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Does anyone know what the point of life is? Because I’m scared it’s just “having fun”. Like there’s no actual good or truth in the world everything is pointless and meaningless, and just garbage. I have no one to talk to I don’t even see any point still I’m scared I’m always going to feel like this, it’s been years and nothing gets better even though I’ve tried. I’ve tried meds, I’ve done therapy, I’ve been hospitalized, it never lasts and never works.

hey guys, is there a way i can prevent my family members from committing suicide after my death?

Im so dissappointed with myself and some other people

I cant stand some things, they are killing me, why cant l change them, why do l have to accept this shit

Things are getting serious now. I have started praying for my death. Seriously, just getting on my knees in the dark and just ask whatever or whoever out there to kill me. I’ll let you know how this goes. I’ve sunked too deep now. I feel so numb and unmotivated. Everything is becoming a hassle.

Everyday now. Every day I go outside and wish I could be out of here. I have a pocket knife in my coat pocket that reminds me now much I hate myself. I could fix it but it’s definitely too late. The other day it sliced my thumb like butter. I’m obsessed with the thought of not being here. Please help me just send prayers please

So, all this time I was hating myself? It was all due to body dysphoria. I’m trans and my parents were keeping my behaviours from childhood a secret. All this time I was telling myself to “man up” I literally just wanted to be a man, not “as strong as a man”. The screams in my head have finally stopped, I’m getting on with my studies. It’s mad how I myself made myself too insecure to even admit a truth to myself. Since I figured it out with my therapist I’ve been laughing, like actually laughing because all my pain is actually making sense, my […]

I feel so empty. My anger and depression is making it hard to distinguish reality from fantasy. I hate myself so much that it feels like a nightmare I’m living in. Like I’ve imagined this entire world in my head. It gets worse every day and I lose touch of reality as I keep living. No one understands it. I find no happiness or pleasure from anything or anyone. It’s just anger that lives inside me. People grow and move past it but I can’t. And in some ways I won’t allow myself to. I love the anger. I love the depression. I want to […]

Like always, life just gives you false hope.

it makes you believe, that it will get better.

That everything will be okey.

Just to make you stay alive, even for one more day.

So you can just suffer more when reality hits you.

Then, the illusion of a false hope will fade.

Then reality will kill you inside.

Now I know, I know that I can’t trust hope.

It is just to make sure you stay alive so you can suffer more.

I will not fall for it again.

I am TIRED of falling for it.

I am TIRED of everything.

Nothing will get better.

Nothing will change.

The only thing that will change.

Is my existence.

a gap in-between the sky and land

a gap in-between you and i

a gap, as i gaze into my past as my past selves looks back to my past selves as it continues.

a gap in my head, memories flipping through, a gap in-between myself from time to times.

a shining light leading onto the place where i once saw as home.

a gap in-between my finger tips and yours.

a gap in my stomach.

a gap when i try to open my mouth.

a cell.

a gap in-between bars they call love.

looking for a gap in-between my neck.

There is an inconsistency between what’s in my head and what’s actually there. I believe the root of my sadness comes from the realization that there is this disconnect between the two and that I don’t know how to cope with it. I believe my primary motivation drives me to these nonsense delusions. The fear of not amounting to anything and the fear of being alone. I’m so wrapped up in the little idiosyncrasies within my head that I don’t really see what’s there and when it finally becomes apparent to me, I can’t help but feel let down. The […]

I will miss my dog, my faithful and constant companion who only ever gave me cold wet nose kisses and unconditional love and comfort and never asked or expected anything in return except for belly rubs and playing fetch (and food and walks). I will miss music, and art, and creative energy, and the power of performance: the amazing and beautiful things people are capable of accomplishing when they can put their minds to it. I will miss food — anticipating it, preparing it, enjoying the tastes and delicious smells of it. I will miss films and television, from the artsy farts to the campy […]

i remember the exact moment i first heard this song and it hit me like a mack truck. i just couldnt do it anymore.
you were with your friends and i was…..off with someone else. i was sitting at the picnic table just on the edge of the group. everything was…fine. i was playing with his phone and going through his music. the only thought that went through my head was “oh a song by 3dg i havent heard” i apparently didnt think about the title itself long enough. so i clicked it. within seconds my heart sunk. that was years ago now and […]

I am at my lowest point.I’m only here for one request. If there is a higher power, please. End my suffering.

i hate when people scream and laugh and yell w their face all red.

they’re so loud???how is it possible for them to be that unaware??’