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I don’t know what to do. I want to so bad, I want to just quit, but they called me selfish, they called me an attention-seeker and that’s just made it worse. I’m done. I’m giving up, giving in. I don’t care anymore. Why should I care what they say if I’m just going to die anyway? I’ve thought about it for three days now so don’t fucking tell me I can’t.
Look at her, look at him.
She’s an angel, cloaked in sin,
He’s the demon, yet clean within.
Look at her, look at him.
See the good, not the bad.
She’s broken inside,
He smiles with pride.
See the good, not the bad.
Believe the lies, not the truth.
She’s yearning for something true,
He’s the type that would only use you.
Believe the lies, not the truth.
Look at her, look at him.
She’s crying herself to sleep,
He’s a wolf clothed like a sheep.
Look at her, look at him.
See the good, not the bad.
She believed she could never be strong
He never told her […]
I thought I was slightly improving but I am struggling right now.
I fucking can’t do this anymore.
I HATE living with my partners parents. No, this isn’t me being a spoilt child this is me hating being 25 after 7 years of living on my own to having a controlling mother in law telling me what to do.
I’m not just saying I hate the parenting. It’s that nothing is ever right. To the point where I can do the pots, but if something is an inch out of place I will never hear the end of it 🙁
I can’t even explain how bad it is.
I read a few stories about CO poisoning and people dieing in 10 min, i turned on my car and a carborator motorcycle in the garage for an hour sitting there, got a bad headache, threw up the sleeping pills. After an hr of that, pills, i cant just pass out and let it be over?
What is drowning like, i hear its painless and you pass out as soon as water hits your lungs, you just have to be brave and inhale
We’re all going to die anyway. Why talk about our problems. They mean nothing in the end. There’s no point in trying to connect with or help others. There’s no point in doing any of this meaningless crap. We’ll all just cease to exist one day and our bodies will either be burned or put in a box and then put in the ground. We’re all going to disappear one day and nothing that any of us do will matter. There is no point to any of this.
I think the great majority of us on this site has realized that life is pure and […]
Follow up from my last post where I admitted to my sister I needed mental help. Usually admitting you need help is a great first step to getting better. I guess that all really depends on who you admit it to, though, and I made a huge mistake in my choice apparently.
I grew up in a psychologically and often physically abusive household with my biomom and an overbearing 6 foot 7 “step dad” who would make me work my fingers to the bone and pick on me etc. from a small child, I was close to my grandparents and begged and pleaded with my biomom and stephitler to let me live with my grandparents. They finally did to my suprize.
Problem was, my dad was there and at that time was very physically abusive when he was drinking. When my grandfather died in December 1995, the abuse got worse. My grandma tried to stand up to him […]
I guess I’ll call the genre a Nihilistic Psychological/Survival Horror game. My goal was to create the darkest, scariest, most depressing and psychologically disturbing game ever conceived. Also the game will monitor your heart rate so when it goes up to much…you die. I got the game story achieved on Microsoft word on but it’s on my PC. I’ll write from memory.
You wake up as a naked female (or male) in a dirty bed and room with your memory erased. There is notes in the first room giving you directions on what to do to escape. There is also pictures of you and your family. […]
so….depression….isn t that the worst *****? i feel that i can t and won t do it….it stole everything from me…even myself. i ve been happy, i know the feeling, i miss it like the human misses oxygen. i can t have it back….i had a break down and lost everything.nothing can change the past and we cannot rewrite history. i choose not to live in pain. i tried for a while…some meds, some therapy….nothing worked…i just want and wanted out. this fear of fucking death, the unknown, still keeps me here…i know it won t be for long…i can t bear too much. honestly…life […]
It’s been a long time since I was last here. About a year and half, to be exact. I thought I was really getting better but in the last few months, everything seems to be spiraling down again. I’ve read that it’s therapeutic to write about it, so hopefully this will help me.
In July, my boyfriend of seven months, Alex, broke up with me. He was everything I had wanted in a person and I woke up everyday with an overwhelming amount of happiness that I thought the years of suicidal thoughts and depression were finally leaving my mind.
If only I knew how wrong I […]
im meant to be drinking with a friend tonight and we’re meant to be taking Coke.. As bad as it sounds, I keep thinking of how easy it’ll be for me to od on it considering my heart problem and the alcohol intake. I feel that Overdosing is the only way to stop my pain, I don’t want to leave anyone but I can’t deal with the fact that I feel my heart breaking everyday over things that I couldn’t of avoided. Why should I be punished for loving the wrong human?
i dont have much time left. so i think im going to try and enjoy the time i have left, try and drown out all the bad stuff, talk to my friends, whatever. ill still keep trying to look for a job, but i doubt ill get one at this point. its almost over just 2 more weeks. i hope something good will happen, but i know it wont. thats ok ill be ok ijust have to pretend like its not happening for a while and then it will be over.
day two, figured I should try a second post just to get out there again. Appreciate all the support from people. Today is a little better, still feel like someone pissed in my cheerios but still better than yesterday. Don’t feel as bad as yesterday and can focus on my work a bit more. Still just feels like same shit different day though but I’m trying to work on it.
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Hi.. I just wanted to tell my story… So i suddenly one day find myself completly emotionless… This feeling continued for about some days. Then I started to cry without any reason. I just became sad because of… really nothing. So Things were bad but not like I wanted to self harm or end my life, yet. Then this boy came into my life… Ofcourse I fell in love With him… He showed me that he liked me to, told me I was beautiful, skinny, smart and more… We talked 24/7 and went out together… Then suddenly he tells me that what we are doing […]
I’d managed to stop relapsing several times, especially after my university counsellor informed my parents of my so called ‘suicidal thoughts’. But that horrible feeling of spiralling down into an endless black hole returned, and I just really don’t know who to go to anymore. I suppose I’ll continue dealing with these shitty feelings. I just really want to know if this is depression or bipolar disorder, or am I just having a bad day. I’ve been having these ‘episodes’ for close to 7 years now, and I’d always thought that everyone felt this way. Now that I realise that it’s not, I just want […]
A perfect weekend ruined by one conversation. After a wonderful 21 st birthday celebration. Now just sitting here with new bruises and scars all over me. I cant do this anymore. taking the pain out on my self from the stress, pain, every single little thing that goes wrong and attacking myself like some kind of animal. If I want to be able to live another 21 years this has to stop. I know I have a lot of bad things happened in my life and some good things. I am seriously considering on getting help like get counseling. I don’t believe in this method […]
So I’m the type of person who is super neat and clean and always does work before play. I’m really good about getting my homework etc. done ahead of time, and pretty much love to work really hard with everything I do and tend to be an overachiever. I have had a bad day or two every now or then where I just slack off because I’m not in the mood or my depression is just getting the best of me, but its never held be back like this before. my rooms a mess, I haven’t touched my homework in a week or so and […]