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Since I was a very young child (like 6 or 7, maybe 8), I have the idea that our existence has no sense, maybe because all the bad things that people do (in the country I live in the violence, war and corruption in all their forms have been present for decades). So I have always thought that all the humankind must be killed or destroyed. Even my family and the people I love? Yes. Even (specially) me. Then all these bad things that come with the human nature would dissapear forever and the world would be a better place.

Am I crazy for thinking like […]

Sometimes – I just want to die. It makes it hard for me to even want to try…
That’s the score – the crux – the core.. Cuz you don’t get me high anymore..
I don’t even mean what we used to smoke, or fux with, or snort.. Cuz you don’t get me-
I try.. I try.. A disgrace – I fall flat.. Right.. On.. My face.. Cuz you don’t get me high anymore.
What should I do..? Don’t fib to me.. Will you find a solution..?
What if I lose..? Will you rid me of my mind pollution…?
I don’t want to fight it […]

I literally don’t want to fucking do this anymore. That nauseating feeling that makes me want to rot away is constant nowadays. I am so drained. I don’t fucking care about myself anymore. I’m such a piece of shit. I’m not insecure about my appearance, it’s not that type of feeling. It’s me. I am fucking worthless as a person. I’ve been depressed my whole life. I don’t even know who I am anymore. Someone could break down my down and shoot me in the fucking face and I wouldn’t care. And why do I find it funny?

Does anyone else get excessively worried when going overseas? i.e. dealing with customs, the airport, etc…?

I had a friend I met on here. Whiskered-fish. Some of the older users may remember her as Kat. We’ve been chatting via email for over 3 years now. She’s one of my best friends.  I haven’t heard from her since April and I’m really starting to freak out. If anyone knows anything or has any ideas on what I should do, please tell me. I’m losing my mind.

i cant be the only one out there. and im not talking about cutting or not eating. although i do both. i mean doing things that completely fuck up your life and you know it. but you dont care. you wish it upon yourself. you hang out with shady people. doing drugs. drinking. but why care. why does it matter. whats the worse that can happen. you wish to die anyway. why not just make it easier. slowly pushing yourself over the edge. just waiting for you to finally do it. to finally completely not care.

Quick, while the boss is in a meeting.

funny entities with no strings attached no purpose or meaning to it – life and death

This has been a long time coming… but it’s time. Monday will be my last day. That gives me enough time to research, write the note, and settle any loose ends.

My ex husband will constantly have control over my life. And I just can’t live like that any longer. He will never let me live my life in peace. I don’t do this as revenge but as an escape from the pain and hurt and control.

Edit: I dont know why i feel the need to post this. Maybe it feels more real this way.

“… For what is your life? It is just a vapor that appears for a moment and then vanishes away” James 4:14

I know I’m a fool, because I feel like it’s better to die in hell than live anymore. Worse still there are sins that I’m struggling to let go and it just feels like I’ll go to hell for them anyway. So why waste time? But God tells me every now and then through other people or random sources that it’s wise and better to keep living. Are you suicidal and a Christian? How do you reconsile yourself?

Another night here, lying in bed. Feeling how the life goes on, feeling how the time slips throught my fingers like water. Soon I’ll become 35 and there is nothing in my story more than two sheets of paper that say that once I went to college, a long time ago. No achievements, no relationships, no friendships, no job, no travels, no hobbies, not even a day in the park. Nothing. Nothing. Nothing.

I’m still here, trying to keep standing on my feet, in this life, because there are people for whom my no-existence would be painful. I’m important to them, and I know that this […]

I’m a bit stressed because my ma is showing signs that she is depressed and dissatisfied with life. She’s in her mid 40’s, ex-alcoholic, and I fucking hate her sometimes. But, I almost feel like telling her she should get therapy instead of me because I don’t want her to end up killing herself and I’ve got to live with my dad. I’d rather kill myself than her kill herself. She should get therapy instead of me.

I’ve struggled with depressed and ptsd since I was 10 or 11. I’ve lost track of time but it’s whats most familiar to me. I was molested and raped by my 2 older cousins for close to a year. I remember everything they did to me; I was in 5th grade. I’m graduated from high school now. My family has told me they don’t believe me. People don’t take it seriously when I tell them something bothers me and triggers my ptsd. People victimize themselves when I don’t want to be touched . I’ve had previous suicide attempts. Starting when I was 13 […]

I dedicate this song to the place I work, and the lady I work for. Aw, shucks.

So who on here has a tattoo? Specifically on your wrist. Even better the wrist you cut on.

I want to get a tattoo just above my cuts. Basic. Black. A few words. “Remember that i love you” and a little butterfly above the R. Im told that it doesnt hurt. Its more of an irritation. And i just remembered….i cut. Well damn. My nerves are fucked. That would make it different from others who dont. Now the area that i cut is a lot more sensitive than where im actually going to get the tattoo. However its only about….idk say 5cm above them. Not very […]

I believe that I’m going to Canada in 8 days.
I hope I get in…
Singapore customs was a breeze to get through, seriously.
I get worried about reading how strict US customs is. It seems Canada customs can be this way too. Ugh!
It really worries me. I would absolutely hate to fly all that way just to be sent back…
Maybe I should just stop worrying. Perhaps all my worrying is needless and invalid. I don’t know…

In the meantime…

^if you […]

I am in so much pain. Nobody has ever genuinely cared about me, or reached out to me in a way that was honest and actually wanted to support me.

Two years ago I was raped in the Summer, so this is always a difficult time for me. Nobody in my life aside from maybe two or three people (none of which I speak to anymore) know about this and it suffocates me with self loathing all of the time.

I am so homesick and yet I have no home – I have nowhere to be and nobody to call.

I am in so much pain. I just […]