Stories of Loss

For those who have passed on.

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Memories in Reverse

  December 25th, 2017 by SunshinesBlackhole

So the boy I was falling in love with died less than three months ago and I’m okay sometimes and other times it’s worse than when I got assaulted years ago and thought I was dying.

Memories of him always pop up, always freeze me up, make me break down and hide away and I’m fairly used to it, but I’m the past few days I’ve been having memories of him that never happened nor could ever happen, because, well, he’s dead now.

I see him and I playing in the snow together. I see him surprising me with cute things. Celebrating the holidays. I feel myself …

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The worst year

  December 23rd, 2017 by The Wrong Boy

So….man,that wont to be a good year,it’s not just for me but for everyone here in the blog,i know it has persons with more problems than me or we but i just don’t like to have these problems,my life is just a sadness history with so many pain and depression….and that are not just words but feelings…MY feelings,and now my feelings are so sad….downed…btw,here…do you know Christmas?..Yeah,it’s what’s going to happen soon but now i already recived my gift AND i recived NOTHING….seriously,i just recived nothing,my 3 sisters just recived a fucking Tablet…..i don’t care about what they recived,but,man,i just need a good day,a good …

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current state of my mind

  December 21st, 2017 by Caelum

Hello

I am not sure how to start…I have this kind of suicidal thoughts more than 10  years now(around in my mid 20es). What is my situation now?I took a break in my studies.I studied business information in the 6th semester but I never graduated by University.It isn’t like I hate or love my minor but after some semesters I think it is boring and not enjoyable to study and work in this subject/environment.

I felt always like I don’t belong to anyone or group not because I am hyper shy/introverted but I am like jack of all trades.Actually during my studies I built my own social …

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Bad things

  December 14th, 2017 by mranony

It’s been a while since I had a really bad dream from the past. It’s the season maybe lol.

I wonder if I wasn’t molested by adults or became a victim of incest… I wonder if I’ll be a better person than I am today.

I wonder if they ever forget. I wonder if remembering makes me a slut because even now I can’t forget their touches. I can never forget and it makes me hate my everything.

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I was already bad, and then he died

  December 14th, 2017 by SunshinesBlackhole

So, I first wrote on here in 2013 talking about my budding depression.

I’ve had lifelong issues: chronic illnesses, abusive parents, bullying, many sexual assaults, death of family members, panic attacks, self-harm, suicide attempts.

I wrote in here when I was fourteen. I’m nineteen now, a sophomore at a good college. Decent GPA. I haven’t cut myself in years, I was seeing a therapist, on some helpful medication. I was better, never good, but better.

I had a bad breakup a few months prior. I was getting diagnosed with yet another a new chronic illness. I was estranged from my friend group because of said breakup, and my …

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being your illness

  December 12th, 2017 by onemorehour

 

 

i lost my grip about 5 years ago, i started thinking that everyone i loved hated me, that they would leave me, and so i pushed them away.

 

i had been through a lot of trauma with the people i loved, people we loved had killed themselves and as we always took life as it was a little harder than the rest, i thought they would understand, that they would stay by me as i had stayed by them, that they might help me out. they could not handle it and i manifested the abandonment through my paranoia and dramatic cries for help that no one …

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How my life has changed for the better/ worst

  December 6th, 2017 by texasmedic

I’ve had a lot on my mind tonight and I figured I’d write this to maybe help someone. I’m a 24 year old Paramedic and I’ve been in 911 for 5 years and I love my job. Back in 2014 I was in a motorcycle wreck in April, to keep things short I broke my leg, foot, wrists, hands, and had internal damage. After almost 6 months of therapy I went back to work. During that time frame I had two immediate family deaths, found out my Dad was a pill addict for the past (then) 10 years, and a friend of mine killed himself …

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Everything in one post (Almost everything)

  November 29th, 2017 by Fuckedupworld

Well, uh I don’t know where to begin really. Here goes nothing.

I’m 17 years old, male by the way. I’ve not gone through much but that small, meaningless actions I went through shifted me into who I am today and brought me up to wander along the idea of suicide.
Now let’s get to the very beginning, ever since the first grade I had this cousin of mine who was the same age of mine, and our families decided to set us up on the same class.
She, yup I know, well she’s been a pain in ass ever since the first grade, hell I think she’s …

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My story if anyone cares

  November 28th, 2017 by Max

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I’m new here.

  November 26th, 2017 by imlost93

Im so glad I found a place where I could release all of my thoughts , and not be forced to just let keep things inside. I’m 24 years old, I have 1 kid. I lived alone once upon a time, work a ft job while my son attends Daycare. The father isn’t in the picture . Now, my mother has moved in and I also have a boyfriend that lives with me. Before they moved in I felt sad, alone and depressed, which is why I agreed to have them here. Now I feel even more alone, down, lost and depressed. I feel like …

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Violently Stressed

  November 25th, 2017 by GerbzBaby

As I’m typing this I feel like having a meltdown at work. Every call, every person that I talk to gets me angry. I feel like taking my fist to a wall. I’ve become very moody and violent as of late because of family and friends. They don’t listen and my friends either replace me with someone else or obsess the fuck over my sister. I feel unwanted and I want to run from it. Hanging out with my shit ass friend didn’t help me becaus he just kept trying to get my sisters attention as I tried to make a conversation with him. …

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When is this suffering going to end and why doesnt anyone understand

  November 17th, 2017 by wondrwomn

Nobody wants me to go but nobody is trying to make things better. Since ive been hospitalized ive become single, friendless, and my family moved out of the country. Im so painfully alone i come home from work and drink and go to bed. Im so tired and i wish he would just take me back then maybe I’d have that one spark of light. But he doesn’t want me and that leaves me alone.

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Why?

  November 15th, 2017 by Rosaaa

It seems that that’s the number one question on my mind.

Why am I here ? Why do I feel so sad?

Why can’t I succeed?

Why am I treated the way I am?

I feel so alone I have no body to talk to I have no feeling I’ve became so numb.

How much longer?

I sit and write the final suicide note…

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Its shocking what people post online

  November 8th, 2017 by lonewolf23

I guess facebook and social media is where all the deep shit is. I just created my first facebook account and i saw all the shit my family members post and some of it surpises me. Its not even just family members but also old friends. I am shocked by their distrust in me. They have all these problems going on and yet they can’t talk to me about it in person. They wanna go tell their “homies” first before i even find out about it. Which naturally begs the question what the hell am i to them? I am their brother, son, friend. So …

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Can we talk about mental health care providers real quick?

  November 5th, 2017 by greyghoste

A.k.a. how fucking useless they all are? The only thing mental health care providers have ever done for me is make me feel like they’re exploiting my mental illness as an expendable source of income. 0% helpful. 100% scam. And yet everybody swears by them while I am absolutely convinced that the mental health services are pseudoscience. They don’t give a SHIT about me unless I’m paying. And then they have the audacity to take the $200 I managed to scrape together to try and get some real help, and tell me to fix it myself. Fuck all of you, I hope you all burn …

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My Suicide Note Was Addressed to You

  November 5th, 2017 by greyghoste

Even after every day you didn’t talk to me. Every day you told me you hated me. That I should leave and never come back. After every day I tried to say I was sorry for my shortcomings, and every day that you never forgave me. Every day you never apologized for your own shortcomings, for the bullying and the heartbreak, for every time I tried to share my life with you only for you to throw it back in my face. Every day you told me I looked like a whore when I put on make up when I didn’t feel confident; every day …

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The seventh

The seventh

  November 5th, 2017 by ThirdClassWorldCitizen

Previously: My life is just an image of a rollercoaster anyway

I didn’t jump from the bridge three years ago because I realized I would be able to kill myself at any moment. With this in mind I felt free, there was no rush to end everything anymore. But after I failed on yet another attempt at restarting my life, despite death being the most logical thing to me, I didn’t try to kill myself.

Death is not bad, and it is not simply a way out as some put it. It is when our minds disappear, setting us forever free of all memories, …

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Rock Bottom

  November 5th, 2017 by greyghoste

The worst part about finally achieving the happiness and contentment that you’ve always dreamed of is feeling it slip through your fingers. Feeling the hand that had found purchase in salvation lose its hold and force you back over the edge. Feeling the safety harness around your waist and in your chest snap. Feeling yourself slide down the steep slope you’ve fought your way up for years. Feeling your fingernails tear and bleed as you fight for purchase on a cliff so smooth you can see the scratches you’ve made reflected in your own face. Feeling your body hit the ground so hard you’re not …

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My life is just an image of a rollercoaster anyway

My life is just an image of a rollercoaster anyway

  November 3rd, 2017 by ThirdClassWorldCitizen

Previously: Would have I jumped?

My eternal battle to graduate from college started about 15 years ago, after I left high school. Since then I stopped and resumed my studies seven times — thinking about it makes me feel so ridiculous — and in six of these cases I had to go through all those damn lengthy admission processes. So much wasted time… I feel bad both for the wasted time of my life and the resources I made each of the universities waste with me.

My friends would be impressed by how I made admissions look something trivial, especially because I always aimed …

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Sometimes Dying on the Inside is Harder

  October 28th, 2017 by greyghoste

Do you know what it feels like to have the last person you would say goodbye to if you killed yourself tell you that you’re a terrible fucking person? I’ll tell you what it feels like. It feels like your chest caving in on itself, your throat being torn out by the vocal cords, and your heart being crushed under the weight of unspoken words. It feels like fresh makeup running in lines down your face and like each heartbeat is a damnation, an act of sin. It feels like dying in the worst possible way and makes the noose you tied from your