Why is it that when you’re feeling even remotely happy or good about yourself something or someone has to knock you down?

I was so proud of myself for making it almost a whole 24 hours without cutting, and for me that was quiet an achievement, but them when I told a close friend (and the only person other then those on this site) about this achievement she proceeded to tell me about how pathetic it was to be happy about this, that normal people don’t count the days or hours that they haven’t cut, because there not stupid like me and don’t cut. I thought […]

Say I have a square peg and a triangular hole of roughly the same size. No matter how hard I try, I cannot make the peg fit in there. It just won’t work. I don’t have any other pegs to use. The only thing that makes sense is to give up. Continuing to try to force something unnatural makes me miserable, why would I keep doing that?

Yet that’s what everyone says I’m supposed to do, because I want it to fit so badly and I’m unhappy that it doesn’t. Wouldn’t it be better to shift my focus to something […]

head cupt in hands fingers in hear god leving me frend leving me hope leving me kife infront of me

sing me to sleep dont wake me up im all readey gon put on my favret record let me take my last pills im dark and cold

so leve me alon let me go not here aney more dont knoc on my door in the morning cos i whont get up dont bother smeling the blood

2 frends dead the rest runing not geting beter alone so glad to go got no hope my love left got so go i dont need this i  a mess im a […]

Despair

Hopeless and tired
would it really matter if I died
I’m torn in two from the inside
blind to love
full of rage
I feel like I’m in a cage
despite my hate
I appreciate the one’s who caused
so much pain
I look at my scars
remembering those years
I start to fear
just who I’ve become
I’m going insane
so heres the truth
I don’t know what I’m doing here
filled with all this despair

-Sam

maybe if I had grown up in an athiest home I wouldn’t be having this problem, but I digress.

I really fucking hate you Jesus fucking Christ. You are not fucking God, you were just some sick twisted fucking control freak who could bend people to your will and used that advantage to fool billions into believing that you are God. I’ve had enough of your fucking crosses, your fucking sacraments, your goddamn fucking flesh and blood. In fact, I’ve had enough of religion entirely. I can’t believe that for my entire life so far I believed in a book written 2000 years ago by a […]

This will be my last post ever or last words i guess i know that none of you know me. But today i will die why i cant see anything bright or good I have lost all my friends to suecide just recently i lost my girlfriend the only person i loved the most on friday of cocain. please dont try to stop me i have 3 therapist and they could not help at alland please dont tell me my parents will be sad and care if i do beacouse i will say honestly thats a bunch of bs. When you learn that you were […]

Please read and comment. I am 14 years old, and a boy. I don’t think I can take this much longer. Earlier I used to be a school topper(Currently I am in Class X). In class 7th, my rank dropped. From that point on my life has become hell. My mom is of a very high temper. She now keeps abusing me all the time and beating me. She keeps telling all my friends and relatives that I am a failure. She even broke my Lumia 820, which I ordered by my own money(Google Adsense). I don’t think I can take this anymore. I have […]

I hate the scars on my wrists and my legs. I hate them for reminding  me of my pain. I hate them for giving people a reason to judge me before they even know me. I hate when people call me emo or crying for attention. I use to cut because the physical pain was easier to bear than the emotional. a cut can be healed cleaning and bandaging the wound. Simple. But how do you heal scars that have remain open and jagged for years? Time does not heal all wounds and I will not forget the past and risk making the same mistakes.

I dont know if I am over reacting or not, but I am so tired of dealing with depression. I’m so tired of feeling tortured day in and day out and never seeing any end to anything I do.

I am currently a college student and nothing I do on campus seems to help my cause.  I am probably just feeling sorry for myself, but I am probably dyslexic and can’t stay focused in any of the classes i am taking and therefore failing them.  I find little interest in anything I do and therefore skip all of my classes that I have to go to. […]

What if in the end ill never get better?

Everyone says i will but im not sure.

How can you believe in me when i cant believe in myself.

My heart is broken.

My mind a prison.

As much as i want to die

I also want to get better.

I want someone to save me from myself.

But what if no one ever comes?

What if im destined to be alone.

My heart hurts so much i just want to turn it all off.

I wander in a trance and those are my best moments.

As much as i dont want to say it.

Im afraid to die.

Ok, so i guess i have to tell you something about me. Well im 14, girl, puertorican. So here’s the story of a messed up girl. She was never normal, never sane. Where should i begin?

Ok, I guess we should start at the very beginning. Ever since i could remember, i always thought of death. How would it feel to take that huge knife in the kitchen and just stab myself in the chest. Yeah, call me crazy. but i did wonder how it would feel to see the blood coming out of me as a waterfall and to slowly feel my soul being taken […]

Hi,

I’m a suicidal teenage girl. I’ve read some posts on this website and some of them have shed some hope on my situation, others are just very easy to relate to. I have depression, anxiety, insomnia, and OCD. For the past few years I’ve gone from having mild suicidal thoughts to having full blown plans of how I’m going to end my life. I was hospitalized last year because I told my therapist I was suicidal. The hospital I went to was awful. I really don’t want to go back, and I know if I tell my therapist how severe my desire to kill myself […]

Since I was 12 years old I’ve had a crush on a boy who would only break my heart.
Since I was 12 years old I’ve cried myself to sleep every night.
Since I was 12 years old I’ve wanted mutual feelings of attraction .
Since I was 12 years old I’ve wanted to die.
Since I was 12 years old I’ve tried to die.
I love my family, I love my friends, so I can’t die.
I want a way out, but I don’t want the people I love to feel the pain I feel everyday.
Maybe I just need a friend who understands […]

I wish I could just erase certain memories and people from my life. Totally rid them from remembrance, so I can have peace. It’s excruciating to think about things, and I just can’t get them off my mind. All those people who hurt me terribly. I’m so angry and hurt that I want to scream. But here I suffer in silence with no one who cares. So sick of not being heard or understood. It’s dangerous to feel how I feel right now.

please read and comment sorry if i didn’t type good and please dont comment” u dont know how hard my life is” m not tryng to compete
hi. internet .
i’m sorry for using you website m not suicida,l but i am
m 12 and in middle school.i have friends but they’re not real. never had a boyfriend. dont say oh your to young.that wont help. ive had a helpless crush on a guy for 8 month. but he hates me. and he has a gf that he’s in love with, like obsessed. ok so my friends only need me if 1.they need money […]

I overdosed myself on March 27,2013. i was on the edge of dying and i stopped breathing for a moment but i kept myself alive because i thought of everyone and i thought what it will be like if i would have died. so i decided to give life another chance but I’ll just see where life takes me.

Typical , unoriginal story.

Boy meets girl online.

Boy  & Girl become best friends after talking for a year.

Girl falls for Boy.

Boy has Girlfriend.

Girl won’t try anything, as long as Boy will remain her best friend.

Girlfriend meets Girl online.

Boy admits his Girlfriend doesn’t like her.

Girlfriend is paranoid, having random tantrums whenever Boy talks to Girl.

Girl wonders why.

Boy admits he never mentioned her before.

Boy reassures Girl they will talk no matter what.

One day, Boy becomes cold towards Girl.
Boy removes any traces of Girl from his life.

Girl cries herself to sleep.
Girl cries herself to sleep.

Girl cries herself to sleep, ever-day , two months straight.
Girl cries herself to sleep, til […]

Always a mistake. From day one.

Born a mistake to make mistakes from then on out. Too nerdy, too white, too black, too lame, too anti social, lonely, needy, melodramatic, overthinking, foolish. Over dependent. Financially retarded. Backwards.

Stupid little fucking hope, that bird never stopped singing for one second. But it was always a mistake. Trying to make it work, fit in society, make it fit into me. For what? To live as a constant disappointment?

Always a victim and a mistake, fucking up confident and alive but having the audacity to be surprised when what goes up comes down. Living good despite a miserable existence. Then living shit […]

I just want to break my face on your stupid skull. I want to hang myself on your doorstep. I want to blow my brains out in front of your eyes. But nothing I can do will ever make you give a single shit, so I will just neck myself alone in my closet and swing there for a couple of days until somebody somewhere thinks what the fuck ever happened to that dumb shit who always walked with his fucking head down, what the fuck was his problem anyway. Don’t tell me I am a selfish ass, I lived this way for  16 years, […]

I feel trapped, caged, waiting to get out.

Then what?

Go to college?

Be force-fed information again?

Sit down and have people tell me what I need to know?

Go to another institution, following more rules and regulations so I can do what,

get a stable career the rest of my life?

Everyone’s always telling me how important it is.

Everyone’s doing it

Everyone’s going to college.

What I really want to do is run barefoot in an open field and fall asleep under the stars

I want to ride a vintage motorcycle down a country road as fast as I can

to smoke cigars in a bar with a shot of whiskey

to go where I want […]