For general topics related to the site.
A lot of people on this website are just looking for someone to chat with who understands them…
My name is Katie, my e-mail is Kathrrryn@yahoo.com, and though I can’t connect to your specific situation exactly, I’m always willing to listen, and am usually pretty understanding. I’ve been through a lot, myself.
Anyone can message me any time with their inquiries and I’ll be there as much as possible.
(But please don’t abuse my e-mail!)
i just want to die this weekend. sick of feeling sucidal every day.
I hope you never feel the pain, the kind that drowns like pouring rain
The kind that cruchses like a boulder, making you feel at least ten times older
The worry the pain the sorrow the grief, Why can’t i just turn over a new leaf?
The pain i feel is too much to bear, especially when no one seems to care
You cannont tell them how you feel inside, they would be crushed and that’s not right
They would feel bad but not or long cause there on the radio is their favorite song
Not genuinly upset they don’t really care, don’t notice as you curl up staring into no […]
My good friend has recently told me about something she has done in the past that she feels ashamed about. I was thinking about sharing my story of cutting with her, to make her realise that during times when your body needs to cope, it expresses it in different ways.
I don’t mind if people find out. This would be my first time telling someone though.
I am a little worried that she might react a little funny to me.
I just want her to realise that what she has done doesn’t mean she should feel ashamed or regret it. I never have.
“You should never regret […]
I hv divorced for almost 6 years but I still felt the pain inside. Beforehead, everybody telling me tht I will hv a new life and getting better, just few months later, few years later. however, nothing hv happened. My life is just going harsher & darker. I didn’t hv a job now, and hv no money, ,,,,parent’s health are getting worse n worse, I can’t communicate well with my brother/sisters, i hvn’t hv many friends, and they can’t always be with us, i feel so lonely lonely lonely. Every morning I wake up, I just ask myself What I can do then ?  I really dont know how to keep […]
I can’t remember a time when I smiled before I went to sleep. A time where I wasnt in a fetal position wiping tears from my eyes and wishing I was never born…. I’m curious to see what my future holds but if it’s anything like my past I wont live past 20 and that’s a guarantee
Chris was my savior…. I loved you Chris why? I just couldn’t tell him I couldn’t get on my knees and beg him to take me back. Pride…. but it hurts, I couldn’t begin to describe the pain. Chris you’ve ruined me. I have to stop feeling because my heart would stop if it tried to keep beating through the constant hiccupps of endless crying. There are not enough tears…. But I hate you. How could you do this to me.!? Such toxic emotions would surely poison me and send me right to my grave. So I […]
I Can Not Feel…. It was going great for a couple months. I was high everyday without fail but of course that’s how my happiness is.. going.. going… gone. Weed was basically a dam stopping this flood of depression from drowning me. I’ve been sober a week and it’s all come crashing down. The only thing stopping me now is the fact that I’m emotionally numb, but that might not be enough for long. I do not want to die I do not want to live I do not want to be happy I do not want to be sad […]
Hello, my name is Viktor D.
I’m from Serbia, and I have a lot of emotional problems, along problems with people.
I am a metal-head and people who don’t know what metal is and how good metal-people are, and that they also have emotions, and can be soft and good to other people and nice, polite etc. but when I see other people who don’t understand what it is, and when I see them make fun of it and me and my friends, it makes me burst with rage, but then I understand that even if they somehow get better and start to understand, there are […]
Everything I do is just wrong and for the past 20 years that’s all I have ever heard, my children have no idea I’m their father because while I’m gone risking my life at my job my loving wife makes sure they know I’m not. I have given everything i have to give them all a comfortable life my wife doesn’t have to work and my kids are going through school. But now I found out she’s been cheating on me and that my kids are now calling this f*$&!ng thing their daddy I’m just done what’s the point there is no point…
A wish
A wish where two friends
Drive on the coastal highway
With the windows down
The music way up high
Just dancing
Throughout the whole trip
A wish
A wish where two friends
Drive into the woods
Up into a hill
Just watching the clouds
Just watching the planes
Just watching the birds fly
Just watching nature
Just having a decent conversation
Like two innocent children
No stress
No drama
No problems
No situations
No fights
Just two friends being children for a day
Just a wish
September 10th of every year is World Suicide Prevention Day.  To acknowledge the importance of this day, as well as those who have forfeited their voices in exchange for freedom from their unspeakable suffering, New Middle Press would like to offer 50 free copies of Dear Mallory: Letters to a Teenage Girl Who Killed Herself to the first 50 individuals who respond (as well as the administrator of this site, if he/she would like a copy). For information about Dear Mallory, please go to www.newmiddlepress.com. If you would […]
I ve never really talked to anyone about my story, mainly because the thought of being judged is terrible to me. But I’ve never had an easy life. At 4 years old I can still remember my mom telling me after her nightly screaming arguments with my step dad that she despises me and wished I was never born. Things have always been like that. And so I’m always faced with these deeply underlying issues as I try to live a normal life. When I got away from her at 12 years old, it was only to live with my alcoholic dad who beat me […]
Through me people look. I
Hear all they say and
Everything is important, needs to be discussed now, in private. No one
Feels the need to keep it a secret in front of me.
All they know is
The fat girl doesn’t say anything
Gossip? her? no. tell? never.
I wonder what would happen if they
Really knew all the rumors and
ies that i know?
Fall. Get up.
Run. They are –
Everywhere. No Escape.
And when i fall to my
Knees will
Someone come rescue me?
Why can’t i control the anger? I feel it puts all those i love in danger
Why can’t i control the fear? Can’t let it out when anyone is near
Why can’t i control the hurt? Everything important cast to the dirt
Why can’t i find the hope? Surley all the answers aren’t in rope
I can’t even control the tears, building up a flood all these years
I wish i could control the pain so bad it leaves me hopig to be slain
What do they see in me?
What is it that i can’t see?
The last words he ever said, were said to me;Â his little princess, I had been.
I know it has been years but all the pain is still here
and all I bottled up keeps flowing out in never-ending tears.
I’ve used a blade and I’ve used pills but I’m filled with all this fear.
So I keep on breathing, dead and alive at the same time.
All I want is to make it stop, not my life but the feelings
Erase the scars and form real smiles
Because I really do want to stay here for a while.
I’ll seek you out,
Flay you alive
One more word and you won’t survive
And I’m not scared of your stolen power
See right through you any hour
I won’t soothe your pain
I won’t ease your strain
You’ll be waiting in vain
I got nothing for you to gain
Today, I met a little girl,
With brown hair and brown eyes.
She is only ten years young,
But beyond her years she’s wise.
Today, I learned that life’s not fair.
This girl, she cuts her skin.
Barely grown, yet feels such pain,
From outside and within.
Today, I saw the truth denied,
To me by many folk.
Life is hell and then you die.
Today, I finally broke.
So some people may want to know a little about me here,
My name is Paul. I’m blind, 16, and love music. I’ve wanted to take my life many times because I’ve made so many misstakes.
Email me if you have any questions at brl.cents@gmail.com
Or google paul blind wrestler.
You’ll find me there too.
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