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I’m Crazy

by renegadeRaenbow
written by renegadeRaenbow

Little bit of a new song that I’m writing.

Sometimes when I’m sleeping deep and sound,
I’ll wake and pick my gui-tar off the ground.
I’ll strum a tune and I’ll sing a song
But I’m kind of a loon and there’s nothing wrong with me.
I’m just crazy.

They locked me up when I was twelve,
They never knew that I would delve
So far into this state of mind once more.
Then came thirteen and I was free
But nothing quite as it should be
Until they found me on the bathroom floor.

Yeah that’s all I have for now.

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I’m crazy..

by JotoAssCat
written by JotoAssCat

i started hallucinating about 4 days ago.  i also have a voice in my head. i fight with it a lot. it tells me everything it hates about me, about how i don’t deserve to be happy no matter how much i wish i was.. and it hurts. i used to say those things to myself, and now a part of me got cut off and just lives in my head. i’ll have a good time with my friends, and it will tell me not to smile because my smile is ugly. i’ll put makeup on and it will tell me nothing can fix my […]

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I need to change something before it’s too late, but I just can’t.

by sono_libero
written by sono_libero

This lady came to my school today and talked about the dangers of dark magic. She talked about demon possession and how she was able to conjure spirits when she was in high school. I find it all entirely fascinating, but I am getting far too caught up in the dark world for it to be safe anymore. I feel constantly trapped in darkness and emptiness. I am never happy anymore. I have nothing to live for. I stopped using drugs and cutting nearly six weeks ago, and everything has grown worse, instead of better, since then. Everything is a constant battle. Far too often, […]

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My lost love

by lifes_end
written by lifes_end

The day I met her, we both realized we could help each other. No one else could look past the point we are both girls though. Everyone laughed at us and called us names, but we smiled and helped each other through it. She cut, so do I, the difference.. she didn’t know when too much was too much, that’s probably why she’s gone. We held our heads high, put it started to get worse. I would be hit, and punched and kicked down, and so would she. I tried to help her I just, I wasn’t strong enough. Her cuts started getting worse, she wouldn’t even wear short sleeves […]

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Why not?

by freezinginfire
written by freezinginfire

Mentally…

I’ve never been worse.

I want to die so bad.

I can barely think.

I don’t think I have any connections left.

I don’t feel like typing anymore.

No one cares anyways.

Physically…

I’m exhausted.

I left bed twice today.

I collapsed on the bathroom floor and fell asleep (20ft/6m from my room at most) because I didn’t have enough energy to get back to bed.

I can’t support weight with my left foot, so I’m using crutches.

I haven’t eaten all day. My stomach feels like shit.

My temperature was 102F/38.9C.

My head hurts so bad.

I’m dehydrated.

So… Why not?

I’ll microwave some chlorhexidine gluconate and then dissolve about 30 tablets of efferdent into it and drink.

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Living Is Hard To Do : Depression

by roojay13
written by roojay13

 

     As I’ve spoken about in previous posts, I’ve had depression, anxiety and paranoid delusions for most of my life and it’s not easy to live with, especially the depression.

     For me, at 11 years old it began with a deep sadness that just never seemed to lift.  It spiralled pretty quickly and I began to spend an awful lot of time alone in my bedroom.  I felt as though I was the loneliest person in the world because nobody could really relate to what I was feeling.  The thing that got to me most was that some people would say things like, “you’re […]

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If I am ever asked to describe the lowest point of my life, I would describe tonight.

by sono_libero
written by sono_libero

I would talk about the way layers of burned flesh rolled off my wrist in the shower and the feeling that the drugs produced when snorted instead of swallowed. I would tell of the extreme dizziness, the pounding headache, and the thick fog I was in; the muffled sobbing and the uncontrollable shaking while laying on the cold, hard bathroom floor at 2 am. I would describe how my body screamed to escape while there was still a chance, but my mind said that I was already too far gone. I would tell of how I just wanted to swallow all my pills and […]

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Please Stay…

by Tammie Louise
written by Tammie Louise

My blood litters the bathroom floor;

Another fight with you,

Your up against the door,

Begging me not to do it,

Dont go away, you say,

Please stay.

I dont want to leave but I have to,

If I stay, one of us is sure to get hurt;

I hate seeing pain in your beautiful brown eyes,

So therefore I know it is me that has to die.

I’m leaving out the front door!

Your sitting on the couch,

Hoping for one last kiss,

But I know that if I give in now,

I wont be able to go,

You say ‘I love you babe’.

As one tear slowly runs down my face,

You say that we’ll get through this;

We alway do!

I love you babe!

I love you […]

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Feeling worthless

by kindalostkid
written by kindalostkid

I’ve been dealing with depression for over 2 yrs. now. And I’ve attempted suicide multiple times from taking pills to OD, to crashing my car. I used to cut all the time when I got really upset. I told my “2nd mom” about all this and she was really worried one day I told her I wanted to die. And me her and her daughter (my ex) went to a hospital for me to get help I took a couple classes and hated it, it wasn’t helping so I left. I went on medication for my depression doctors not knowing I was suicidal. I still […]

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impact

by youwouldntrealise
written by youwouldntrealise

so i have this best friend who knows everything about me… he means the world to me and he knows litterally everything about me and i think i know everything about him.

the other day i told him i self harmed (i have been doing it on and off since last september) and he knew i had done it in the past, but i promised him i would tell him before i would do it again. I didnt… and well lets just say he found out and i wish i never said anything.

he had threatened in the past to cut himself twice as hard, which caused […]

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Too much of a crowd

by mlxoxo
written by mlxoxo

I want to cut desperately.
I want to feel, to control my own pain.
I’m alone truly alone. I don’t feel anything anymore. Nothing makes me sad or happy anymore. Nothing’s funny. Everything’s just empty, blank.
I cut myself a couple weeks ago with a razor it was an honest accident. I loved the pain I got from it though. For the first time in a while I could feel. For the first time I was in control of my own pain. I felt something other than emotional bullshit.
I ache for that feeling again but I can’t bring myself to do it. I seat […]

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Gods sick joke

by alwaysonsomethingluv
written by alwaysonsomethingluv

I remember the day I did it. I laughed and laughed and laughed until my laughter mixed with my tears and sobs. I sat in my bathroom floor while I laughed. No one was home.
I had tried to kill myself. taken pills. I was on pain meds and muscle relaxers (I have a bad back.). I had had an argument with my aunts and parents, I was feeling worthless, I’m always causing problems to them. I can never be that bundle of joy I was when I was younger. My mind is to messed up for that.
But I remember. I took one, then […]

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Just one more good story

by Sideblinder
written by Sideblinder

This will be my first post here. Hello.

A couple years ago I attempted to overdose on sleeping pills.  I was on anti-depressants that I had been taking irregularly because I had just moved into a new, very tiny, apartment with my new girlfriend.  We had been together for a little under a year.  In addition to anti-depressants I had some perscription sleep meds, and one night after weeks and weeks of worsening depression, I decided I would take them all.

I sat on the bathroom floor for an hour, and just stared at the walls.  After that I went outside and stared at the sky for […]

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Need your expert advice in commiting suicide.

by Dione
written by Dione

I am so tired of all the lies and all the decite, people who call themselves my friends stab me in the back and don’t even care about other peoples feelings. I go to school faithfully to get an education and professors treat me like shit and like I am worth nothing, Do I have to pay for this crap? I have attempted suicide twice in the past, someone always found me passed out on the bathroom floor. I would like to make it happen for real this time, I want to kill everyone who has ever been mean to me especially the ones who […]

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My story..

by strong3
written by strong3

So, i guess i’m here.. just to share with you my experience..

I guess the stress of sports, losing friends, family, and getting my heartbroken over and over.. got to me.. I started cutting, which was a big mistake.. I know that, and i’m done doing that now.. One night, i couldn’t handle anything anymore.. I ran to the bathroom crying my eyes out.. I locked the doorbehind me, and grabbed a blade, and slashed my arm.. I kept cutting up my arm, slashing it, over and over.. Telling myself what a fuck up i am.. And how it was all my fault.. Each cut, deeper […]

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I think it’s hilarious I’m still alive.

by silverwires
written by silverwires

I’ve always thought it’d be better if I was dead. When I found out I was born dead, as in not breathing and doctors and nurses rushing round because I wasn’t going to make it… it makes me laugh my f**king head off. I’m still here, today. What an achievement.

I don’t remember my first suicidal thought. I remember my last. It was a few seconds ago, as always. I think about it every day, but every day I don’t do a damn thing about it and wake up the next morning just to start over again. I’m pathetic like that. Tomorrow’s never going to get […]

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Wishing, Waiting, Dying……

by hauntingyou
written by hauntingyou

It all started a year and a half ago when I came home from school to find out that my mother had died from an drug overdose earlier that morning. Being a daughter of an former alcoholic father and drug addict mother, I’ve had some hard times. From neglect to some form of abuse. From moving into a new house every couple of months with other family to watching my mother slowly die on the bathroom floor from an overdose – again. I’ve been through many things that some people would never experience. Or so I’ve been told. That was probably the worst day of […]

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