Okay, so I know this is probably seen time and time after again. Some poor sap crying about how sad they are about their relationship issues. And normally I would be one of those people who would be quick to call the person out on their drama, but idk, its different for me. I’ve recently started coming out of the closet. I’m a guy btw. My parents were supportive. I’ve told a couple friends and they’ve been supportive. I’ve been dating this guy for the last 7 months and have fallen head over heals in love with him. He is so special to me. He’s […]
Can I come over and hang out, then =/
My life is bullshit. some would say I’m lucky, I mean, I got things that all materialistic people want, I’m not poor and I live in a fairly decent house, Even I, a 14 year old girl owns her own summer house. but the things that i have, don’t represent how shitty my life is, every night my mum is screaming and shouting at everyone, me, my sister, my grandma. my father left me at young age, not that I care.
I used to be called a prodigy, on top of everyone else, best scores, ‘teachers pet’, A* everywhere. they called me an artist, a mathematician, […]
Help me, I need help. I can’t stop cutting.. deeper and deeper. My suicidal thoughts are just growing stronger and stronger. I can almost not control them. I’ve wanted to commit suicide so many times. But I can’t. My depression and anxiety are taking over. Help me.. please.. I don’t know what to do. HELP.
I believe as long as people (1) are not in debt OR have completed a filing for bankruptcy, AND (2) they’ve made arrangements for any dependants to be properly cared for after they’re gone, they should be allowed access to safe and painless (or as near-to-painless-as-possible) options for committing suicide. Yes, I’m completely serious. The reason I think so is not just because I think we all should have a right to end our own lives, but because if things were arranged that way on a *societal* level then I feel people would be more supportive of those around them. Sure you could still gaslight/invalidate […]
I wish you would say hello to me. Ask me how I’m doing. But I know you will always choose her over me and I will sit here with all the loyalty and love I had for you and let it rot.
being alone hurts but I think it’s necessary now.
but forget about lonliness. My goal for the next hour, if my therapist decides to roleplay in session again in a few minutes, is to not have a breakdown on the way home again. Can’t fucking live the nightmares over and over again.
🙂 The bud makes bad days, good:-)
Who wants to come to California n hang out with me :o(
The ‘no harm in trying’ spell no longer works to motivate me. I think of my failures, how it became almost constant, and I just lose faith in any light of hope.
Now, there is ‘no point in trying’ at all. Everything isn’t worth it anymore.
Living in a country in which the majority of its people has very little, if any, empathy on ‘suicide’, I really don’t think killing myself is gonna change anything. People do not care.
I’m stuck. So badly. I just can’t go on.
That’s why I have a sleeping pill back up . take 3 and done.
Fuck, I thought my presentation was 5mins, nope it’s 20mins, fuck why do I have to have social anxiety
Calms me down so much
I had a really tough night last night. Nothing that bad happened but I just felt out of control and really really terrible.
Even after sleeping I still feel really terrible. Now I have these feelings inside me that won’t go away and I don’t know how to release them.
I feel the need to hurt myself. It’s really really strong. I promised not to cut myself, so I started scratching myself and pulling out my hair because I don’t know how else to release my feelings.
I want to hurt myself. I want to release my anger and anxiousness and feelings of being out of control and […]
Behind my smile is a hurting heart, behind my laugh i’m falling apart. Look closely at me and you will see, the girl i am, it isn’t me …
Nobody has a clue. I smile, i laugh, i put on such a huge front but inside i’m empty. I’m struggling to survive. Not only emotionally but physically too. I can’t even afford to buy food. Most days i go home and sit and watch tv and don’t eat. I eat once a day. I’m slowly fading away and people say “you’ve lost weight, you looking so good” but actually it’s not by choice. Tomorrow is my […]
Every road, that’s wrong
Seems like the road, I’m on
Every sign just seems unclear
Won’t you come switch me on
Don’t know where I’ve gone
And I, I wish I was here
My life is a downtrodden groundhogs day.
I wake up every morning with a varying degree of hope and slowly pull myself out of bed. I turn on my computer, if it isn’t already on to charge my phone overnight, and my monitor then venture into the kitchen for a fresh cup of water. I like water. Fortunate I suppose, I know most people don’t. I could gladly skip juices and soft drinks for a steady supply of water. A fresh sip splashes my mind and cools my senses. Today isn’t so bad, I think to myself. If I’m hungry I’ll peer into the fridge and […]
maybe my last letter written to him…
i registered for some blog open blog of suicide notes etc..
i once wanted to leave my story. but now..
you have taken the last shred of me.. with your coldness, dismissal. and lack of compassion..
i am but a hand full of dust waiting to be blown, and scattered, erased in the winds … of a life vanished meaningless and alone
i’ve done amazing things in my life, had some incredible experiences. most of my life was as a professional creative… now.. 17 days left. I tried once in ’97 didn’t expect to wake up…
i won’t make that mistake again… i hope.
so much anguish..i gave it a year then another year and another now i have lost every thing.. or about to. betrayed and lied to. a job so miserable i almost pull my hair out to survive a bad call.. i used to earn $72 an hour and that was low for what i did .. and now . its humiliation and abuse i abide […]
I feel so alone. My parents are in another country and my friends are far away. My new friends here with me always leave to see their families. I’m really all alone. I have no one to reach out to. No one that could help me and ease my pain and my lonelyness. I want to keep hurting myself as punishment of being weak minded. But my boyfriend will see it. He doesn’t know how messed up I really am mentaly. Telling him might mean losing him. I just want to end it. My self hatred is really too much to bear.