Is it possible to be attracted to men, but somehow be a lezbian?

Let me go into more detail.

I think I’m bi, well, in all honesty I KNOW I am. I don’t think it’s one of those ‘experimentation’ stages, seeing as I’ve been attracted too girls from when I was like, 5 xD anyway, off topic. Due to past experiences, I can’t trust guys anymore, I hate giving them hugs, I hate when they stand next to me, and now, I freak out being alone with them. I just keep thinking they’re going to hurt me, and I don’t think I could ever date a guy.

I […]

He left.  He did.  He’s been gone since mid-December but said it was over in mid-October.  We have 3 daughters.  I found out in mid-November that I”m pregnant again even though I had a sterilization surgery in May.  It was conceived out of confusing sex.  He wanted to abort.  He talked me into doing that to one right after our 2nd was born and I never forgave him.  The pregnancy is high risk, very, very high risk and I can’t work. I know itwill get better once the baby is born and I can work.

I just don’t care though.  I want to have her and […]

aaaaaaaah!! I’m soo angry. Fucking attention seeker!! I hate them all. Fucking hate the bitches. This girl, in my year level, she says she has fucking anxiety/depression problems too. But, she could be a fucking liar, and selfish and untrustworthy, she sends messages to other people I know saying that she is doing harmful things to herself. And these people she sends to have real fucking problems, and when I look at this girl she never has the anxious, withdrawed expression that I’ve seen in every real sufferer and that I feel every day. She talked to me in a message saying that these […]

I am planning on buying a journal to write a few point of views I have and use it as my suicide note.

I’m hoping I’ll end everything next month, on my 20th birthday and leave one big page saying “20 years too late”.

I have no real friends, my life is pathetic, I am extremely depressed and I think it’s all useless. I am desperate. I don’t want help, all I ever wanted was for someone to miss me, but that’s too much to ask for.

Despair is the only thing I feel lately. I spend hours staring at the wall and thinking to myself “what the […]

I just want to thank you.

I want to thank you for all the comments, the caring.. Everything.

Really,

Thank you.

my life has no meaning, nothing has worked out for me so far and im 35 now.  im on my own. already lost all the loved ones.

im gonna get myself admitted in a psychiatric hospital now.  at least ill find my type of people there. im hurt. tired. want to kill my self.

I need to talk. I wont go back to the hospital. Meds didn’t help. Therapy didn’t help. Broke, alone, desperately sad. Barely left my bed in 2 years. 6 serious suicide attempts, 8 stays in psychiatric wards, rehab… major depressive disorder, PTSD, praying/begging for death every minute of everyday. I’ve had loaded guns in my mouth, cut my wrists to the bone, (resulting tendon damage not worth it) pills, vodka, plastic bags,… I just want to talk to someone for a while. I’m trying not to drink tonight. It only helps for a while. Alcohol has cost me everything. I’m not sure if I should […]

I’ve started to plan it…
I have what I need…
The pills that will end it for me..
I haven’t left a note yet
I’m still hoping for someone to grab my hand
and help me up
off the ground
But I won’t hesitate to swallow every
last one of these pills…
I took my first

http://yawnycontinues.blogspot.com/

i wanna talk to anyone

if u cut i can talk to u about that or anything else.

Well, I am 19 years old. Let me start off just about how every other story starts out. Im depressed, stressed, lost my friends, lost some family, very unhappy life, treated like shit, and being denied by the government because they are too fucking lazy to sign a waiver with proof I can handle it because it takes one extra step.

I grew up a pretty happy child, family was close, I was too young to know what was going on, basically living a normal childhood. Then a time came when the wars between mother and father started because they were divorced. Each one fighting over […]

Oh the dark shadows that loom within full of scars! Why does my outer appearance deny me the stains that hide within? Why can’t people be seen from the inside out for who they really are? I hate the inner hell I live and survive. I hate the external appearances of deceit that my vision captures around me everywhere. I hate lies, secrets, and abuse. I fight death every day that I arise and progress through another day. I smile at night because no matter how bad I want to slice my wrist, pop pills until I sleep into eternal bliss, or drink my alcohol until […]

Does anyone ever wish that they had a terminal disease so they wouldn’t have to commit suicide? I mean, no one left behind would blame you for your death?

My first post on here, I was shocked to find people could even comment, more shocked to find that people saw me as an inspiration to live/fight for their right to live. When I post that, I was in a dark place, my boyfriend had said something he never should have said, that was to live with my abusive mother that would of guaranteed death one way or another, hers, mine, hell what if My dad had a heart attack again for all the fighting going on… death would surely occur no matter how you looked at it, murder or suicide. You never tell someone […]

So this is what it’s like to be confident?

Too bad I’m drunk. ^_______________^

Today I asked myself who I am today?

Today I do not know who I am today…

Things are just no t working out in my world today…

I am definetly not myself today…. wishin’ I had some novacaine…..

My right side of my face is numb…. now a headache arises and causes more pain..

Let it all end and let me movve on in a sweet way that i may rest peacedefully but not in sleep but in death……

That I may actually enjoy…… Yes I admit I am Scared…….Of what you may ask…..

Honestly I cannot explain it but I am scared, and scarred as well……

Take the pain away and […]

Everbody needs a good rant time to time… and live journal doesn’t really help its nice when people can actually read what you have wrote and understand it instead of make fun of you

Hello there. I found this site a few days ago and have been debating on whether or not I should join. Well, I joined.
I created this story as a way to try to express how I’ve been feeling lately to my friends. I’m not quite sure if they understood it though…
Anyway, I’ll try to post more info after the story. It just seems like it would be easier to me that way.

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A figure walks into a room and inside the room is a wizard. He walks up to the wizard and asks, “I have heard that you are a great […]