For all my life I have just passed from one painful absurdity to the next. And all along I thought, woe is me, I haven’t any luck in life; a life of a boy who was intellectual, creative, loving, and self-aware. As I came to adulthood, I came to the melancholic realization that I am none of these things, nor have I ever been. Even with every shred of sorrowful heartbreak and death of a loved one or a cherished emotion, from every punch in the groin to every stab in the neck, the truly, most dangerously negative force was my own sense of self. […]
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I am 56 years old. I have no money, no property, no assets, no pension, no income and, frankly, no marketable skills. I have large unpaid tabs at several local hostelries and debts to most of my friends here which I have secured on the (false) assurance that money is on the way from my (long closed) UK accounts. Help and understanding (of any sort) have long since dried up. I am largely looked upon as the liability which I am.
I have been staying at a cheap hotel locally since I was evicted from my apartment three weeks ago for non-payment of rent. I […]
Good God life is just so fucking difficult I am so tiered of the same stuff happening in my life I think I am destined to be alone and miserable for the rest of my life. It feels as though that I have to experiecnce soo much bad luck. Nothing good can ever happen to me that’s just the way my life works. I wanna talk to someone. I never know what to say at all I posted something like this before, but I just don’t see why I am always alone. I fucking hate the way I am. Could someone please help me I just […]
A week of coincidences. Those unhappy bitches just never let up. Every time I take a step aside, there they emerge, out of nowhere. Every time I do particular things, either intentionally or unintentionally, no matter what the outcome is. Much like someone trying to tell me:  Stick to the same route, or you know you’ll regret it. It STILL has me wondering, who is behind the wheel of my life? I only know it ain’t me.
I’ve been sleeping badly this past week. I don’t even know if I’ve been sleeping at all. It could be that drinking 10 cups of coffee in a day until […]
Do tranquilizers and antidepressants combat constant bad luck occurrences?
by Dead Right
written by Dead Right
Do tranquilizers and antidepressants combat constant bad luck occurrences?
As everyone knows that have read my past posts, I have been very depressed and taking antidepressants for quite a few years. For me, suicide has been a security blanket for countless years and has provided somewhat a comfort from some past crappy occurrences that appears to me, to be extremely bad luck. Of course there may be some happenstances that are a result of my poor choices, but I will not admit to that now at this moment. For now it is the cruel cosmos that is to blame for all my unhappiness.
Undesirable things just seem […]
Life and luck is such a pain in the ass at times. Here I am having lived with only 26 cents to my name and a few packs of Raman Noodles for the past 4 days.
I am really tired of surviving on noodles!!!!
Today I received my socal security check and the first thing I did was to buy some groceries and pay my past due room rent. Things have been tough for the last week; I could have really used some money for food.
Today, I was folding a pair of shorts that I had not used 5 months and felt a lump in the pocket: The […]
The drugs that I have been on for the past year are Effexor, Wellbutrin and Lamictal. The doctor told me they were antidepressants however I was always depressed. The only problem was that I never felt fully cured or happy. During the day or when I was around anyone I would always put on a happy face and joke with everyone so no one could see my pain, depression and loneliness. Everyone thought I was a happy-go-lucky guy. At times I almost convinced myself. What really made me realize that the Effexor and Wellbutrin were working to some extent was if I forgot to take […]
I’m a 14 year old guy.
These are some of the reasons I think I should commit suicide.
I was at a good friend’s house. He walked down the hall. I thought to use the restroom. He came back with a shotgun. He told me what a worthless son of a ***** I was and that he was going to kill me. He pressed the gun against the side of my head. Then pulled it back and looking frustrated with himself for not following through, punched me. I layed there while he yelled at me and told me why he hated me until my parents got there […]
Why cant I be gone already? Why am I still here hoping for change when more terrible stuff happen? Why when i beg God to be dead the more bad stuff happen to me. I guess it just my bad luck. My life is to complicated right now but i keep holding on but then again there will be no change. But i won’t let go. No. Not now. Not when there are those few people that care so much. Not when i start feeling a bit of love. But then I can’t stop that thought. That thought that makes me hurt myself and i […]
Ok, Let me first tell you, what prompted me to look up this website today, and vent out my frustration . I’ve been having suicidal thoughts for the past 3 years.
Having been a remarkable student all my life, something happened 3 years ago, that all of a sudden, you can even say, overnight, turned me into a loser! Its not a specific incident or anything, but I’d even move over to the occult and say I’ve been struck by bad luck. My performance academically started dripping, my concentration levels started dwindling, nothing that I wanted, even with all my sincerity and hard work, I got. […]
Day started bright and early, headed out to do an activity with a group of people. People I hardly know, yet they know me…
Throughout the day we were mostly working outside in the hot sun. I don’t do too well in the heat…
Feeling of loneliness in the crowd of people began to set in. No happiness could be found…
There was one thing that kept the spirits up, seeing those pretty butterflies and dragonflies fly around happily. They kept me going and working…
After many hours pass, the group begins to take their leave. I begin to pack up too…
On my way to my car, I see the […]
I’m one of those ‘bad luck’ kind of girls. It’s easier to point to my LiveJournal, but I don’t know that it’s allowed since it’s adult-related. You can skip the story with this synopsis: I have  no family, my friends are in other states, my luck with men is horrible, I survived (if you really want to call it that) extreme childhood abuse that turned into finding jerks to replay it.
I spent several years of my teens homeless on the streets of Los Angeles dodging hookers, pimps, and all manner of foul person. I’ve never been arrested and got my stupid drug using years over […]
I am 35 male and i am honestly surprised i have made it this long, i truly hate life,i hate people,i hate myself.Ive been battling with deppression for as long as i could remmember and everything bad always seems to happen to me,i walk around with this black cloud on top of my head,it truly sucks to be me
Don’t know what to do anymore. Watching my world collapse around me more and more every day. This streak of bad luck is never going to end. I’ve already killed myself once. All this can end if I can have her love again. I can’t begin to list every thing that has happened within the past couple months, nothing good has happened. All I need is to have her by my side again, and the rest I can take care of. Unfortunately that’s not going to happen, what’s the point of living? Constant unhappiness isn’t a life I would like to live. Live, die…who cares?
The Minute I wake up I cry because I am so sick and tired of my life and how it has been lived. I wonder what I have done wrong in my life. You know I know that i am not perfect I never have claimed to me and I know for sure I will never claim the perfection of someone…. I am not flawless like others. When i look in the mirror I stare and cry some more because I am not that pretty skinny girl every one would love to be with..
I am not perfection because I have been through so much bullshit […]
I am starting to feel like I am being punished for being alive, I wasn’t truly meant to exist anyway since I was unplanned. I can’t have one good thing happen and if something does, I pay for it later on. I have been through so much in my life, was mentally and physically abused by my dad, had to watch it happen to my mom who is disabled, been into women’s shelters, was raised in a cult like religion which left me without friends, social activities was highly restricted, no help from them with what was going on at home since they said in […]
Today I set a date for checking out. I’ve chosen a method but have to do a bit more research. I’m nervous about it since I’ve tried killing myself a few times before and have bad luck and am spacey. I seem to survive strange things, like getting hit by a truck going 60 mph (I wasn’t in a car, was on the side of the road). This was not a suicide attempt–the guy was on coke and ran the car off the road–but just something that happened. I’ve also survived a savage dog attack where I got over 70 puncture wounds, lost some use […]
I’ve been hanging onto life by a thread and
have used up all of the hope and optimism that I had to keep
on living. I have been trying to keep a positive outlook on my life. I’ve wanted the same thing that everyone else wants, happiness.
Maybe I’ve already served my purpose and therefore have nothing more to give.
Thus is not something
My wife has been put through hell by being involved with my mishaps, bad luck, and depression. I just want then to know that I love them and I hope they will find how to forgive me.
i fought through everything in my life, starvation, homeless, abandment, even times i wanted to take a bunch of pills and end it or excape for a little while,i stopt abusing pills when i was 19,i thought if u fight like u want what you see and want what you crave in life then it has to happen,my family dont give a shit about me, my dad only calls to ask if i heard from my twin and how shes doing, can somebody atleast act like they care?o i forgot ,people do, and they end up showing who they really are wen they leave you […]
1. They assume all situations are created equal.
2. They use flowery language to hide a lack of substance.
3. They attribute successes to hard work and failures to bad luck.
4. Fortune cookies work just as well, and taste much better.
5. People like to recommend them in lieu of actually doing anything helpful.
6. They assume that hard work always pays off.
7. They assume that believing in yourself always pays off.
8. They never specify what they mean by ‘believing in yourself’.
9. They cultivate false hope.
10. They only person they actually help is the author.
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