn’t someone that went to my […]
I go on here to hear people’s stories. I try to comfort people I know personally who wish that they were dead just like me. I see news articles on cnn about a teen girl who killed herself because she couldn’t take it.. Hell, I’ve had friends and even a love in the past that had taken their own life..
And now I take a second to think.. Who the fuck am I to try to save a life.. when I can’t even save my own? I’m drinking tonight.
Most of you know me. Don’t you? Oh, well, don’t worry, you’ll feel like you’ve known me for years at the end of this post.
I’m 16, and my name is Stephanie. People call me Steph. No big deal. I was born and raised in Australia. My birthday is March 22nd.
I’ve never had the best life; who on here has? Nobody, right? Right. My life has never been perfect, ever, not once in my almost 17 years, but when I was 14, that’s when things really took a turn for the worst.
I was jumping on the trampoline. Average 14 year olds do that, and never have […]
I’m female, 33. Married, 3 kids (b13, g11, g9), 2 dogs..and a cat who thinks he’s god. I’m a childhood abuse survivor. Physical, sexual and emotional.it was done to me, primarily by my mother. Didn’t have any siblings, father wasn’t around. It seems the sexual abuse hurt the most, though I know the emotional is always there as well. It’s that voice in the back of my head telling me that I’m stupid, fat, ugly, lazy, no one wants me, I’ll never amount to anything. I’m worthless, horrible. I’m only good for sex.
I’ve been a full time student since 2009, but had a breakdown this […]
Birthday was a couple days ago…i’m 19 now…how many more years must I endure of this life? How many more years must pass before my birthday is even remembered? 10/11 marked the day that I realized what my worth truly is, how little anyone cared, and that I just breathe to pass the time.
I bought myself a cupcake today since I never did get around to celebrating it.
I whispered a wish as I blew the lonely candle out.
Birthday wishes arent real…for I am still alive.
My name is Emily and i do have my share of problems. If you would like to hear my story, you can email me at em.eichhorn@gmail.com. I also would like to help you with yours. again email me at the above address. Sometimes i feel so alone in the world and when i get to kno others like me, i relieze im not. only this is a problem because i dont know anyone personally like me. so please email me.
I love each and everyone one of you, strong enough to put your problems out there, even though i barely know any of you. Each and […]
Stop bullying. Stop posting shit like I love everyone else except you. It hurts.
I hate what I hear everyday my minds always a blur its never enough no matter how much i take in. I strive to be perfect I need to be perfect. It takes over me to the point were I am disabled I am so utterly disappointed with the life and body i am given so angered that I cant do anything right. Nothing works it makes me wonder why a God would make such a pitiful person like myself. Being shameful of every breath I take is a worthy punishment for a piece of dog shit like myself. When this world comes to end […]
my favorite band motion city soundtrack has lyrics that everyone should consider;
“they say what doesnt kill us
MAKES US WHO WE ARE”
as much as we can all look at our ‘struggles’ and ‘disorders’ as something that defines us, dont let it. dont BE your disorder. dont let it ruin or run your life, from depression panic disorder, bipolar, ED, whatever. youre lettinng whatever created that disorder in the first place make you.
i know how hard it is, to make a conscience effort to just BE YOU everyday with the struggles of school, work, kids, significant others, family and the fucking economyy on […]
I’ve come to realize that there is a fine line between wanting to kill yourself and not wanting to live anymore.
I choose the latter.
I wonder if sometimes people give the slightest though of what they are about to do to you and your heart. Do they ever wonder if they are going to leave a scar? Or a hole, or just some broken pieces that seem almost in possible to fix back? I just wonder what they think when they want to leave you, I wonder if they see…how much tears you will cry for them. I wonder…do I ever cross they’re mind. Or when they leave me there to hold myself up. Fight for myself. They just leave, and sooner or later they come back…and your so […]