Maybe the life I’ve build, is the one I deserve. But is it really fair for someone to only be able to build a Horror-Mansion, while others get a Dreamhouse done.? They call it ‘having the tools to deal with setbacks’. I’ve never aquired anything more than a pair of old rusty scissors, to cut the caution tape, that I’ve wrapped around my Mansion, for normal folks to stay away.

Trespassers would still get in. They love being part of the haunted feeling once in a while. They’re lucky they get to leave that feeling, because I don’t. I have to stay here, isolated and question […]

I don’t want to get out of bed. I don’t want to do anything. I just want to sleep. Sleep, until I don’t feel this sense of overwhelming futility anymore. I want to go back, to when I still had hope. To when I still felt life could be worth living. Now I can’t even imagine experiencing contentment or peace.

I don’t know how to fully explain this feeling.I’m certain that I’m going to die soon. Actually I’ve been taking antidepressants on and off (SSRI) and I would take 5 mg for days then switch to ten, then not take it for some days really depending on my moods. Honestly, I got very paranoid I felt like taking them would change me completely and make me an idiot for the rest of my life. I also had some very troubling thoughts about burning myself it was almost as if I was obsessing over the idea of doing it . I wanted to burn myself to […]

I feel alone, I have friends and a good relationship with my family however I feel alone, it´s like if I was empty inside, sometimes I dont feel anything at all, it´s horrible, its like a feeling of being empty inside and not feeling anything at the same time. And what anoys me is not having any reason to feel alone.

I dont know how I feel, it´s not that I want to die I just want to disppear without hurting anyone. The thing is, you can just get help, but i feel that I don´t have any reason to be sad and I dont want to talk to a psycologist when some people have real problems, my life is good so why do I feel this way. I just can´t take it anymore, I want to leave this world and my mind, i want to finally relax.

The people that I live with in this house or city, they don’t care about me, they want to destroy me, they don’t care if I die

Is this love that I’m feeling, is this the love that I’ve been searching for

But it wasnt…

Not once did I say or do anything. I even fucking encouraged it! And the one time I did say no, it was followed by a threat and then I assume a chance lost as we stopped hanging out shortly after due to me being kicked out.

I wish I had died when I was still a kid. Around that time, I think I really realized I don’t want to live, that everything is pointless. At least I didn’t yet realize what the deal was with my family, and I still believed Santa Claus exists.

I would have missed nice things (mainly those that did not happen to me but were books, movies and ideas), and I would have also  missed endless self-loathing, painful interactions with others that bore no fruit whatsoever, the endless frustration, the endless boredom. I would have skipped dealing with mental illness, and knowledge that I’m a disappointment to […]

How much more do I have to suffer. Why do I have to keep holding on, why can’t I find a solution, I’m tired, please stop torturing me

I just registered here because I read that this place is sort of “mystical” and I guess a part of me is trying to cling on to any hope that keeps me from wanting to actually act on my suicidal thoughts.

Then I realized that suicide isn’t “mystical” and the people who are/were suicidal know that isn’t the best word to describe it. Suicide isn’t beautiful or interesting; its destructive /repulsive and deserves no respect whatsoever. Feeling like ending your life isn’t poetic .

I don’t know why I actually signed up here; I don’t know if it’ll help, but I do know that I need saving […]

The world has many names. Some call it just ‘The World’, others, ‘Gaia’, ‘Mother Earth’. If you look at the vast religions, everyone has a unique way of referring to this pale blue dot in such a maternal manner, quite romantically.

Even though the world is the inspiration to my great minds, it is also the downfall to a great number of souls. I, for one, am amongst the ones this world has shaped in a not-so-gentle fashion.

Incidentally, life can’t get much worse. And for those who know my story, I would like to extend a parallel to what I wrote last time. I may even […]

Logic

By ClaboC

You’re there

Peering out on the edge of the window

You look down

A chasm deeper than the Mariana

You’re above it but still drowning

Till finally, you feel the push

Was it the wind?

Was it your fears?

No, you were thrown.

Discarded by some fool who’d lost grip on reality

And there goes gravity

You fall

The suffocating turns into air

Air into freedom

Freedom into fear

Fear… then, regret

It’s too late

You’re already falling

No parachute to save you now

And god is on a business call

…

…

…

Concrete, bones

Screams, cries

What is real?

Who knows, cause now the only thing real is the pain.

The suffering you once felt is gone

Replaced by pain indescribable with words

You’re dying

The clock ticks

Everything ever, flows […]

I used to believe (foolishly) that my life mattered, even though I was aware of some lives being more valuable than others, it’s like this truth was too hurtful to me as a child so I didn’t believe it. But my mother did not love me, as she showed me so many times. I have been loved for my body, for my sex, for the idea of me, but I have never been loved. The reason me being suicidal bothers anyone is their own selfish fear of death. I don’t care. I know James and his mom helped me out of guilt and also cause […]

I’m not sure what I thought I would accomplish. I’ve been running from my depression for weeks now. Dealing with small fires, my ex put all my shit outside and changed the locks, I got a new job and my boss thinks I’m completely incompetent, I had to estrange myself from my parents because they were toxic. I’ve been running from my suicidal thoughts by filling my days with boys, and friends and activity and work. But it caught up with my today and all I could think was how much of a relief it would be to just end it. Just thinking about […]

I don’t know why it happened but everything seems to go straight past me, I’m not able to maintain anything in my thoughts, I read something and have no idea what it said, everything from a two sentence email to a chapter in a book, I keep rereading it telling myself to focus on the words but my mind wanders off to wherever and idk, nothing. This also happens during conversations. It’s extremely frustrating. Maybe it’s adhd/add? I’ve never had that before though, I don’t think that’s something that just pops up as an adult.
I just think I would feel better if I could focus.

I’m trying to think of a time where I was proud to be me. Where I was glad to be me. I can’t think of any. I think for brief moments in my life I was proud of certain things. But I think about it and all seems so superficial and meaningless. I have very few skills to be proud of. Very few accomplishments that I can think of. I’m only really good at getting good grades. But even then I feel like I got it trough luck and because I got things handed to me. […]

Please

Take this

And run far away

Far away from me

I am tainted

And happiness

And peace of mind were never meant for me

When I was little, I really didn’t care what anyone else thought of me. I had little to no interest in making friends, but I was pretty happy. Then around middle school, my parents and teachers basically decided that me being alone so much was not OK. They started telling me over and over that I had to do more social activities, and that I really had to start caring what other kids thought, and become interested in what they were interested in. I did end up learning some social skills and making a few friends. But I also started to believe that I was […]

Some days are harder than most. And on my hard days, that tough love bs of the “the world doesnt revolve around u Ellen, life keeps going and u need to keep moving on” is def not what some1 like me needs. In fact that makes me angry an want to burn my bridge with u.