I had a great 5 yrs till I moved back home (5 hours away) to help take care of a family member that is declining in health. My family never gets along with me I’m unsure why I felt like I needed to be the bigger person, why I felt that this will be different.
Fast foward…
Im now homeless because I ended my life to help others, I have no money cuz I was living off my savings however I manage to have a “friend” who is lending their sofa/couch till the end of the month. Idk how imma eat, how imma get my […]
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For about ten years I wore a pair of hematite rings.
Usually they don’t last that long because they can be brittle.
Mine finally broke awhile back, and I enjoyed searching for a suitable replacement.
Something which was interesting but still dark and angsty.
I decided on this. I think it’s pewter.
Gotta love the all-enveloping claws of doom.
I wear it every day.
The title says it… we’ve only been together for 9 months, but everyday was a blessing.
Yesterday, first thing in the morning (right after I text her good morning), i wake up and see a text from my best friend sent at 3 in the morning. It was a suicide note… as depressing as thinking your best friend killed herself (i found out later that day she failed), i tried really hard to stay somewhat in an okay mood. So needless to say, it was already a terrible day, but i didn’t even know how terrible it would soon get…
At about noon, i get […]
Only way I could find the pics lol but they are so cool its a old psychiatric hospital in my country not too far from where I live my brother broke into when he was 15 and was really traumatized saying he could here the screams of the old patients O-O so I thought I should look this shit up. :3 the pics are really cool no not mine some photographers.
It may just be the caffine crash talking but i feel like shit. There is a hefty amount of optimism in my mind about he future. But i have doubts and i dont have the energy to do all I’d like to do. Also that pesky anxiety though the aforementioned(in another post) ashwaghanda is helping. I pray. I didn’t always but i pray a lot nowadays. Even if it just in my mind it helps. Depression is just a *****. I think of death and life evenly now. It’s not a battle more of a friendly debate between respected rivals. I’m just hoping that my […]
it’s amazing how they told me, when i was younger, that i won’t feel this way forever. They always told me that it will get better and that i should stay strong. Well, I can’t stay strong forever and things are only getting worse. I don’t know how long I can hold on…
I remember talking to a friend about the way i felt. They answered “Maybe life just isn’t for you.” This broke me but maybe they were right…All I know now is that it had never gotten better, so why would it now?
Tbh im a 15 year old boy who has just taken a load of pills and drank so much. And im so lonly that i have to tell a website that im sorry and im going to miss people.
My family ill miss you all.
My friends… The ones i still have… Ill miss you.
But penny ill miss you so much… I love you so much… I fucked up and fucked you up with it… Now ive fucked up again and were both fucked up again… Im not sure if ill be at school tomorrow… Im sorry i broke the promis again. Im going […]
Why did I fall so deeply in love with you that I can’t get over you when you got over me in matter of seconds! Why do I still see you in my dreams! Why do I think of you when I wake up or when I sleep. What was the point of me loving you when you broke my heart and treated me like I was nothing but a whore to you? Why did any of this happen.
He reconciled with me went for counselling with me while his restraining order was still on. He broke that and also moved in with me. He asked me to lie in the court so he could not have a record. I did that and the day judgment came out: all charges withdrawn, he left me.
So distraught over this. What am i suppose to do?
I used to love you. But you fucking broke me. I can’t have one normal conversation with another human, I can’t smile. Can’t laugh! Because you broke me. You ****. I hope you rot and are miserable for eternities. I used to only be suicidal, now that’s changed into homicidal. I used to be sad, so sad. That’s gone now. I don’t feel anything, except ANGER now. Pure hatred. I think if it was my choice to let you live or die, i’d finally smile, watching you burn. I fall asleep thinking about, I dream about it. Dream of your death. I fantasize over it. […]
To think I used to be such a innocent little girl..when I was in primary school my auntie died and I was really close with her and I completely broke me. I used to get bullied all the time gettin called daddy long legs cuz I was really tall and skinny that lasted the whole of primary school.. When I got into high school everything changed, yeah I found a friendship group quick but I chose the wrong one I got off in the wrong group I used to go out late all the time take drugs and drink a lot get told off by […]
So I’m broke. More than half of my worldly posetions were stolen from me. I lost my grants and have doubled the amount of debt I’m in. I don’t have the tools neccesary to do anything other than go to work, go to school, be an alcoholic. Being an alcoholic isn’t even fun anymore because I can’t even do the shit alcy’s do ykno. Like make an ass of themselves in public. It’s been this shitty for a while now, with no end in sight.
So have a drink on me.
It’s free.
To be honest I thought my depression was done with. I hadn’t had any suicidal thoughts in a good 4 months and that seemed to be how I defined depression…. Suicide. But I didn’t realise how much I’ve been staying in and drinking alone at night, how little I’ve been eating and how much I sleep during the day during those 4 months. I’ve never really associated these things with depression at all. My first suicidal thoughts since then happened a couple nights ago. Reoccurring images of familiar deaths, my family finding me, the aftermath of everything, it was like 4 months worth of suicidal […]
Last night i was so angry with myself that i broke my glasses with my bare hands. I’ve started cutting again after 2 months of being clean. Of course my girlfriend had to see my wrists and she said i broke a promise to her and she did not want to ever speak to me again… she claims i broke her trust by cutting. She doesn’t seem to understand that cutting isn’t something i can just turn on and off again, and that i don’t cut for attention or to make her mad… she hates that i smoke weed (????) and she hates […]
In april this year, I attempted suicide.
I was broke living on the streets for about 2 months in the philippines at the age of 36. Got burnt by friends and lied to by others and was left to fend for myself.
I then found refuge in a slum but having to rely on people that would spend less than 2 dollars in one day the guilt and burden was all too much.
The fact that I suffer from depression and couldnt but any medication played its part too. So many attempts to call home and ask for help fell on deaf ears. The sad […]
I Love You JANA. I knw u have already gf But I have no any problem with his. Please yaar Plz dont broke my heart Like tjis i cant live without You Plz come back I Promise i love more than ur gf plz come back i cant live yaar i cant
every time my family talk behind my back,it realy hurt so much,
for a long time even now my famil help me,they support me to….
everyone tinks they are lovely,so do i,i can never except that they have talk behind my back… I cannot let them go..
i used to be a huge cheater,i am a big disgrace,i have had sex with many women,many relationship in my 50 pluss year…of my life,,, i have 3 children,my youngest is 16,
my ex wife an i raised our kids for many years,she wouldn’t give me sex anymore,one day i get angry at her, she takes the kids,but i still get […]
Hi guys I’m back my computer broke and I got a new phone so here I am how are you guys and also been busy with the band
I don’t know where to start I’m 30 I lost my mam 5 years ago my dad has Alzheimer’s my marriage broke up I was with another guy and he has just abused me so much the last year and a bit he killed the one thing that made me happy my little dog I just feel hopeless and actually cannot take anymore heartache I just want to die I don’t think I will ever have any happiness I am just done
I overdosed about 3 months ago and was involuntarily baker-acted. That was when my family became aware of the magnitude of my bipolar type II disorder.
I have battled with mental illness most of my adult life. Things have gotten worse.
I am about to turn 50. I had a successful career where I made very good money. I worked in publishing, an industry that is all but dead. I had a nice house, a couple of cars, a boat. Things weren’t perfect, but they were OK. Then I left my job to work from home on my wife’s business, and take care of my newborn daughter. Long […]
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