..it hurts to know that my parents to this day, control my actions like I’m 10. They refuse to understand anything about me. I’ve worked hard for my money, and yet my mother stays in my business about it. She is upset with me because I bought my girlfriend an inexpensive tablet for her birthday, that I even made my girlfriend refund me $40 of the $95 back because I knew my mom would question my purchase and why I gave it to my girlfriend. She told me I’m irresponsible, greedy, and selfish because I’m saving my money to pay for my next semester of […]
Suppressed and forgotten. Â I have forsaken the best part of me, thinking she was the enemy. Â Â Years have passed and everything has become so, unsettling. Â Once again, my thoughts and memories displace me and I stifle to breathe. Â I thought it would last, this convinced happiness of mine. Â I thought I would be safe, safe from myself. Â I purposefully crawl through the trenches to save someone else. Â A person who feels she has no one else to fight for her. Â No one else to love her. Â Broken is no longer a word I can use to describe my everything. Â Dismantled and in pieces, […]
I was raised to be an honor student.. for all of elementary i was a ummm bookworm.. i was happy wit who i was and i was a bright kid.. i loved my family and all my frends.. but my life jst crashed completely wen i started 6th grade.. i was diagnosed with an anxiety disorder and a bipolar disorder.. then 1 day i mouthed off to my mom afterr all da stress i got from da disorders.. nd she screamed out dat i wasnt her daughter.. turns out shez my step mom.. my mom died of cancer wen i was 3 yrs old nd […]
I have to go to the hospital tomorrow and they will determine whether I have to go to inpatient care! I really don’t want to go to inpatient care. Any suggestions?
I really don’t know how to start this, never done a post site. Kinda weirded out, but i know i need to share my story with people other than my friends and family.
I am 20 years old and ever since i was a little kid i have always told myself i will die young, to this day i still do. Never seen myself in the future passed age 25. Whenever my family and people ask me, ” where do you see yourself in 30 years, or 40 years? ” i just sit there and think should i tell them ” i see myself dead, never […]
You know I enjoy being an empath I really do but right now it sucks big time. Since I am an empath and not a very strong one at that but still I’m pretty capable and stuff, my moms boyfriend moved in with us and for those who don’t know he is a pedophile big time anyways so yeah he moved out and now he is moving in again. Everything was normal until he showed signs of a second attempt but he had moved out before anything could have been done. He moves in for the 3rd time and as an empath it completely disgusts […]
its like i dont know what to do anymore i can feel my clock running out im so scared what should i do… i feel my heart falling out of my chest i cant breath. its im running into nothingness with people yelling at me very where i turn telling me witch way to go…”go this way!” “go that way!” like i really have a choice anymore… its like i’m running down a dark tunnel of  despair… i feel me going down this tunnel to see a wight light i walk through it to see a life where i feel no pain… im happy every thing goes the way i want to […]
About 4 years ago I was normal. I went to school, played with freinds, did all the stuff a normal 11 year old would do. Now… Its like im not even the same person. I dont recognize myself at all. All I think about is suicide. I dont care. I dont care whether or not I pass highschool. I dont care if I go to college or not. I just want to die. I want to escape this cruel world and leave forever.
Just so you know, I got sick 4 years ago. Well, not sick. But I got this disease that pretty much paralyzes you […]
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i live no where. i am homeless i am using an apartments local computer to do this on. I’m constantly leaving. i live in a box. with my mom. brother other brother,sister and dad. its not a big box. everyone in my family has their own box. i call my box, my room. for me i have no shoes, no hairbrush or anything but the cloths on my back. i went to school until 4th grade now i should be in 7th. my parents lost everything. they lost the house,the only,insurance,even me and my family’s education.i sleep by a highway. in a sour. […]
I want to be a special education teacher. For my entire high school career, I volunteered with the special ed. department at my school. I loved it. Through a career progam, I was even able to get three different internships, basically working as a teacher’s aide. I loved working with the students. I don’t even know how to describe the joy it brought me. It is one of the few things that I feel I am truly good at. While I am usually horrible with any sort of human interaction, for some reason, I feel some sort of connection with those students. They always brought a […]
I’m a girl. I was around thirteen when I first attempted suicide. I wound up in the hospital.
My parents saw it coming, with the cutting and the screaming. But they were still somehow oblivious.
They were mad at me. As if yelling more would help. They grounded me. They told me I was fucked up.
I’m fifteen now, turning sixteen in April. I can go without cutting for 6 months, but then I have a break.
I’m stronger, I guess. They think I’m happier. But I’m fucked up. I’ll always be fucked up, Dad.
You can beat me down until I’m weak but I’ll always be fucked up. Mom, […]
I’ve fought everyone for so long. No I don’t need help. No i don’t need help. I’m fine. I can only fight for so long. I think it is time to give in. I told my friends. My friends told our teacher. My teacher told the counselor at school. The counselor at school told my parents. Together everyone decided I needed to see a therapist, so my appointment was set. It made me so mad, that they were controlling it. I wanted to be the one to decide I need help. So I went to the appointment, I refused to talk. Obviously it got me […]
I’m Kate and I’m 16 years old. I’ve never shared my story before, so sharing this story is taking a lot out of me. Two years ago in May, I became depressed. It was just a lot of little things adding up and then the loss of my best friend really took the best out of me. She began her first serious relationship, and in doing so left me behind.
So anyways, that really tore me down. I was trying to get over it, but she kept changing and acting different so it really upset me. My mom and dad being alcoholics also took a […]
I don’t think I ever really did this so I’m going to now.
Hi my name is Morgan and I’m 14. I started getting depressed in grade 7 when my mom got cancer. (its gone now)
I don’t do drugs but I’m bulimic and I cut. I have nightmares that cause me to wake up crying.
My older sister beats on me. Yes it’s usually fun and games. But when she gets really ticked off she starts to threaten to kill me. When I was little I was scared so much that when she’d babysit me I’d phone my mom and bage her to come […]
She can pain a pretty picture but the story has a twist, her paintbrush is her razor and her canvas is her wrist.
by xolaynie4ev
by xolaynie4ev
Hi. Im laynie. I am 13 years old in 7th grade middle school.
A summery of my life:
Im basically hated by my mom, she acts like she loves me but when it all comes down she really hates me. I started cutting myself about 3 months ago but they never got to serious. I love my dad more then anything and if it wasnt for him i would of killed my self by now. I hate my life, its not even a joke i think of myself as an ugly disgusting fat person. I Wish I could just not wake up and […]
okay i have posted stuff before, but i never told you anything about me…
my name is Kyra i am 14 I may have depression (haven’t gone to a doctor yet) I hate my life… I cut & do drugs. No I have not committed suicide… Cus there may be more to my life than I think, but you never know. I hope there is. I have lots of friends but not very many that know what I’m going thrugh… I can talk to them about stuff, but they all think I’m bull suiting them. I’m not. This all started last year I was in gr. […]
I don’t know what to do anymore.
I’ve been self-harming for about 5 years. And I’ve been doing so good for the past couple of months. But just looking at my scars makes my arm tingle. Makes me want to run and get the scissors and just tear away at my arm. I want that so bad. I want to see the blood. I want to feel the amazing stinging that I’m so addicted to.
I want it to be so bad that it’s the end.
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by Nat....
by Nat....
So…today. I came home from school to be greeted by a rather pissed off mother and brother, i was then informed that a police officer had been round because of what i had told a ‘suicide’ helpline….And she was coming back to talk to me. i tried to stay calm but there was a little bit of me that was nervous….in the end it was fine and she was really nice….
Apart from my dad called up and started swearing at me, and he also brought my brother into it….Apparently he also had a go at my mum because she left the room whilst me and […]