Around last year, 7th grade, I started feeling depressed for no reason. I was crying every day and getting suicidal thoughts. My mother got me tested and we found out I have depression. I have switched medicines I think 3 times now. Lately I have stopped taking my medicine and I have been feeling better, but tonight I fell asleep or something and woke up with my internet pulled up with “can I overdose on celexa” in the search bar. I started crying. I still haven’t stopped. I thought about it and I’m actually thinking about what it would be like if I did kill […]
I don’t really understand the point of this site. I am not being shitty or anything like that….just wondering how all of this works?? I NEED help in finding some easy way of getting “the job” done without ANY chance of survival and in hopes of finding answers since I posted early yesterday I only had 2 comments and they were to help me as in “I am here for you” and that type of thing. Thanks, but no thanks….I just am going crazy here wracking my brain and nobody understands that I WANT an END/ just an END that is all!!!! Why do I […]
I’ve been searching all over google (I know that’s amateurish) but no matter how I try, I can’t find any. Can you guys help me out? And please for the love of god please do not preach to me, I’ve heard it all before. So yeah, any recommendations?
Exactly that. What does death mean to you? Some people are terrified of it, others happily embrace the idea. What do you think – is there such thing as an “afterlife?”
When they say silence is golden,
you know it’s true,
when you experience her,
yelling at you.
You want to cry,
you hold back tears,
everything you lost,
is so near.
You look her in the eye,
and take it like a man,
even when you’ve had enough,
when it’s all you can stand.
She doesn’t care,
she keeps yelling.
Maybe becomes physical,
she says don’t go telling.
You keep your mouth shut,
you wipe away your tears,
you put on a fake smile,
for your sanity my dear.
Once your awake,
you fear the day,
you want to go back to sleep,
and make your pain wash away.
When she […]
My mother was only 16 when she had me, she lived in England, in a place called Bath. She was walking home one day and was raped, she then got pregnant with my sister Fable and me. She moved to America, Killeen, Texas. My mom then was addicted to drugs. She raised us till we were 2, she then gave up us for adoption. My now mother adopted us when we were 4. She was abusive and she moved around so much. By the time we were 7, we had already lived in all the states except Alaska and Hawaii. My sister had been in […]
So I guess I’m staying alive… For her. I told her about it and she started freaking out (which is normal) and made me promise I wouldn’t kill myself. What made me agree though, was that she started crying when she realized, if I did kill myself after the next band concert, we would have less than 10 days. And she doesn’t cry in front of people so that was a big gigantic sign that she cares. So I’m stayin’ alive
despair welcomes me as soon as i wake. one day, i will not wake.
Im new here .. and I need help , I have issues with my dad. He doesnt seem to care at all . My family thinks that he is a good dad, but they just dont see how he really is with me . Hes a dad i probably consider as a father. I havnt been able to focus on school because of this.Im doing horrible, but i am trying my best to make my dad happy , but i always fail, he thinks im perfect .Im not. Is anybody else going through the same thing ? with a broken family ?
I’ve started watching anime lately. It’s really captured my mind and makes me zone out. I love it, the Japanese have a way of writing stories in a way you are bound to feel connected too it. The problem however is that my life looks bland and boring now..
I wish I was part of some show. The daily drag of living feels like I’m being tied up to a car and towed face down. I can’t even make myself content with desolving in daily routines anymore.
I’M SICK OF THIS SHIT!
Who is too?
She doesn’t care…
So recently I flunked out of engineering school. I feel lost now like what the hell am I suppose to do now. I’ve invested so much time into school for it to end like this. I can’t even form the words to tell my parents that I’m back a square one to find a new major. This is all I had it was my biggest accomplishment now I have nothin. I have no gf and barely any friends. I’m at mediocre college. What the point of living right now when it seem like everything is going to shit right now. I feel like I brought […]
“This might be the heartache that don’t stop hurting, it just keeps working on me, it just keeps pickin’ on me.”
I’ve tried almost everything to make it go away. Smoking, drinking, sex, and shredding my wrists.. The most helpful thing has been cutting. Seeing the blood drip and roll down my body. It’s almost like I’m draining my body of the hurt. If I just bleed enough it’ll eventually go away forever.. at least that’s what I’m hoping. I’m at a dead end and I don’t know what else to do.. tell somebody? or keep shredding my body until I’m all gone? I’m running out […]
I just don’t care enough to live anymore. Yes, I realize that life isn’t always good. Sometimes you go through hardships because it strengthens you and you learn from your mistakes. But I honestly feel as if I have gone through much more bad than good and it doesn’t ever seem as if things will get better despite the fact that I am trying. So why keep trying? Yeah, I might have it better off than some people. I also have it worse than others. And we’ll all die one day anyway… and it doesn’t matter if you’ve lived a life you wanted to live […]
Picked up my uke and played it just now for the first time in a very, very long time (probably because I want to smash it to pieces when I see it because it is a painful reminder to me) Anyway, it was horribly out of tune. I tuned it as best as I could (too impatient to put more effort into tuning).
Here’s me – playing and singing awfully out of tune w an out of tune uke. Â I don’t care much these days.
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Well, it’s been two and a half months and I still can’t walk, I’ve been trying to convince myself that my leg will heal, but no progress yet, and I’m literally in enough pain that it’s keeping me from eating, I may lose my job because I can’t work, I may actually lose the ability to walk without some form of assistance, my disability checks stopped and I can’t get ahold of anyone I need to to start them up again, and I need to get $1500 together by june, which I could do if I skipped meals and was receiving some form of an […]
I am a male, still young, but I am most likely older than you probably think.
I live in America, this is a place were greed, lies, and aggressiveness have overcome the values of health, happiness, and peace. I am not referring to just the politics, I am referring to everyone. I cannot turn my head without witnessing bullying, toxic addicting foods, absolutely no leadership offered by those who were elected into government positions, and general soon-to-be facism. I hate this place. Currently, I have no friends or caring family, I can’t feel happiness, and I am constantly restless. I feel like I am being sucked dry […]
Visions I’ve been dreaming are coming down. They’re changing my future.
Visions I had buried underground. Returning to abuse us.
I marvel at those who wake up and say amazing positive stuff on Facebook. It’s usually a lot of gratefulness “for caring about and accepting who I am today,” or it’s all “humans try…only God perfects,” or getting “my Sunday nap on before my workout,” or something. There’s always a coping strategy–a self-care tool.
Music was that for me. As a teen, especially. But as I got older, music became a chore and a job, so I couldn’t really feel good after doing it. Anything I try to do to rejuvenate myself just feels like a temporary escape, and it makes it all the more […]