I just shouldn’t talk anymore. Whenever I say something, it’s always wrong. People laugh at me because of it and when I ask for them to stop they only laugh harder. I say things like ‘ I feel so stupid’ or ‘I’m such an idiot’ and people just smile and nod. I’m always yelled at for things I say or do. I feel like I need to do something like cut but I’m too scared to. I think they’ll find out and hurt me or send me to a therapist. I’m just so confused. I’m so alone. I’m just not okay anymore. I used to […]
For the past three months I’ve been a recluse. I was in college, excited about life, happy, and i was in control of my depression. Now I’m too depressed to continue school, scared of the future, want no future, and I just don’t have the will to live. I don’t want to continue life. I’ve been suffering and I’ve tried to manage my depression with medication, therapy, and alternative treatments. I’m honestly willing to electrocute myself to cure my suffering. I spend my days at home playing with my dogs and watching tv. My therapist and psychiatrist are pushing me to get back into the […]
Hello everyone, firstly let me say I just happened to drift onto this site in a rather accidental manner. And, upon reading some of your stories, I must say for not believing in yourselves, you are a extremely courageous and inspiring lot. I say this because you have shattered a costly visage that I, unwillingly, feel it is constantly my duty to maintain. Forgive me for being verbose, it is just I rarely speak about matters so personal in nature. Also, I shall try not to give you my life story but I feel like you deserve to know a bit more about the man […]
Hello everyone ! I’m doing this project i call ‘Tell me your story’. I did a facebook page & a blogspot. But I need YOUR help to make this work.I want to provide a way for everyone to interact with each other. This is how it works. You tell me your story, I tell everyone else. You could be known or stay on anon. It’s all up to you. What matters is that your story will be heard. People will know that you exist. You will leave a trace that you once existed. You will help other not do the same mistakes you did or […]
That’s all I had planned to say here. But maybe I should say something else. My room smells like overwhelming dog piss, because my fucking dog has not absorbed three years of potty training. I think we should put him down.
I’ve been thinking a lot about school shootings lately. Did anyone here about the one in Ohio? TJ Lane? Anyway, it fascinates me. If I could get a hold of the guns, ammo, and confidence, I would do it. I know who I’d take out, and why. Fuck you, for telling everyone that lie about me having sex with that scum. Fuck you, for telling […]
Nobody WANTS to understand.
Society’s just a big shambles.
Everybody cares when you’re dead.
What’s the point?!
“Can the lonely take the place of you?”
I’ll forever be fine in your eyes. I don’t hurt. I don’t cry. I don’t cut my skin. I don’t want to die. I’m not unhappy.
I don’t think about killing myself every single moment of every single day.
All the crazy emotional experiences have come and gone. Years has passed and time heals all wounds. Yet, here I am with all goals killed and/or died. I shouldn’t have made it through the experiences I experienced. Now here I am alive and empty. Somewhat like Salmon spawning. They swam upstream and laid their eggs. But unlike the salmon dying soon after, I’m still alive.
I’m not a young kid. I’m 50 and have a career. Here is my story. I lived the American dream. No, not a millionaire but I am ok making 89K a year. It all started about 5 years ago. At […]
“We’re all lying to the mirror, lying to ourselves.”
I think I hate myself… no wait, I know I hate myself.
I’m just sick of everything. I’m sick of the pressure to try and fit in, to try and have friends, to look good so people talk to me.
I’m sick of being a people pleaser, of hurting other people.
I’m such a f*cking *****.
I wish i could stop thinking straight. I wish I could let go of my obsessions. I wish I could run away and be alone forever. I wish I could slash up every inch of my body. Anything to get away from this f*cked sense of reality I’ve learned […]
Hello, ladies and gents!
First of all, let me introduce myself. My name is Joni. I am 17.
and well, like everyone else here, I’ve battled back and forth with negative thinking.
I was never officially diagnosed, but I have struggled with an eating disorder since middle school. Now, I am much better. I love to eat. I was never actually bad in the first place, but a couple of times I could have passed out. Now I have blood sugar problems, but nothing unfixable!
What I deal with the most is the ocd/anxiety/depression. Though I am healing, I still have many many days where I just feel completely […]
We all go through pain. Whatever the cause, pain is pain. No one likes to be in pain when it comes to emotions. We all have stories, I want to share mine. I am 23, college grad recently, I’m good looking and I go to the gym.. I use too. I stopped going. I stopped doing lots of things that I use to love doing. I’ve been depressed for 3 months, 2 months before I was suffering from anxiety. I’ve never felt like a winner before in my life. Anything that I do always blows up in may face till this day no matter how […]
I’m a 17 year old girl, and I’m depressed and  have anxiety issues.. Apparently it is quite common to want to die but it isn’t a good enough reason to actually kill yourself. If you do, people will be seriously hurt. If I didn’t know anyone at all, I would probably do it, but I do know people. So I have to stay alive.
I don’t have close friends because I push them all away. I’m never comfortable, even just sitting alone in my room away from everyone, I’m on edge. When I actually go out and do things, I have to constantly take deep breaths […]
I’m really sorry I made this so long but if anyone can read and respond I’d be very grateful.
When I was in 3rd grade, I transferred out of my elementary school and went to a different one. However, when I got to the new school, I was always bullied. I don’t know why, but people just never seemed to like me. I would sometimes get beat up and kicked around at recess. I remember one particular day when they lured me behind a tree in 4th grade and 3 guys beat the hell out of me. Sure, my parents went and talked to the teachers […]
I got my first job today and i completely blew it because of my stupid anxiety. I HATE IT! It literally ruins my life like everyday. I’m such a failure and I got in everyone’s way, and I messed up orders and miscalculated. I need to get my shit straight before I jump in head first for something.
I just want to be normal.
As many of you know I went to my first therapy session today… it was amazing. I was diagnosed with anxiety, possibly bipolar, and possibly depression. Within 45 minutes this therapist understood me well enough to make this diagnosis. This is because I was completely honest which is what I advise everyone to do when getting help. It is the greatest relief and just knowing what is wrong makes me so much happier. Help is definitely scary, but if you find the right kind of help as I did, it is so worth it. I wish you all the best on your journey as I […]
I have been on medication (viibryd) for 6 weeks. doc says it will help. He also gave me clonopin for anxiety at work. I am 42 divorced, no kids, just a great dog who was thrown from a car window and i rescued him. I will not committ suicide and leave my dog. no one would care if i die, i come from a “traditional italian family” your not supposed to have depression, you are supposed to “snap out of it and smile” well i cant. and lord knows i’ve tried and tried and tried. I feel now that since i’ve been with this job […]
These days I am increasingly struggling to find a reason to keep going. Everytime I go outside I feel that everyone is looking and judging me, analysing my every awkward move. Walking on the pavement/sidewalk towards oncoming traffic is the worst as It just feels like a barrage of people staring at you, judging you. I hate thinking this way and I know its not rational, but I cant shake it, its like I am defined by my anxiety. Even when I succeed at something, theres always a voice saying I should have done better- endless quest for perfection? then what?  I think what is making […]
i dont know when they started. i guess i’ve always thought about death, even as a little kid. I’ve just always seen something and thought “that could kill me. i’d be dead/gone” it used to scare me so much but now i’m used to it. now i listen to it. i’ve already made one attempt and obviously failed. just planning and thinking about it calms all my anxiety. i’ve lost my train of thought for now….sorry for wasting your time
Has anyone ever thought about the next few days of their lives, and just dreaded them so badly? Literally losing sleep stressing over what could just be a normal day?? It’s been happening to me a lot lately, and it’s made me cut (a lot) & even made me consider suicide…. Every time though, the days I’m dreading turn out fine, some times there even good days. If I had killed myself, it could be over something that wouldn’t even be real.. Is this anxiety? Dreading each day this severely that you stay up all night so it seems further away? Someone’s gotta know.
I got word on Friday that I was admitted to a reasonably prestigious law school. Everyone at work couldn’t have been happier for me, and for about twelve straight hours, I was able to convince myself that I was a human being worthy of sucking in oxygen.
So why, in light of being accepted into this school and in knowing I’m pursuing a career I truly love, do I still want to jump?
That, I think, is the problem. If I could put my finger on why I want to do it, I’d be able to – rationally – address it. I’d be, if I so cared, […]