Accept that you’re just a product, not a gift.

so I there there are a few Buddhists on here and I think it’s honestly a good help. Me along with a lot if other people I’ve talked to get depressed a lot by simply thinking too much. In Buddhism, meditation clears your mind and calms you. it also has a peaceful lifestyle associated with it.

I often think of Buddhism as a philosophy more than a religion. Buddha himself claimed that he was not perfect and his teachings are based more on your opinions while most religions give you specific commands and rules.

“They” say I should be more confident, believe in myself. But I think I am confident. I know I’m useless, boring, weak, etc. I accept it. I am confident in my uselessness. Isn’t that true confidence, accepting your faults? I’m not going to pretend I’m something I’m not. Why deny the truth? What’s the point in faking it?

It is my first post here. I’ve discovered this website when I was attending my linguistic class. I’m a student, from abroad. I think many of you are American, and I hope my presence in here won’t disturb you. By the way, I apologize for the mistakes I may make, or the ones I may have already made, and I hope you’ll be tolerant. I’m specialising in the English world, especially the USA and the UK. I love my linguistic classes, I love my studies. But I got depressed, somehow. I thought about suicide, wrote it in Google search, and found that website. I read […]

Oh, I forgot. Nobody’s there.

I just don’t see how things will get better… I have screwed up my life and continue to let others do the same. It’s like I don’t have a backbone. That makes me feel like even if my circumstances change instantly, I will still be screwed up. I’ve lost everything. I’ve had so much stolen from me – literally. I have family that thinks it’s ok to mooch off of me – literally and mentally, and they are totally delusional about it. They have been totally dependent on me since I was a little girl. I’m surprised that I’m not on drugs. I went to […]

At the risk of becoming “that guy,” the one that’s a massive douche, is suicidal and writes poetry, I’ve written my first poem.
Wordpress didn’t seem to like the file being embeded but you can read/hear it here: https://soundcloud.com/bullfrog_88/we-believed-them-spoken-word

“The whole secret of existence is to have no fear. Never fear what will become of you, depend on no one. Only the moment you reject all help are you freed.”
― Gautama Buddha

I’ve started outlining my memoir. Finally, I’ve gotten going on this and I didn’t have to quit my job or quit school to do it. I’ll just add a little bit to the memoir project every day until it’s done. When it’s done… Then I’m going to get all my loved ones to hate me (so that killing myself will be that much easier). And when I’ve accomplished that, then I can shoot myself without having to think twice and thankfully, the memoir/very long suicide note will be there to explain my behavior.

I’ve lost you and have thus, lost the only person I used to really matter to. How […]

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I swear it’s time for me to get off the SLAVESHIP .. while I still can

I could commit to hanging in there because my circumstances can improve, but I’d also have to be prepared to walk through the storm before the potential sunny weather

this debt money system HAS TO collapse, but it won’t occur without dire consenquences

when shit gets real (the aftermath of the economic collapse), humans will start to show their true colors

for the majority of John Doe’s, all the niceness derived from social conditioning will fly out the window .. you’ll witness human nature in its truest, rawest form

just my pessimistic opinion

according to […]

Here I lay,

On my bed ,

Its my shallow grave,

Not deep enough to see my pain,

Dig a little deeper,

You’ll see it there,

Along with my soul that I left somewhere,

I hope you find what your looking for,

In this shitty life you need to close the door,

The public doesn’t need to see what I have become,

Because I am a girl,

With feelings just as strong,

Call me Mia,

I speak for us all.

Honestly though, is life really worth it. Constantly being judged and having to go get hair cuts, ugh so much work. I would rather just skip school and watch American Horror Story all day, am I right? Exactly, but that’s not how life works. We need to work for what we have. I am 14 for crying out loud and I am terrified of the future. I have a shitty job at Tim Hortons and get $10 an hour to pour coffee and listen to all my customers ***** and complain that there no donuts and I forgot a spoon with their sandwich, I know right […]

‘There once was a ghost of a boy who liked to live in the shadows, so he wouldn’t frighten people. His job was to wait for his sister, who was still alive. She wasn’t afraid of the dark because she knew that’s where her brother was. At night, when darkness came to her room, she would tell her brother about the day. She would remind him how the sun felt on his skin and what the air felt like to breathe, or how snow felt on his tongue. And that reminded her, that she was still alive.’

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Please, don’t […]

someone help me out. i feel so mad and depressed all the time.  my mom Gets into these fits of rage and when she is mad , I’m her main target.  My brothers and sisters never get into trouble, And they’d probably kill me if they had to. The last time they hot into a fight with me , after that i sat in the corner with my grandma’s old doll.😓😓I probably must sound like a  baby, but its feels really depressing to me and Im to the point of cutting and/or  killing myself . It’s like nothing is happy or fun anymore, if I […]

Thinking a lot… about family, school, friends. no one understands me. I don’t know what to do.. it everyone in the school against me.. they judge me because they see my scars. like really.. im the type of girl… who would cry in the bathroom all day without coming out.. because im that scared.. I just don’t want to feel alone anymore.

Hi Guys,

I will be going on a trip this weekend. I will be back on Sunday. I might post on Sunday. We’ll see.

Have a good weekend!

I feel pointless. I seriously do. I’ve had people know about me being suicidal and literally, 2, maybe 3, actually acted like they cared. Now I’m probably up to 4. Everyday for the past month, things keep getting worse. School, family, friends. I’ve survived this once. Twice. Three times. I don’t know if I can do it again. Maybe it’s my time to die. I feel like nobody cares, maybe nobody actually does and it’s all a lie. I guess I should say goodbye to everyone. Before I die…

The day we have to be parted

When I don’t have you next to me

The distant between us makes me feel weary and loneliness begins to creep into my heart

But everytime when I hear that song… the song we used to listen together, my heart gets dirtied away

 

As if I could feel your tender warmth when you were near

Do you know there is this one song… whenever I hear it, I would only think of you

And I don’t know how long it would be till […]