admin i just thought id bring this to your attention and i thought i would make my own post to ensure that if it gets deleted i will know that you deleted it only proving that youre only covering for this troll.

they find it funny that they could have lead to someones death. they make a point about them posting afterwards […]

Do some of you visit cemeteries whenever you feel very depressed. I tend to visit them when there aren’t many people around. Every time I walk thru the cemetery I cannot help but envy the people who have already passed away, and I’m glad that those people aren’t suffering any more.

I started a new hobby recently -drone flying, and this is a video I took few days ago of the cemetery I usually visit. It’s the largest cemetery in the country in which I live in (Macedonia). I would appreciate it very much if you please tell me in the comments what do you think […]

Where there are healthier outlets than anonymous/online suicide sites, why do you enable risk by not using preventative measures? You only intervene by covering up/deleting traces of bullying, partnering, and posts about wanting advice on suicide methods. – Should something happen to a younger person, where’s the explanation for the family?
Younger people are also very impressionable. This site frequently mentions suicide as a right- and the helping world/ a bad place.  Why aren’t you using preventative measures like providing an age limit?  It’s a serious issue that remains neglected.

Better things will come when I leave this spot. I miss the sun so much. I miss morning coffee, honestly. The summer just flies by when you’re here at night.

Homophobia happened a couple days ago. This never happened to me before, It sort of took me by surprise…

I think this is where I genuinely appreciate underground blogs that focus on real people and the genuine parts about them. It creates a welcoming atmosphere – it cheers you up –

I try and try again to be happy and sometimes it’s just useless

I hate spending my weekends with my abusive parents. I hate it. I fucking hate it. Something bad always happens that brings back my suicidal thoughts. I wish I could turn 18 and so I could just leave already.

don’t comment things that are even remotely sexual on my posts. I am a minor. I am a minor. I am a minor. no innuendos, no sex jokes, no encouraging me to be sexually promiscuous. it’s gross and it makes me want to cry. it’s triggering.  I thought I had made it abundantly clear that I have undergone long term child sexual abuse.  my sexuality is completely messed up because of it.  I’ve had abusers use the context of bdsm to make it seem like what was happening to me was “okay” and “normal”.  don’t give me abuse hypotheticals. don’t tell me ways to “get […]

Everything is finally falling back into place. Finally.

Ever since I was a kid, I’ve always hated talking to and being around other humans, if I could’ve moved to somewhere remote and be isolated when I was a kid, I would’ve been the happiest person on earth

i am left with unbearable shame after what he did to me.  i dwell on what i “could have done differently” and go into a spiral of self blame and hatred.  it’s my fault.  it’s my fault.  it’s my fault.  when truly, no, it wasn’t.  he had every opportunity to not be an abusive, sadistic, conscienceless monster.  he chose to continue.  he chose to blackmail me.  he chose to abuse me.  he chose to force me to mutilate myself.  i did not choose to be abused.  i did not choose to be stripped of my dignity.  i did not choose to become a puppet.

I WAS […]

To me, “faith” implies optimism, I suppose. I have faith that drivers will yield right of way to me as I cross a street. I have faith the captain of an airliner will keep me safe. I’m optimistic these outcomes will be positive.

I’m sitting in church right now. Catholic church. There’s a ritual called adoration that’s taking place as I type this. The priest places an edible wafer into a shiny gold display medium, called a monstrance.  He sets it on the altar, facing the parishioners, where it sits for a few hours, allowing the faithful to sit in the presence of “god.”  Here’s a […]

I was at a party. Enjoying the company of my friends. I was so happy and excited. I even dressed up well for the occasion. Then, out of a sudden, I stopped smiling. I wanted to cry and scream. I went home feeling mad. Rapid thoughts. All I could understand was “I want to die.” I want to kill myself. For some reasons, the thought of it calmed me down and at the same time, exhausted me. I could not do it. Which is a good thing, I guess. I’m so tired. I’m going to sleep. Honestly, I hope I won’t wake up. […]