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Baby Sister

My brothers Keeper

by imaokat 3/20/2018

written by imaokat

March 19, 2018.

“I am a survivor of a loved one of suicide.” It’s been six months since the passing of my loved one and today I seen that quote and my heart was so heavy i needed somewhere to let it out.

I am the middle child of my broken family, below me I have a baby sister who is not such a baby anymore but a huge gap between my brother and i. Then, there was my older brother, one year, three months, seven days apart to be exact. Growing up everyone thought we were twins, which we hated but now i guess i understand […]

3/20/2018 1 comment

this is some of me

by serena 5/6/2013

written by serena

ive been thinking about this scince pi was born my aunt will hit me when i went to go live with her and my mom well i was a mistake to begin with i dont know if i can do this i live for my baby sister and my love but in reality im dieing i tried to drink hydrogen proixde but my best freiend dumped it out on the grass i was putting it in my mouth she thought i wasent gonna do it and i risk everything everyday living people will be like if u do that u will do that and i […]

5/6/2013 0 comment

why am i even alive…

by nonabani 8/12/2012

written by nonabani

ive been through alot since childhood, ive seen my mom being hit and bleed, ive gone to school scared of coming back home and not finding her alive because dad killed her, ive seen my baby sister die infront of my eyes and i dont remember telling her i loved her, i remember the days dad dint come home cuz he was SOME WHERE ELSE , i remember when he went to sleep like he dint give a shit while my mom had aÂ miscarriage, i remember every word he said to her that made her cry ….i remember dad repenting after my baby sister died […]

8/12/2012 2 comments

Funny, But This Will Be Sooo Bad Later

by thefailure 8/1/2012

written by thefailure

I got kidnapped by a friend yesterday, and somehow ended up in Wal-Mart (of all places) watching in horror as my sister Toni tore into some poor kid for asking if she was my mom. She’s only five years older than me, but…yeah. “Awkward” does not begin to describe that mess yesterday.

So, anyway, she storms out, leaving me and Dee to apologize and pick up the pieces and try to make a graceful exit. Then we come back here, and I start getting phone calls from my husband’s family. Apparently, to “punish” me for having the gall to look too young, my sister had called […]

8/1/2012 7 comments

its so hard…..

by squirrelykins23 6/5/2012

written by squirrelykins23

when i was 8, i was sexually abused. my mom was an alcoholic almost my whole life, my dad abanded me when i was so young, came back around in my life when i was 15 and choose his new family over his kids. my “best friends” put my secrets all overs facebook to use it against me when we got into a fight. we made up, but i havent fully forgaven them because i have horrible trust issues. im in love with my best friend, and we almost were togetherÂ BUT of courseÂ she found someone better. my whole life ive been made fun of for […]

6/5/2012 5 comments

help mee i carnt take it

by missunknown 5/20/2012

written by missunknown

i dont want to be here anymore

i dont know what going on my lifes so messed up. everything went wrong when i was taken from my mother at the age of 11 i had to move to my dads because social services said my mum emotionally and mentaly abused us i was a good kid i looked after my younger sibling while my older brother and sister took drugs with my mum so when we was taken i was relieved in a way but my whole life changed from there. i have 4 sisters and 1 brother we all got seperated and we had supervised […]

5/20/2012 1 comment

Pissed off (crazy)

by RogueShadow1281 5/6/2012

written by RogueShadow1281

Baby sister has been crying for the past hour, every time something happens, she cries. She’s the shrieking kind of crying, makes me wanna kill that piece of shit. Too bad I have “no balls”, nor to kill myself. So i hope I’m destined to do something. I have been angry for the past 3 days, ever since my little “date” with my cousin jasmine was canceled because her mom has no money.Â

I’m incredibly angry, stepdad brings the baby into the living room so it could cry in my fucking ear as I play video games (not intentionally) and I sit here holding my emotions […]

5/6/2012 32 comments

Going to Gloria’s

by rainbowsh3rb3rt 4/4/2012

written by rainbowsh3rb3rt

Dear Gloria,

It’s your favorite niece writing. I’ve been thinking, and this summer I would really like to come visit you. I’m so sick of this fucking family with their fucking up tight opinions and suburb attitudes. Every single one of them just pisses me off. I’m serious, just looking at one of them makes me want to take a bullet to the head. Today your little sister and I got in a fight….again. I figured as much would happen, it always does when schoolwork becomes a requirement. Apparently “we don’t communicate like we used to” well how the fuck am I supposed to “communicate” when […]

4/4/2012 1 comment

Hello?

by subtle_bloodstains 3/22/2012

written by subtle_bloodstains

Hi. This is my first time ever posting to this site or anything like this site. I found this site doing research for my suicide, but I’ve come back multiple times just to read the posts because it seems that there are people here I can identify with.

So I suppose that I should tell my suicide story? I will try, but it’s not much of a story. It’s nothing compared to some of the things I read here, or see and hear at school. I know I have no right to feel the way I do, but that knowledge doesn’t change what I feel, it […]

3/22/2012 12 comments

To the folks who took the time to answer my post yesterday.

by Cajunfield 12/29/2011

written by Cajunfield

I thank you all for the time you took to reply to my post. It was very kind and thoughtful.

Courage to put my life in harms way was easy to find, as I knew why I came here and who I was working for. Even when the mortars came in, I wasnâ€™t afraid. I hear gunfire and explosions, yet I have no fear. Not of an earthly type of death. The death I truly fear is of being alone, of giving up my dream and quitting on the people who I love and have worked my entire career for. […]

12/29/2011 7 comments