The house…
its dark.
Its quiet
but i can hear the tv.
I can hear the voices
coming from the tv.
Is this what really happens
when i am trap in my room.
Does this…
really happen.
When we are all trap
in our little world.
Has our house
become nothing but
an abandon place
where the silence creeps
and the tv flashes on
with nothing but noise.
i’m not going to be on here anymore.
I’m gone. <3
thanks for everyone who has attempted to help me.
sorry for everyone i have tried to help. i can’t be strong.
i think im possed by a life that controls life in which were all victims im dillusional. and i think if there is away to “Heaven” i really dont like sinning i want a way out
woke up. feeling shit. as usual.
i can’t be happy. even in my dreams. *cries*
I haven´t written here for a long time. When found this site I was really messed up. I didn´t know what to do with my life. I still don´t know. I like to think that my depression doesn´t rule my life. That I can control it but sometimes I still fail. I have made peace with it. Atleast I hope so.
Tomorrow is my 18-th birthday. A few years back I was sure that my 17- th would be my last. Thankful it wasn´t. I lived to fight another year with my inner darkness. This year has thought me a lot. […]
I remember the last time my mother took the family and left the state. I relapsed and went in to the hospital 3 months later. Im scared. What if it doesnt take that long this time.
I really looking for a way to go i’ve check to see what this sites about, and every post I read I’ve mostly can relate to.
but i’ve realized it not gonna make me feel better knowing that other people are in this much pain,that a sick way of knowing and wanting people to feel your pain. It makes me angry knowing other have to experience  what I’m going through,I would never want anyone to feel this way. This is not to offend anyone, it just a rant and realization.
I really want everyone to live the life they deserve, it’s cruel of our creator to even […]
I try to sleep and I can’t. My brain won’t shut down. I take another sleeping pill. Another pain pill. Why can’t I just sleep? Just sleep and never wake up.
Fuck this. I’m done.
I love being on my own, I love the freedom it offers. I love when my parents are gone and I’m the only one home. I love being in charge of my life. I wish I had no one to appease or report to. I wish I could live my life the way I choose, completely up to me. But I also hate being alone. I hate the emptiness. I hate being the only one in a big house. I hate when seeing my cat is the bright spot of my day, and I hate not having anyone to turn to. Most of all though, […]
straight for the deep end.
I’m 33 and on disability for bipolar and BPD. I’ve been to the hospital 10 times in 13 years. Have had several pseudo-suicide attempts and I’ve burnt and cut myself several times in the past 8 years. The future feels very lonely and poor. After I pay my bills and rent, I have about $100 left for the whole month. I’m worried about the government running out of money and then I’ll probably be homeless. I live alone in a city where I don’t know anyone. I’m in therapy, but I don’t know what good it’s going to do. What I really want is companionship, […]
This is a letter that I was gonna leave to my wife.I did go through the motions for this suicide but I over did it and I failed.I am going to use this same letter and just cross out the date and write”failed”,then put in the new date so it will be done later this week.I should have added the use of a rope or bag and tie…………. My dear wife Nancy, I wish I could spare you the ordeal you have ahead.I would like to be foregiven for the times I have hurt you.I have put together some things that will help you,I hope.Please respect my […]
Hello again,
I guess this is the last time I will be posting something. I want to thank everyone for the messages and the sympathy showed. Its time for a final goodbye guys. Tomorrow Sunday 18 September is my last day here, no more me, no more me posting my sob story. For those of you, who have been on this journey with me, and who have read my posts and also for those who will read this in the future. I want to leave one last message behind.
I had everything, and when I mean everything, I mean in my terms. I had it all, and […]
I lost one. soon i will loose all. I have no right. to breath this air of ours. I lost my mind as it gathers dust. The gathering of others fading away. My thoughts and feelings. trash beyond prepare. The beats that it took and the shame it gain. thats already enough. to throw me into the grave. i shouldnt be allow to live. shaking away the people the feelings and that is comotion. I am tried of living. I am tired of wearing this mask. And im tired of pushing people away. Soon enough…. i will not be here. My heart will be heavy […]
Im 13 years old and I’ve been through hell already… My mom is verbaly abusive and my dad is a drug addict. When I was 11, my mother would make me feel so bad about myself, that I would cry on a daily basis…. she had no love for me, only lies. I was an accident. She was going to terminate me but my grandmother, being a very religious person, stopped her. Who loves an accident. Simply a waste of space, not a blessing. When i was younger, and even now, I see little of my father. Most of the time he is in his […]
america home of the brave land of the free. we are a breed of american suicidal youth. we platform for a new america a suicidal run nation. a nation in which suicidal ideals would be taught in every school across the land. mass suicide in our public auditoriums,public body dumps open 24/7 visitors always welcome. bad huh?
yeah, I don’t think I’ll be slitting my wrists anytime soon. The depression is there but I’m a wuss.
Can someone live my life for me, I’d be happy to give you my body.
that way I wont hurt anyone, when I go.
When I get rejected I feel a loss of umf. like its hard to try again. I get sad and lonly. I think and fill like a piss of shi*. some times even like a piece of meat. Men take what they want from you at the youngest years of your life and people expect you to be ok and over it by the time your 24. Things just dont go away like that.. Theres not a day that goes by that I can get away without thinking bout what happened. Even though I was so young I still remember every little detail. When I […]
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