Ever notice how everything is temporary.? Love, LIFE, happines etc… But depression, depression is forever it seems like. I wish it was temporary. I wish it was as easy to end depression as it is to end happiness. Depression will always be with me, and it sucks to know that. Because I am alone, even with so many people around I am alone. So I ask myself since everything is temporary what’s wrong with ending it early.? Then what would they all do.? Bury me and griev temporarily.. but my soul is will feel nothing, and I’d much rather feel numb, feel nothing at all […]
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my life is so empty. i don’t have friends. i don’t have a relationship. i have no love in my life. i need to be loved but i’m too ‘weird’ and ‘ugly’. i’m tired of people telling me to love myself. i don’t need to love myself, i need to be loved by someone else. i cannot stand to even think about if i have to spend the rest of my life alone. i’d have to kill myself. a lot of people would think that’s overdramatic, but it’s true. you know how some people need music and some need good food and some need art […]
I’ve read a lot of posts on here and it seems we all feel similarly which hurts. I feel for all of you. Its like were all stuck in a dark room with our depression and we can’t see anyway out but if we turn the lights on were not alone, we’re all here with the same issue, suicide. I can’t seem to get passed it and today was one of those days where I feel even more convinced that I should killl myself. I’ve changed from the person I was before but it doesn’t matter, I now know no matter how much good I […]
Hey.
I know that everyone is here for a reason and whatever cliche shit we’ve been listening to forever.
Right now, my life has no purpose. I don’t even know why I opened this site. But whatever. It has always been hard for me to find people to talk to. My parents are kinda supportive, but if you know anything about being Indian it is that your parents exercise complete and absolute control on your life. My parents don’t let me outside the house, except for school. Not even tutions, parties, nothing. Indians are conservative and rather, well, religious. But on days like these I find myself […]
I have drugs and alcohol. They’re like my fake friends. They are something that will never judge me, order me around, harass me. They are fake stimulation for this fake fucking world. Give me my beer and xanax and leave me the fuck alone.
Its been a while. Things have been going better than they normally do for me right now, so I’m really wondering why I feel like things are about to just go to hell. This year’s been pretty shit. I’ve been alone and lonely my whole life, and I’ve finally made some friends to keep that depression at bay – I really do love these people, they make me the happiest I’ve ever been. I guess you could call them the rebellious type, but I don’t exactly know what they’re rebelling against – they drink, do drugs, that kind of thing. Its been good for me […]
So very many times I’ve tried to just lie in bed. To not get up. To not walk to the bathroom. To not grab the razor that hides in the cabinet. So many times I’ve failed. So miserably failed. Relapse is a normal part of recovery, I know. But how many times can you relapse before you’re no longer recovering anymore?
extremely depressed. I hide it in so that nobody knows. I don’t want anyone around me to know because It would just be a burden to them. Lost the love of my life and now have nobody. No one to talk to. No one to tell how terrible I’m feeling. Just alone.
My father shot himself on December 27th 2007 i was 12 its been seven and a half years since that day. Every day i wake up and wonder why what could’ve possessed him to do it. What could i have done to stop it was it my fault was i not good enough for him.
Today I woke up and felt like dying. This isn’t unusual anymore. It took me a while before I talked myself into pulling back the duvet and putting on a shirt. Everyone thinks I’m fine. I smile and try to laugh, but laughing seems like a pathetic attempt at breathing lately. I’ve felt so alone, even in a room full of people. I hardly see the point of carrying on anymore. What’s the point of trying if I’m going to die anyway? I like to think of myself like a glass vase that someone dropped. You can pick the broken glass up and glue it back […]
Not sure how to go back.
To the time and place of contentment.
Always looking forward to something.
Sanguine.
Fastforward. Decades pass.
Alone and disconnected.
Betrayed by God
Not having the common decency to exist.
Just as well. Turns out, he’s a dick.
Betrayed by life partner.
A wound that will never heal.
Powerless to trust or forgive.
The cyclops has no will to live.
i finally got a new girlfriend after so long of being broken and alone, i moved away from my parents after being kicked out and abandoned, now i actually have a roof over my head, i’m applying for the army and looking for work, i’m started to talk to people again despite my server anxiety but still besides all of these things i still feel like i’m the same. the same as i use to be like i’m empty and still have nothing iv been trying to understand why i feel this way but i cant seem to come up with a reason as to […]
I have multiple personalities and I wanted to know how many others there are who live with this. I just feel so alone with it, I’m not sure if I have a normal or abnormal alternate personality. She is very violent and unstable and has tried to kill me before.
I have been depressed or feeling unloved since I was 5. I am 57. I am alone. Never been first in anyone’s life. Let me be honest, I am not anything in anyone’s life. I am seriously damaged. I have never belonged. Never been loved. No one even wants my love with no strings. I can’t even make one friend on the internet. I am a loser. I have screwed up everything I touch. I hurt constantly. Told to be myself and when I am. They leave in a day or two. My sister hasn’t talked to me in 23 years. Other kin don’t care […]
I’m so sad especially now I’m dog was attacked and really badly injured and I don’t know what to do if she died and she has this weird lump on her chest and I’m afraid it’s the big C and I can’t loose her she’s everything to me all I have what do I do when I all alone
In the sky
I see a man
He’s smiling but his eyes
Oh, to gaze into his eyes
They cry down sallow cheeks
The creases fill with salt
And drop into the ocean
Each night it slowly fills up
When I was small
Looking out onto the grassed terrace
Seeing his tears flow
I cried too
And realised
He was like me
Me and the Moon
We’re never alone
We cry together
Question for the wonderful people on this blog, if you had to pick a character on Harry Potter, who would you be and why. I would probably be either Lupin or Sirius Black, because both of them are eccentric people, both have been forced to be alone for various reasons, and both have hearts of gold.
I’m alone all the time. Other people my age go out and have fun…I don’t have hardly any memories I can recall. I didn’t even do anything on my 21st birthday…was alone and depressed. Wouldn’t anyone think I was the most uninteresting, worthless person in the world if they knew I spend all my nights sitting alone on my bed at night, crying most of the time saturated in misery? Aren’t I wasting this precious life and youth I’ve been given? I would have friends and fun but I can’t. I don’t connect with anyone. I lost the guy I was in love with because I was […]
My posting on here has grown more frequent. So I apologize about that.
This post is pointless, I’m alone, lost and scarred. (Not afraid, scarred as in scar, for any grammar nazis out there, and I know your here haha).
So I’m going to sit back here, and sip on some wine and play the piano to the tune of my misery. Moonlight sonata, the only song I can play start to finish, I really should find the time and learn some more songs, hmm I might do that actually. Let me get a buzz first.
Nothing like Chopin to play my sorrows out to my hearts content. […]
I am 18 years old and i have been depressed and sad every single day of my fucking life for a very long time now. From the time that i wake up in the morning until night before sleep i feel terrible and sooo depressed and i can’t live like this anymore. My awful physical appearance make me hate my self and become an introvert. I am very short and have a small childlike face. I literally look like a 10 year old kid. I never had a relationship with a girl and never will. I am just an outcast in this society. This makes […]