Stories of Hope
Im 19, A few years after I was Born my parents divorced and my mom and I moved away from the big city to a smaller city not to far. The divorced didnt effect me much because I was so young but it showed in my mother and she began to drink a lot.
by the time I was in grade 3 I was very unhappy with life, There was rarely any food to eat in the house and I was in a very abusive relationship with my mother. I was regularly running away from home and staying with my grandmother who lived in the same […]
I’ve told you her story now I’ll tell you mine. I’m Angel and I’m 13, I’ve gone through so much though so don’t judge me on my age. I’ve been raped and beaten, I’ve been hated on and abused, both physically and mental, I’m suicidal and IÂ cut. I’ve gone through so much and I don’t understand why I’m here anymore. Why do I have to live on this earth full of haters? Anyway, when I was 10 I was put up for adoption and I was taken in by a family in Louisiana. They were okay, for the first week. They had 5 other kids […]
Iv suffered with depression my hole life, but if you knew my story maybe you would understand?
I have tried suicide 3 times in my life. first was wen i was 12 it was a O.D attempt. second i was 14 and it was the closet Ive came to death, it again was a o.d. and lastly i was 16 it again was a another overdose. i guess i just thought going to sleep was the most painless way to go. just falling asleep and dieing just sounded so peaceful to me.
sense the day i was born my parents were addicted to drugs. first it was […]
The strangest and weirdest thing about recovery is comparing who you are now to who you were before. It is also one of the most amazing and yet bitter-sweet and almost heartbreaking things.
About a year ago, the suicidal thoughts fully took hold of me, they’d been there for a year or maybe more, but I’d been preoccupied with various other things and hadn’t really given the idea of taking my own life very much thought. But for whatever reason, last March I became completely filled with a desire to fall off the face of this earth. To begin with, it was a case of wanting […]
So Its another day. Again im still here amazing how i can try too pull my life together when its easily falling apart. Like people care. Im not eating.im cutting.Not takeing my meds.My papas drinking all the time i dont understand this anymore whats going on with him ?? i mean hes been acting strange we barely have food in are house because he spends all the damn money on beer.Me and me boyfriend broke up and now i feel lost like everything i had going for me turned out for the worst i mean i loved him. Where Still gonna be friends.. Im going […]
I’m obsessed with FiveFingerDeathPunch & it usually isn’t the genre I go for.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ptzzU7jFQwo
Coming Down – Five Finger Death Punch (It’s all about suicide and the pressures of life.)
A young man, Matthew Vines, makes a detailed an impassioned speech to his church regarding the original intent of the words in the bible regarding homosexuality and what it means within the kingdom of God.
For those of you that believe and wonder why god would “afflict” you with such a “curse” of conflict, this mans logic and arguments within the constraints of theology and historical translation will likely give you comfort and confidence that god never intended to forsake you – that instead it’s men who instead choose to push an agenda of persecuting diversity, who have manipulated the words of god and his original […]
Today, I woke up in my friends house. I wasn’t shocked at all. I was actually a bit relieved. I remember last night in a blur. My adoptive “parents” yelled at me for something I don’t even remember. They were screaming at the top of their lungs. I’m not even sure why or what I did that was so wrong.
The bad part came when Brian, my “dad” raised his arm. I could’ve sworn he was gonna smack me. So, as his hand was about to hit my face i stopped him. I kicked the bastard in the groin so hard, I hope he won’t be […]
Hello everyone.
Today is my last day. Tonight I will be ending things and finally finding total freedom and nothingness.
To my dear Nat, goodbye my sweet Princess. Just keeping my promise to tell you goodbye. Sent you an email not sure if you got it.
To any others who I have conversed with. I really hope things have improved for you or will improve. And that your pain lessens enough for life to be at least somewhat joyful. Many of you are suffering mainly or totally because of others and I wish I had the power to take that pain away from you. Sometimes people are treated […]
The confident dancer on stage. The girl who does and wears what she wants. She doesn’t care what other people think. Yup, that’s me. Or not. At least on the outside, that’s me. On the inside, every “damn, girl” and “what’s up with your outfit/ hair/ boyfriend, etc.” hurt me a lot. To make matters worse, I have eczema (if you don’t know what that is, it’s this non-contagious skin disease where my skin breaks out in ugly-looking rashes on my arms, legs, neck, and sometimes face and ears) which makes me very self-concious, especially when flaunted for all to see when I’m wearing […]
“The leader and figurehead of the opposition and main target of vilification was Leon Trotsky. Serge left Vienna and sped to join the struggle for the soul of the revolution. Discussion, not to speak of opposition, was stifled. Votes were formalities, forced through by the newly created majority – the Lenin levy, 250,000 new recruits to the party who owed everything to the party apparatus. Poets, worker militants and intellectuals were committing suicide from despair. The other side of repression was corruption. By the winter of […]
Only I stand in the way of a glorious reunification of the Korean Peninsula. My actions have been evil, but I am now prepared for my execution.
Please send instructions for my surrender and extradition to: changeling7110 [at] gmail [dot] com
I was thinking back about when I started to self-harm. It’s not really clear to me, but I think it’s a long time ago. I’m now 17 and I can remember that at an age of 10 I was already self-mutilating. Things like bang my head against the wall when I was not feeling well and hurting myself by means of abusing to myself, provoking quarrels and so on. Maybe I started earlier, but at an age of ten I can remember it very well. Therefor I can remember I was nail biting, but not other things that can be specify as self-mutilating behavior. The […]
There’s a light. The other way. (Don’t read it. Banal stuff)
Hi people out there.
I read some of your stories – and I do find some of them similar to mine. I’m so weak sometimes, so sensitive and lazy to cope with real life. With that awful life out in the big world, all it’s demands, all that efforts we have to make to indulge it and what it wants from us really isn’t little.
Life wants from us to be normal. To be like anyone else. But sometimes, we just can’t.  Know why? Because we are all so different. Any of us. Any of the other people too who pretend to be normal… All that people we’ve […]
Why can’t she see that I’m not alright?
Why can’t she see that I need her?
Why can’t she see that I hate myself?
Why can’t she see how I feel about her?
More importantly, why do I have to feel this way about her?
Why do I have to love her?
Do you know how often I hear people talk bad about gays, lesbian, and bisexuals? I listen to people go on about how it’s “Immoral” or “wrong” and I just have to sit there, clenching my fists, wanting to punch them all in the face. Because if they knew. If they really knew, then I would never be accepted. […]
It wasn’t violent, the attempted rape. It was mostly tearful, with me pleading for the man to stop. And sick and disgusting. It smelled gross and dirty. I could smell his sweat, I can still smell his sweat. I will never forget it. I will still remember the scent after he got done, after he realised I want going to let him. I fought in my drunkenness.
He had told me that he wanted to talk to me.
William Triplett was his name. He was an ex of mine, and I had just turned 16, and he was 25. I was desperate to find someone […]
I can’t believe it.
She’s gonna die. She hasn’t died yet, but she’s on the brink.
My BEST FRIEND who has cancer is going to be gone forever. I just don’t know what to do! I can’t help her because I’m not magical, but I can’t help feeling that I’m supposed to do something. Seriously, I’m just lost.
She has an overall positive attitude about it, on the outside. But if you have a best friend, you can tell when they are actually fine and when they are scared shitless. She is scared shitless, and who can blame her?
She has less than a year to live. What am […]
By any means, I am not a ray of sunshine. I can’t help it. I’m only a teenager and I’ve basicly given up on life. I have no hopes for the future.
I used to want to be a journalist. I wanted to move back to Ireland and write about everything and anything. I wanted to get married and have a kid or two. I just wanted something out of life, but now I feel nothing. I feel numb. I just don’t know what I actually want. I had plans to do marvelous things with my best friends. But now, since one’s dead and the other […]