isnt there someone you wish was here with you. well yea everyone does for me it an old friend of myne her name is kyrie. but she moved to america. havnt seen her since. but we still talk alote over skype. not the same as her being here. if you relate to this coment. if you wanttto share you story of someone u miss coment. and if you want to talk about it easy coment
I came across this site a long time ago when I was going through a rough patch, and the url has always remained in the back of my mind. Those dark days were then pushed out by a new precence in my life – would you believe it, a girl. She gave me my strength back, and I became totally dependent on her, she made me happy, despite being unfaithful, unappreciative and generally all round nasty when she’d been drinking. I spent everything I earned in an attempt to make her happy, to the point that i’m now £5500 in debt.
She’s gone now, completely cut […]
I feel a little less than something when i think of how badly i need to die when others so badly wish to live
So I stumbled on this site tonight while researching methods to use when my time comes. I’m a little nervous about saying this out loud (or even in anonymous type), but yes, I do intend to end my life. Not now, or even in the near future, but when the time is right. There’s only one reason I’m still alive right now really, and that’s my dad. Not only is he a great guy and my untimely demise would shatter him, but he’s also paid a great deal of money our for my new doctor to stabilize my mental health. To her credit, btw, I’m […]
I’m thankful for a place where you can vent about the darkness of the soul,
and the tragic sufferings of life.
I am truly thankful for the responses.
I had this idea in my head about how much worse things could get in just one day,
but it works the other was just the same.
If you must go know it’s ok,
and if you must stay again know it’s ok.
I hope you all have the ability to dream,
and the fortune of friends.
Each day I slip further and further into the pits of hell. I am physically living but feel as if I walk around this universe as a ghost no one can see me no one can hear me just me and my thoughts. I was a victim of child abuse like many others. I started getting teased and picked on in 1 grade and every day and year after because I was always a little bigger. I was put down so much I never knew how to love myself. As I got older I looked and looked for that love never found it.
When I […]
Where to begin, i know you read tons of those stories and thinking everyone you read is the same but it isn’t, story is what happen to me. when i was 7 everyone made fun of how i talk and looked.i was feeling lost in the world. I was bullied everyday and i got pushed off a play structure and i black out. I have blackouts tons of times, i never tell anybody because all my life my siblings always had me to tell my parents i did what ever was broking or missing so i got tired of trying to tell the […]
… registered here. So far hasn’t been so bad other than that cluster fuck that caused me to register in the first place. See, we can all be kind to each other when we want to. Maybe, maybe it’s just my inability to get pissed off anymore that I wonder why others get so mad over silly things so easily. But I do appreciate the hospitality you all have shown me since I announced my pressence here on SP. Good Vibrations to you all, and may you be able to wade through the shit in your lives and travel the extreme dissonance you need to trek through to have a better life. […]
Drunken Religion:
On the off chance the inspiration in me
Is genuine and not a result of the chemical mix within me
I present myself to the universe whole
And request forgiveness for the sin that breeds beauty within me when I can’t feel my soul
My inhibitions turn up dead
Life is crazy and I can’t decide whether God only exists in my head
False bravado is the solution when
Cheap vodka is my only friend
The love of my life passed me by tonight
In the dark in the wee hours of graduation night
At first I wasn’t sure it was her and […]
Hi everyone don’t mean to boast but I’m still alive. Lets all make it through at least one more day. I promise I will. Thanks for everyone who has helped with kind words. I’m in a better position today than I was even a couple months ago. Dont mean to brag just wanna say thanks to anyone who says kind or helpful words.
What in the -Before I get into this, be warned, I am very vulgar- endless cosmic cluster fuck happened to SP? I mean, seriously? It seems after the visual change everyone just kinda changed into argumentative assholes. Well not everyone, but anyway, it seems as though this place has turned into a war zone. It usually hasn’t been like this (Since I found this site a few months ago), except for a few disagreements here and there. But it almost never got like this. But alas, fighting is in human nature. Oh yeah, I forgot to mention; Like I said before, I found this site months ago and […]
I’m sooo scared to go back to therapy.. I don’t want to but my parents are making me! I was in therapy for 2.5 YEARS and it didn’t do anything! Honestly my church has done 100% more in 1.5 YEARS than therapy ever did. It’s annoying, makes the depression even worse, and honestly I haven’t even been feeling depressed lately… sorry for those of you who are not into Christianity (DO NOT GIVE ME CRAP FOR IT PLEASE).. I’ve gotten more involved with the church, gotten involved in outreaches, and might even be going on a mission trip to Mexico in August. I’m finally happy […]
Ever since I was little I would write letters to the people in my family who had died. I write my dead cousin alot. I tell how much I hate living. I tell her how much I hate my life, how my mother picks my sister over me. I told her about my trip to the suicide ward. Its strange how just writing it down can make it feel better. I wrote to her yesterday about how I have a plan to kill my self and I have a note writen out just for when they find me. I write to her because she is […]
Why do some people–I’ve noticed it a lot on this site–call one a troll if you say something that upsets their feelings, no matter how truthful and factual you are being?
Essentially it goes like this:
Person A is debating Person B. Â Person A says something Person B gets upset by. Â Person C interjects and agrees with Person A. Â Person B says Person A is also Person C and a troll.
So the logic is … everyone who agrees with Person A is Person A.
Do you think this line […]
Hello….
It’s been a little while
Since I’ve last asked myself
The question
How am I?
Well how am I?
I’m doing okay.
I’m not good
But I’m not bad
A few days ago
I got to talk about
My life
To someone that cared
And listened
They asked me
“How is your life?”
And I, of course, replied with
“No, how are you?”
But what surprised me
Is then they said
“That’s not the point of the question,”
I’ve been busying myself more
If I’m bored I’ll watch YouTube videos
Or I’ll do a mini project
Like today I rearranged my room
It took a while
Maybe […]
Wonderful?
I have heard a lot of complaining lately about the people on this site. I think, however, that you are all wonderful… Yes, even the people who have vented their frustrations about SP (I am sorry it isn’t as helpful to you as it once was). This world has dealt you some heavy blows, and for that I am sorry. I know that you are here to vent, or to seek support, or to share, or to help, or whatever the case may be. You’re reason for being here doesn’t matter to me, nor does the way you choose to express yourself. I value […]
The beginning  of January I became depressed at first i didn’t think i was i thought it was because i didn’t believe it, i went to talk to someone nd i got some medication and it worked for a month until i had lost control, my step dad was in a metal worker so he knows what to do but when i feel depress try everything i can to find ways to kill myself. I look at my siblings and want to be them. I wanted to die but now i want to get better
So I told my psychiatrist about my overdose a couple weeks ago; they now know of three of my suicide attempts. And each time they haven’t done squat to help me. Yet again I was told of  the dangers it can cause my liver and all that, he asked my how likely it was that I’d try again. I said there’s a 50/50 chance I would. So I was basically telling her that I probably, almost more than certain would do it again. So what did she do? Tell my mum what happened and tell her to remove all medication from the house; […]
I was here and then I left, hoping something had changed that didn’t.
Now I’m back and I just don’t know what to say anymore.
Third time’s the charm, though. For better or worse, something is going to happen this time around.
So hi guys.
Would anyone mind talking a while?