Sorry I’m so wordy, and you probably don’t care. I guess I’m just whiny.
My timeline of friends and now I have no one..
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i had to abandon my two best friends 4 months ago. we were three and we had that kind of friendship that we couldn’t stay all day without seeing each other. we were brothers.
my friendship had started with them and along with this friendship i started to do cocaine. we all did cocaine. we were three cokeheads. three junkies. but fuck! we were three mothercuking brothers, and that no one can deny.
but when i was with those brothers, i forget about my real ones. my real brothers. my brother, my sister and my parents. i forgot my family. i and i’m sorry for that, for […]
I have no reason for it. No reason for the pain, guilt, or regret. No reason to complain or whine or say anything bad about my life.
My family are some of the nicest, kindest people on this planet. My friends are always there for me no matter what. I love them all so much and would do anything for them. I came from a wealthy home. While I was not given everything, I was given what I needed(and a little extra) and that is not something everyone can say. I’ve had a good education. I wouldn’t say I’m a genius but if I.Q. tests tell you […]
Today I attended the funeral of a family friend, she was 22 years young and she had taken her own life on the 8th of august. I didn’t know her very well, but anyone could see she was very naturally beautiful with a contagious smile and an infectious laugh.
She was well known and well loved by so many people, all I’ve heard is how amazing she is, how she was free-spirited, selfless, caring and kind. I heard how much she loved people, music and how devoted she was to her family and friends.
I heard she was a beautiful, bubbly, spiritual and loving young […]
I’m 15, depressed, suicidal, and I don’t care about who will cry if I am dead. I have a few of the best friends in the world, but they just don’t get it. Comforting me won’t work, I don’t want you to tell me I’m perfect, or anything close to it. I don’t even want you to tell me I’m alright. Because I know you’re lying, I’m not anything. I’m just a stupid f*ck who can’t do anything right. My parents hate me, I hate me. I’m scared of my extended family, I’m scared of everyone, even my own friends.I don’t believe anyone, they’re all […]
I don’t know why but putting my story out there feels like it will help, so here I go. Read if you please.
I was born healthy, I have two older brothers. My mom worked all the time so I stayed home with my dad. My dad is bipolar. Though I only vaguely remember, I’m told I spent most of my childhood sitting in the dark in the living room because my dad’s paranoia made it impossible to leave. My dad had some alcohol abuse problems and he would abuse my mom too. I shared a crawlspace as a room with my older brother. We eventually […]
I haven’t had much luck with this whole suicide business so far. A couple of years ago an overdose didn’t even touch the sides. A few months back I tried the exit bag method, and didn’t even lose consciousness. We’re pretty robust creatures, it seems.
As much as I’d like to succumb to a peaceful death in bed, it looks like I’m going to have to bite the bullet and try a violent approach. I’m going to start with the official drop table, and double the recommended height. I’ll happily trade off an increased risk of decapitation for a reduced risk of strangulation.
I’m sharing this with […]
ive had a killer headache all day. even though my morning started off pretty good and ive had a low stress day i just feel like shit and dont feel good at all. it dosent help people asking me if im ok when they dont want to know the answer. dont ask me something if you dont want me to tell you the truth. you only like the happy, stoner, party side of me so dont try to get to know the real raw me no one sees. yea you used to know me but then what happened, you put me in a fucking mental […]
This Saturday, I’m going to a One Republic concert. I was really excited because I was bringing my best friend Kathrine and my other friend Morgan. Morgan and I used to be best friends, but she started ignoring me this year. In school, she would give me these short bullshit answers every time I tried to talk to her. We used to sit right next to each other, but she put two people between us. And then when we got home from school she would text me, acting as if she’d never done those things. So, I started ignoring her outside of school. She got […]
We all seem to share one thing… The question, why do we want to die, why are we alive, why do we feel this way? I can only speak for myself we are all very different. I just turned 18 and have a world of opportunity. I’m considered pretty and envied by others and I’m off to a great school for fashion merchandising, my passion, at the end of August. I have best friends and a boyfriend. It all sounds perfect right? Wrong. I constantly wake up wondering why I woke up. Sometimes I lay and stare at the ceiling and feel like a hole […]
Well, I guess, My story starts about 1 year ago… I had been struggling with Insomnia and would do anything to get a full nights rest. I was mean, angry and on the verge of tears constantly. My friend had the same issue, but not as bad, her mom had bought some all natural sleeping aids. They worked great for my friend and I was envious! I had asked my mom as soon as I heard about the success, if she could maybe be open to me trying them out.. I was shut down so fast… I was angry and hurt that she had said […]
My name shall remain anonymous. I’ll go by KLM, just to make things easier for everyone who decides to read this.
This is my story. It involves: depression, mood disorder, drugs, drinking, sex, suicidal ideation, suicide attempts, and lots of other mature content. I don’t want to trigger anyone, so just stating it before hand. Here goes nothin’.
I was born in Las Vegas, Nevada. Still live in the same house after being alive for these past sixteen years. A lot has happened in my life the past five years. When I was a child, I was a good kid. I got good grades, hardly ever got […]
I know how much the decision to commit suicide really hurts. I know how much pain it takes to be pushed to that point. About six or seven years ago I made the decision to kill myself. Six or seven. That’s how long it’s been since I’ve been pushed that far. Luckily for me the day I made that decision someone, who I know consider my guardian angel, saved my life. We are best friends, sisters in fact, to this day. I’m so glad I didn’t kill myself. It turns out I didn’t want to stop breathing, I just wanted my problems to go away.
I […]
On July 26, 2013, I will be sad, depressed, and all kinds of crap will be going on in my mind. Why? That day will mark the 3rd year that I lost my father to suicide.
My father was the most kindest mad you would have ever met. He would give his shirt off his back to a stranger. He use to tell me and my siblings and friends that “there is nothing wrong with being yourself.”
How can a man with such a big heart want to end all of that? And where was I when it happened?
I was about to take my last exam of […]
Three years ago this summer I lost my father. He managed to make it to my graduation and my first summer semester in college. However, towards the end of that summer my father decided to take his own life. To be a victim of SUICIDE.
During that summer, I lost three of my best friends. Not cause of death, no. But because we split up and went to different universities around the state. We do still talk to each other from time to time, its just hard to find another group of people that you share some of the same interests in, the same personalities, and […]
When i was about two years old, my mum left me in a small house with an 11 year old babysitter for a whole weekend to get drunk.
I remember people telling me that i would have been in care if it wasn’t for my Dad, although now that i’m growing into my teenage years he doesn’t pay any attention to me. I live with my Nan and Granddad. My Granddad is maybe the only person i appreciate, along with my best friends. I obviously love my family, but i feel awkward around my Dad, and my Nan’s constantly drunk and angry, and she’s spending all […]
This is going to sound cliche, but it’s my boyfriend. I have liked him for as long as I can remember. When we were not dating we were basically best-friends. I told him everything. Â About me cutting, my mom on drugs, and when she said she didn’t care about me. So we talked a lot. One of my friends kept telling him to ask me out and he finally did. June 1st, 2013. I still have scars, although I haven’t been cutting ever since. It feels good to know that you have someone that cares about you. He is everything to me. I couldn’t live […]
ive singlehandedly fucked up my whole life. i was in love with my best friend. we’ve been best friends for years and ive loved him the whole time and then i fucked the whole thing up. because he was being distant and i freaked and stopped talking to him for weeks and then the first time he even texted me all he wanted to say was that he “liked” someone. this gorgeous fucking perfect girl that everyone is in love with and that he will never get. and now everything is messed up and i ruined our friendship and we are both going to the […]
People just don’t understand that I’m slowly dying inside. That I feel like such a loser everyday. I’m not pretty. My two best friends, the only girls I hang out with, are super pretty and a perfect size 0 or 1. They are Barbie doll perfect. Ten there is me. I’m not pretty like them, and I am not tiny. Everyone tells me I have a nice body and I’m pretty, so why don’t I believe them? My self-confidence is so low. I just want someone there for me. My “best friends” don’t even realize when something is wrong with me. They just leave me […]
As I am typing this, my life on paper sounds like the most ideal life anyone can hope to live. I did drop out of college and my job, but only for a few months as I’m planning to get a part time summer job and take classes again in the Fall (I’m lucky my parents didn’t punch me in the head for what I did). Everyone in my family is… family. Normal. Granted, my parents and I had our differences and argued sometimes, but that’s normal, isn’t it?
Childhood was relatively normal (minus being molested by two teeenage girls when I was like… 8? I […]
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