Will I ever find love? Will I? I am the only one up in my house and I’m wondering about life, love, and me. I just wonder if there is something wrong with me. I look around and see happiness and I’m drowning in my own pool of sadness. I seem happy my friends tell me all the time that I seem so happy and perfect. Those words haunt me. Perfect. But the fact-of-the-matter is that I’m truthfully lonely. Really lonely. I just want someone. I know I can’t really spare the heartbreak but it must be nice to have someone hold me when things get […]
a girl is going to diy
and ill never see her face
and all the efots i put in will be in vane i feel
because shes the other side of the wold to me and i can not see her face
she lives in the usa the land of the brave and the free
well that must be a liy !!!!! cos for a girl to diy that yong
and for no one to be ther
for the sun may shine its briteist
but sheel all ways be in the dark cos know one ever lisiond to her when she calld for some one to be there and all day i shall […]
I am so done.. So sick and tired of trying. Why did he just let me die Instead of taking me to the hospital
What utter incompetence. do you think I want people to know my email?
These people who threaten to commit suicide by downing a bottle of Tylenol or jumping from the second story window of their house are just kidding themselves. If you’re really going to, please spare us the lame details that make it unlikely that it’ll be successful. If you want real help and support from others, state that you feel like ending it all. That’s enough to draw attention from others to give you words of encouragement. That’s what you obviously need. If you really wanted to end it, you’d use a method that would likely ensure fatality.
Sometimes I want to die, too. One day when I actually decide […]
as they sat on a hill
a sunset deep into their eyes
they stared and stared
into what they tried to find
all they need is happiness
all they need is love
all they need is motivation
as he sat there
and sat there
he thought of ways to die
as she sat there
and sat there
she too wanted to die
but as well tried to save his life
oh please dont go
oh please dont go
we will be forever
do you really mean that
of course i do
only you were meant for forever<3
as the words left the boys mouth
he realized how sorry he is
I am 56 years old. I have no money, no property, no assets, no pension, no income and, frankly, no marketable skills. I have large unpaid tabs at several local hostelries and debts to most of my friends here which I have secured on the (false) assurance that money is on the way from my (long closed) UK accounts. Help and understanding (of any sort) have long since dried up. I am largely looked upon as the liability which I am.
I have been staying at a cheap hotel locally since I was evicted from my apartment three weeks ago for non-payment of rent. I […]
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I’m sick of looking at myself in the mirror. I’m sick of my boyfriend looking at pictures of these perfect girls on his computer while I sit right next to him and soak in my self hatred. I wish I could be better I wish I didn’t have to make excuses for myself, I wish I had the strength to change. but instead I die inside everyday, as I pick myself apart bit by bit… I don’t even worry about the scars anymore, what’s the point. one of these days I’ll build up enough courage to pushthe razor a little deeper, then I’ll never […]
The comments on my first post made me cry. Not sad, lonely tears that I’ve grown to know; but happy tears. For the first time in my life, I don’t feel so alone.
I was very nervous to come here and talk about any of my experiances, due to my thinking of what if they don’t belive me? What if they think I’m making everything up because no one can live through what I’ve been through and willingly talk about how painful it was?   But then, I started reading through some of the experiences.
I wrote this to thank those who gave me words of strength and […]
I’m jumping, but thanks for being my friends. I love you but were on different sides of the world i bet. bye loves… Miss me not.
xx Jacqueline.
So I have been fighting the urge to kill myself off and on for about 15 years now. Sometimes I lost and attempted suicide. So far I have tried twice, once when I was uncertain so it was a far cry from a real attempt, and once when I would have died had my neighbour not have found me. Problem is, I really do want to die but I don’t want to kill myself. I keep praying not to wake up and find myself full of rage when I wake up in the morning. I am so angry and depressed. I feel stuck, literally, we […]
I wish you knew that you hurt me. You could know how it feels.
I think I’m done. I can’t tell anyone about this. So why not tell you? I wish everything would go back to the way it was. was When I was happy. No one was hurting me. I’m soooo tired of it. And when my friends try to tell they end up marketing things better for a little bit. bit But it just gets worse again. It all because I thought that I could trust him. But I couldn’t. Why am I always wrong?
I hope everyone here can find the strength to stay alive.
Dave
Garrett’s moving. I’m never going to see him again. It just makes me want to tell him how I feel… But I just can’t. I won’t be hurt again. I refuse. I deserve better. I fucking deserve better than what I’ve got. I deserve happiness. I deserve love. Â Or maybe I don’t. I mean, how much can be taken away before I have nothing? I feel like I’m completely gone already. I feel like my heart’s been cut out. Ripped out, more like. I just want Garrett… I really do. But he’s gone. Today was his last day. I should have told him. But I […]
I’m tired of being so depressed that it makes me feel tired all the time even when i’ve had more than enough hours needed for a good night’s sleep (which rarely happens for me), i’m tired of trying to be strong, i’m tired of having suicidal thoughts, i’m tired of pretending everything is ok, i’m tired of worrying about the future and scared, i’m tired of living the life I live right now.
I got my first job today and i completely blew it because of my stupid anxiety. I HATE IT! It literally ruins my life like everyday. I’m such a failure and I got in everyone’s way, and I messed up orders and miscalculated. I need to get my shit straight before I jump in head first for something.
I just want to be normal.
Sorry….this isn’t about a gun. It’s about how my mind is locked on self harm, and everyone else is loaded with words to makes me bleed. I don’t even know what I did to deserve any of this…I mean I guess I know not everyone is gonna like me, but I know not everyone has a right to hate me. I wish I didn’t have to say I was being bullied, that makes me seem weak, but the degrading words are killing me slowly…so maybe I am..weak..
In a constant tension. Things getting worse and worse. Can’t stop it. Nerves. Want to just get out of this trembling place, and go nowhere further. Tired of thinking, suppressing emotions. Frightened. Can not stand it. No more. Throughout my childhood I felt it, waves of strong pity and fright.Nerves. It all deepening, thickening inside myself…No hope. No soul power anymore.
Do not know why am I writing those meaningless words, shivering. Mechanically writing … wherever.