I’m afraid, afraid to come home to my abusive parents.
Afraid to come home and wanting to cut again.
Afraid to come home and being alone…
abusive parents
disclaimer: Â I’m not saying ‘do this and you’ll feel better’, if I know anything, it’s that the road away from suicide is undoubtedly the toughest I have travelled, and I just wanted to share what that felt like, and after it happened it was followed by a new outlook on what my possibilities are. Â But nevertheless even while I no longer want to slit every artery I can find, it’s still near impossible to beat the depression, every day.
I just lost it today. Â I had been doing so well.
I fell back into my depression probably August and the suicidal thoughts began in October. Â I came […]
Sometimes I feel like I have no right to feel as horrible as I do. I’m not facing peer pressure, I don’t have horrible parents that do drugs or would kick me out if I was gay or anything like that, but I just feel like a piece of crap all the time. I try as hard as I can to be a good person, really. I never ask my parents to buy anything for me unless they ask for a birthday or Christmas list (and I never put more than three or four things down, knowing that we can’t afford much), I do anything […]
Saturday’s, because they are my day off, seem like my day to post on this thing. I only have like three posts so far, but I feel drawn back to this place. Its a place for my tough thoughts that no one else wants to listen to. ..
Just reading the last post was almost to much for me because the person reading it was very angry about their situation saying *** you to everyone and saying they want everyone to suffer as much as they. How ironic that they are crying for help, but at the same time snarling that that. I understand it all […]
My mom constantly calls me stupid and tells me I’m a jerk, piece of trash, lazy, etc. She’s going through a stressful point in her life and I see it, but why is she hurting me? She doesn’t hit me, at least not physically. But sometimes the things she says hurt worse that the physical things abusive parents do. I’m still young, but even when I was younger I was thought of as something special. I scored off the charts on standarized tests, blew away the standard curriculum at my public school, and was invited into many gifted programs and such. I’m currently in the […]
“To remain silent and indifferent is the greatest sin of all”- Elie Wiesel. This quote alone has been one of the most inspirational things to get me through my days, recently. Elie was a concentration camp survivor, and if he can get passed all of that, then I can get past a few horrible days, and don’t you know, I’ve had plenty of those.
When I was in seventh grade, I had a few friends who had been dealing with really abusive parents, for their whole life. I didn’t really know exactly what they were going through, because I never had experienced that before. I grew […]
So, I’ve been suicidal ever since I can remember. I remember being a little girl, trying to hang myself by skipping rope… My family use to abuse me both physically along with sexually. I was an insecure child being both white and indian like native american indian. I was never accpeted by the white because I had native blood and vice versa with the indians. I was alone. I started cutting at age 10 and gradually went deeper as I got older. I never had a father, so I never knew how to act. Around boys. My mom was a work-a-holic so we always had […]