I’m never sure what’s the right thing to do, or what’s the right thing to say. I believe we all spend so much time not saying how we truly feel, and we do this because we fear consequences, we want to ignore reality, or we truly are uncertain of how we feel. Regardless of what it is, we always hide our true thoughts and feelings. We even do it to ourselves, we change and warp our own reality to base it off an ideal world that we want to believe in but never really exists. But then again what is reality? We live in the […]
I am 18, depressive, bipolar, an alcoholic, on zoloft, and way too sensitive. Yesterday I messed things up with this guy I was dating. We were talking at night in bed ( I was drunk and high ) and he started talking about how because of our 7 year age difference our relationship, as in officially dating, wouldnt last long. Basically during this conversation I told him I loved him (to which he replied ‘I’m not there right now’), and I cried. I behaved in a way that maintained no dignity for myself.
I have been unspeakably depressed all day today. Really, the worst I’ve […]
I’m afraid I’m going to kill myself and I really don’t want to. I’m bipolar and my bipolar disorder has caused the guy I was dating (the one I thought I was going to marry, has left me do to a bipolar freak out of mine (I’ve been hurting him so much for so long) and this is not the first time I’ve done this to someone I loved) . I’m severely depressed and have been off and on for seven years. In high school, I used to cut myself and have attempted suicide once before when I was 15. I told my family about […]
Dear Stomach,
I really appreciate the influence your constant hurting has on my blues music. It really adds a unique flavor, again much thanks.
A little word of wisdom though, we’ve seen this scene play out before in the 90’s with a Mr. Kurt Donald Cobain. It did not end well!!
History is doomed to repeat its self if you do not learn from the past.
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It’s coming from the women and the men.
O baby, we’ll be making love again.
We’ll be going down so deep
the river’s going to weep,
and the mountain’s going to shout Amen!
It’s coming like the tidal flood
beneath the lunar sway,
imperial, mysterious,
in amorous array:
Democracy is coming to the U.S.A.
Let me start of by saying this. Shit really sucks. I know all of you think that getting out is the best way to go. I’m not doing this to change your mind. I’m doing this to make a point. Maybee it will help some of you and maybee it won’t. Who knows. If you have the time. You can keep reading.
I was 11 years old. It was the last day of the 5th grade for me. I had gone home with my bestfriend that day. (She only lived a block away from me.) We were so Excited school was out, and we had the […]
I’m Emofobic(=scared of blood). Yes,when I see blood I feel bad and I fell like that I’m gonna throw up or faint. Yeah,it’s quite hilarious but..I’m a strange person. lol
Yes,I write a lot about me because I want to let it all out.
Now I’ve died alone, cremate my sorry ass and throw my ashes in the trash heap
Think of me no more – you never thought of me anyway
Life ain’t what you think it ought to be when you’re born into a dysfunctional family
The sharp knife of a lonely life – well I’ve had more than enough time
Make me a symbol-I’ll stand for all the lonely souls in this world
They’ll know that there’s a way out cause the world doesn’t give a damn about you
I’ve never known what love really is – I made none and take none with me
Who would have thought that hope could be […]
I’m not totally okay. I wake up thinking ‘Please God,kill me.’ BUT I wear a mask for all the day..you know ‘Hi!The sun is shining,I love you and this is a beautiful day,yay!’ HAHAHAHAHA Lies. The truth is that I think about kill myself the most of the time. I’m a f*ck-up. I try to do the best but…I’m not enough. A few times ago I promised to my best friend of not cut again..but I can’t. When I’m sad, I think about it and I do it,I hate myself for this. WHY CAN’T I BE LIKE THE OTHER GIRLS?!
Now,it’s christmas and..well,I want […]
It’s hard to be writing this.
Have you ever watched the movie Martyrs? If not so, it isn’t really relevant. I’ll just explain a short scene. In this, there’s a image seen hanging on the wall. Then a woman proceeds to explain. The photo is of a man who suffered a car accident. In the time the picture was taken, he was still alive and with his whole body shattered by the engines of his own car. He was also the only survivor and was stuck. And he stayed there for long, long hours in this deserted road.
That’s how I feel mentally.
And my ambulance is […]
do i need to purchase a connector or can i secure enough tape to the black valve and connect the plastic tubbing and then turn open the value on top of the tank?
I’ve had quite a few people get intouch with me so far, the conversations have been great, but I’m wondering who else is out there?
I’m a 21 year year old guy from the UK. I have anxiety, I get depressed, and I have suicidal thoughts. I don’t normally talk about my own issues, though I’m always upfront with others, I’ve found it easier to talk deeper about said issues with someone that actually relates, but I would also like to talk about other things. A few interests of mine include listening to indie/rock music, watching movies and shows, and playing videos games. I don’t get […]
Kids don’t give a shit about you as their parent, they just live to make sure that every day you have with them is full of misery.
Just over a year ago I lost my husband to Lung Cancer. The bottom dropped out of my world then. I had an attempt 49 days later, but someone found me. I thought I may have found a reason to go on, but no, it’s just an illusion.
My son turned 18 yesterday. He informed me earlier in the week that I had destroyed his life and he hated me, and then walked out of my house […]
1st complete year in muay thai classes and some fights,i had cronic depression since 15 .i love to smoke leaf of poweerd,i smoke aibce was 15 because of my depression.life was shit every day,my depresion was hand to hand by anxiety and that shit was killing me from inside.my psichologist told me to do something i liked,sonething that motivates me to go on and fight forward.but nothing seemed to pull me forward.i started drinking and smoking the green leaf constabtly.i was fucking sick.having dairy antidepressives and my favourite mirtazapine and i loved trankimazin but l quited after aa big puking addiction.then one day at […]
No this post is not about hell. It is a quote I found the hit home with the weight of a metal slugger. Especially the final line. But its a good hit. A cathartic one. The pain feels good because you know that someone else hurt enough to take the swing.
The so-called ‘psychotically depressed’ person who tries to kill herself doesn’t do so out of quote ‘hopelessness’ or any abstract conviction that life’s assets and debits do not square. And surely not because death seems suddenly appealing. The person in whom Its invisible agony reaches a certain unendurable level will kill herself the same way […]
Trapped inside this dream of Waking Life
The only way I can escape is taking flight
Because I need to finally reach my greatest height
I just hope that someday I’ll make it right
The screen said to me: “dream is destiny”
on a morning when I couldn’t find the best in me
after a long night that didn’t set me free
because I found out I’m not yet who I expect to be
Analyzed all the things that I ignore
they used to be the things I would kill for
Priorities changed, life always meant more
than just passing out on a porcelain pillow ’til […]
I’ve got it planned out and I know where I’m going to do it just not sure of the exact “when” of the act.
Here’s the note I wrote and plan to leave:
I, (my legal name) born on …. in …. and currently residing at… being of sound or unsound mind do hereby make this my suicide note. I have of my own free will jumped and shot myself in the head on the way down to impact fully intending to end my life here and now and not screw up and become a vegetable. I thought this out and planned it thoroughly as I was […]
I have like to have to die this world is to hash for to handle. When I think of way to die or kill myself, I laugh as if all my pain is freed from my soul. I ask anyone out there is this good?
I used to be the popular  girl – cheerleader , great boyfriend .. but then everything changed . I feel no need to live anymore .. I’m not happy , and nobody wants me around ..  I cut , but it doesn’t help anymore..
Hello.. this is my first post here and well… I don’t know what to do. I’m 16 and an alcoholic, i cut, and i don’t really feel I have anything to live for, i’m slowly distancing myself from everyone, including my girlfriend and well. I just don’t know what to do with myself anymore.