I have become a caffeine addict for the reason that it is easier to tell myself that the unrest and disquiet I feel comes from a chemical stimulus rather than that my own body is unable to chemically stabilize itself. Â It, so far, is keeping me alive. Â Maybe if I can lie to myself, tell myself that this urge to cut, to die, is due to me drinking too much coffee, then I can stay here a little longer?
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 Beauty is not the goal of competitive sports, but high-level sports are a prime venue for the expression of human beauty. The relation is roughly that of courage to war.The human beauty we’re talking about here is beauty of a particular type; it might be called kinetic beauty. Its power and appeal are universal. It has nothing to do with sex or cultural norms. What it seems to have to do with, really, is human beings’ reconciliation with the fact of having a body
There’s a great deal that’s bad about having a body. If this is not so obviously true that no one needs examples, […]
Im new here .. and I need help , I have issues with my dad. He doesnt seem to care at all . My family thinks that he is a good dad, but they just dont see how he really is with me . Hes a dad i probably consider as a father. I havnt been able to focus on school because of this.Im doing horrible, but i am trying my best to make my dad happy , but i always fail, he thinks im perfect .Im not. Is anybody else going through the same thing ? with a broken family ?
“This might be the heartache that don’t stop hurting, it just keeps working on me, it just keeps pickin’ on me.”
I’ve tried almost everything to make it go away. Smoking, drinking, sex, and shredding my wrists.. The most helpful thing has been cutting. Seeing the blood drip and roll down my body. It’s almost like I’m draining my body of the hurt. If I just bleed enough it’ll eventually go away forever.. at least that’s what I’m hoping. I’m at a dead end and I don’t know what else to do.. tell somebody? or keep shredding my body until I’m all gone? I’m running out […]
Hi
this is my first comment and …
I wanna to write sth which a great mathematician has said:”maybe I must stay and decay in this silence tower with the Vultures which are eating my soul and body.” John Nash
http://www.monster10.com/The-10-Best-Ways-To-Fight-Depression.htm
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9. Don’t Drink! Drinking and drug use are only a temporary fix and most times amplify your emotions. Stay away from the alcohol and the booze!
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8. Eat healthy! You are what you eat and junk foods are not healthy. Loose the fast foods and saturated fats and you’ll start feeling lighter and better. Fruits and veggies will do wonder for your mind and body. An apple a day keeps depression way!
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7. Drink Water! Stay after from carbonated drinks and liquids filled with sugar. 8 glasses a day will keep you hydrated and flush out bad toxins that keep you in a rut.
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6. Listen to music! Listen to your favorite tunes and feel free to sing […]
can a US citizen who dies in Mexico donate his body to a Mexican hospital or science lab
Out of respect, names will be changed for privacy.
yesterday was a horrible day. My mother was the first person (who knew Tom well), to discover Tom’s dead body in his hotel room. My mother and Lisa, a friend of moms who barely knew Tom apart from the occasional light teasing they shared back and forth, searched the city for him after no one had heard from him for a week. The search lead to a small area in a bad neighborhood by two restaurants and a cheap hotel, a waitress at a restaurant he used to frequent took mother to the hotel manager and got […]
That’s pretty much the story of my  life.
i always wonder, why am i so sad?… everything is (or at least seems) fine.
my body works how it’s supposed to, i’ve got a decent house, a family who i think loves me, things have been going rather okay lately, and i have never been through really painful situations….
but no matter what i feel like like there’s something missing…like i’m the odd one everywhere i go.
i hate myself. i hate the way i look, the way i speak, think, live, act….
the truth is i don’t want to die…. but i don’t wanna live either – i just want […]
Good evening,
It’s fair to say I am struggling. I’m 35, been suffering with anxiety and depression for 3 years. I also have severe IBS, or in other words I get really ill a lot and the doctors don’t know why. My anxiety has lot of unwanted symptons, the worse one is feeling really cold and tight across the right side of my body. Weird huh? I can seemingly handle one or even 2 at a time, but all 3 and it’s too much.
Of course I’ve tried everything, and I mean everything. I’ll have periods when I think I’m getting to grips with it all and […]
Would you come to my funeral? What thoughts would go through your head as you gazed at my cold, pale body? Would you feel bad about everything that you did? Would you miss me, years later when you’re married and have a family of your own, would you even remember my name? Would you cry for me? Do you miss me at all? Is there ever a piece of you that wishes you hadn’t made the decision to cut me out, freeze me out of your life? Will my name ever drift into your mind, years from now? Will you even know why?
Hey.
I’m 23, trans, and recently diagnosed with thoracic and a rare cervical scoliosis. It’s not so extreme that it’s noticeable with clothes on but, in a way, that makes it worse. Without clothes it’s fairly easy to spot if you know what you’re looking for. I’ve known about the asymmetries for years, but I didn’t realise they were part of a  bigger problem, just “bad posture”. My parents never noticed it because I hid it (secretly I was ashamed of it). Everytime I brought it up with my parents they’d tell me “stop slouching over the computer” or “stop carrying heavy bags”–implying that I was […]
I’ve come here to this site, as I do to many sites about suicide, because I am what has been coined a suicide survivor. My grandfather killed himself with a gunshot to the head four years ago this October. Although not close to the family due to extremely traumatic events caused by this same family during childhood, I was devastated by his suicide. He was one of the few people in the family I cared for. I was the person delegated to clean out his room with his blood and brains still everywhere. My father had not done anything to […]
I’m looking for people to talk to.
I’m twenty-one year old guy from the UK. I have anxiety, I get depressed, and I have suicidal thoughts. I use to self-harm but haven’t for ages. I also think I might have a personality and body dysmorphic disorder. I’ll be seeing a psychologist this Thursday…. at last.
I don’t usually talk depressingly with others, but I am more than willing to lend an ear if you wish to chat about things that are bothering you. It would be nice to also talk about things in general though.
I like outdoor activities, but I don’t get out much to do them. […]
I’m completely new to all this. I’m not use to throwing my thoughts out into the open because I don’t believe people actually care about what you have to say. I’m a pretty reserved person, doesn’t talk much or engage in social activities. So I’ve decided to turn to this site for all the shit that weighs on me, because I don’t what to do about it anymore. Eighteen years old with no desires or dreams. I find it pathetic. This should the high time; experiencing different things, graduating high school, going to college. Nah, it’s all been ripped away from me. I use to […]
Hi,
An MBA in Finance, worked in Frankfurt, London, Zurich and now jobless in my hometown India. I lost my job 7 months ago. Have 7 years of work experience in financial sector. I have a home and car loan on my head. Till last month i was able to manage these loans and my daily expenses with all my savings. But from March 2014 i will have no house, no food, no loan money, nothing; as all my saving are over. The biggest of all is I have a credit card payment of 2000 USD to be paid by feb end and I have nothing […]
I don’t know why I’m gettin so mad. It’s not like something to get mad at, it’s the smallest things that make me go off into a loud yelling or scream. I have so much anger and I dont know why.
I get mad at my mom, dad, sister, and especially my friends. I love my friends but I’m starting to hate everything about them. It’s like I want to punch them in the face everyday.
I just feel angry and depressed. So ANGRY…
I feel like the devil is inside of me and taking over my body creating so much hate. Theres just so many things in […]
I’m not here,
I’m not there.
You can’t find me anywhere.
I have left,
I have gone.
Cause everyday
made my life wrong.
What people do,
what people say.
†I hate uâ€,
†Go away.â€
I tried to keep calm,
and have no fear.
But it got too much,
so i disappeared.
I took a rope,
and made a bow.
Put it around my neck,
and just let go.
For a second there was pain,
but soon there was no more.
As the life in me left,
my body went limp and poor.
Nobody knows,
nobody cares.
I’m transparent,
as thin as air.
People’s […]
nothing good comes from you
here is something u can do
take a rope and tie a not
leave ur body cold and blood running hot
let it out and let it pour
see it all over the floor
dont wake up and just stay down
if ur still alive uâ€ll make me frown
iâ€ll send a bullet through ur head
and make sure ur forever dead
nobody wants you and nobody cares
your heart deserves the hate it bares
goodbye you piece of shit
you’ll be in hell in a bit
(Back from the trash) [For entertainment] …
Pokémon incarnation.
Forsaken one.
Reach into hell, a trusting hand.
Let us travel slow, into the deep of void.
Oh, how fun; perhaps can it be.
A Muk, trying to become a champion.
Funk it. Bust the mission. It’s the righteous way.
Muk has freaking arms and hands, he can breakdance, all day.
At night sitting by the fire, what can we solemnly do.
Muk- I don’t mind. As long as I can breathe, be warm, and heal.
Solemnly like a granite pillar. Back through the void, of saint-hell goodness.
(Caterpie>Venemoth. Venonat>Butterfree…..)
Purple Venemoth, the token one.
I wish I […]