I moved out of my mum’s house to get away and have a chance at living. There I was falling behind in school, and I had to raise both of my siblings and take care of them even though one was three years older than me. I did all the house work, cooking, and cleaning. I played Mum because no one else cared. Finally, ten months ago, I moved out and in with my aunt and cousins. I don’t know which place is worse. Everyone here hates me. I’m the ***** that moved in and ruined everybody’s life even though I’ve been generous and I […]
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I do believe in God. I was in a car accident when I was three. I was in the back seat, my Dad was driving. As we were turning right at a stop sign we were t-boned by a huge SUV. My Dad was knocked out, had a dislocated shoulder and a concussion. I didn’t get a scratch. It wasn’t a terrible accident. The car was totaled. But not a scratch? Not even a shard of glass cutting my arm? After the accident, everybody told me that I told them about a lady in white with wings. They said I said she kept me company, […]
I’m 27 years old, and at the age of 25, I was living the dream. Great career, awesome woman, finances in check, nice car, and nice house. Life for me was starting to settle down. Life took a turn around when I was betrayed by the love of my life. In the span of two years and up to this day, I am sitting with zero dollars to my name. I lost my career due to tardiness, as I couldn’t sleep due to the devastation that took over my mind after the betrayal. Because of that, I lost my car, and my house. Only option […]
I’m generally bored and disgusted with life. I don’t like the way that I live (which I could change, but not much within grasp), and the way others live (which I admittedly have no right to change), in constant monotony. I’ve known I was going to kill myself for a couple years now, but finally took some initiative in January. I took a few milligrams of Xanax, got in a bath, and tried to cut my wrists and neck. Needless to say, it didn’t work, and I was sent to the hospital for a week, on self-harm watch. Worst week of my life, I had […]
I’ve never posted anything like this before. I have been battling depression for what seems like forever. Feels like I am dragging a boat anchor around everyday all day. I lost a good job, (my only means of financial support), sold my car to make my rent payments etc. Looks like i will be evicted in 2 weeks. Financially I am out if options. Not sure where to go or what to do. I’ve previously sought help and was prescribed med but can no longer afford the therapy. I feel like I am done. Exhausted and wrecked. […]
This song, explains my life exactly.
RIP David Gold (vocalist) died in 2011 of a car crash in Ontario, Cananda.
I’m so spiritually confused. I’m trapped with no car, and hardly any money. I impulsively spend the small amount of money I have in my bank account. I am just, trapped. Exhausted. I’ve lost all creativity. All my passion has been drained. I constantly feel as if I’m being watched, judged. Always aware of my thoughts. Drained. No eye contact. No smile. Violent thoughts. I’m so sick. I need my God again.
I don’t know if you’ve seen that slam poem, but you should. You know the one by the guy who has bipolar disorder where he says “I think a lot about killing myself, not like a point on a map but rather like a glowing exit sign at a show that’s never been quite bad enough to make me want to leave” and then goes on to talk about the future and make you cry? I watched that poem once and I remember that line sticking with me, always in the back of my head, always there when I was feeling like doing it.
I think my method would […]
I’m 31 years old, no kids, been engaged twice which failed. I’ve been cheated on, lied to, and the last girl I dated decided she rather go back to being a lesbian. So usually I just hide behind Apathy and drugs. I only have a high school education, because I lack effort to do anything more. I’ve always been more of a workhorse.
Anyway…
It’s pretty awesome starting off your week after Memorial Day by losing your car. Apparently the car place felt as if they couldn’t wait till this Friday to let me make a payment, and didn’t tell me they would wait.. so they towed […]
I try to be a really good person. I enjoy doing things for people, especially strangers, to make them feel good. I hugged a random girl crying on the phone the other day. I’ll compliment random people’s outfits, makeup, or hair when I get the chance and overcome my anxiety. I have a friend I met at college named Jess and she is the nicest, sweetest person I think I know. I wonder what made her that way. The fact she helped me out when I needed it most, barely knowing me at the time. She’s pretty much always there for me. She drove me […]
Someone right now is leaving their apartment
Looking down at the street, wondering where there car went
Someone in the car sitting at a signal
In front of a restaraunt, staring through the window
at someone right now with their finger in their teeth
Who could use a little floss right across the street
there’s somebody on the curb who really needs a jacket
spent half the rent at a bar getting plastered
Now he gotta walk fourteen blocks
to work at a shop where he’s about to get fired.
Someone right now is looking pretty tired
Staring at a laptop trying to get inspired
Somebody living right across the street
She wrote the best things she’s written […]
but its just so hard….. I suffer from manic depression and existential anxiety. two days ago, I stood by a main road and contemplated jumping in front of a car. my mind told me that I wanted to die, but it also told me that I might die, and I was afraid. my father ran to me and pulled me away. my mom is mainly the reason… she hits me and tells me im worthless. I don’t tell the authorities because every time I try my mom says that she know how to hit me in ways that wont leave a mark and that they […]
My fiance, boyfriend, whatever I should call him is it. Just makes me want to do violent things to myself. Screaming at the top of his lungs that I’m a monkey, a c#nt, a cow. Im so infuriated I want to just jump out of the car. I want to go running screaming at the top of my lungs, I cant take it anymore.
I read a man in Japan last Christmas jumped off the third floor of a mall, to his death, because his girlfriend wouldn’t stop shopping.
That’s how I freakin feel. It makes me to want to die . I dont understand why this […]
So I just spent the last 3 and a half days in the hospital with inflammation of my appendix and lower GI. Long story short, it wasn’t a pleasant stay. Although when is going into the hospital ever fun? Being probed, scanned, x-rayed, and treated like a human pin cushion isn’t my idea of a swell time. Can’t sleep in there for more than 30 minutes at a time with hourly vital check ups, lab works, and of course unannounced visitors. Not to say I’m not thankful for the friends and family who did come see me. Which is more than what I can say […]
my past is bad i was sexually abused and beat. My real dad died when i was two of a car wreck.Ive attempted suicide three times in my life and the last time i almost ended it. I still self harm and its how i cope with all the things that i go through.
what would seriously be the chance of surviving a car hitting you?
Im currently 17 years old. Almost 3 years ago, i was involved in a fatal car crash with my 3 best friends whom i loved more than my own family. i grew up with them and spent every chance possible with them from the time i was born until that fateful night. I feel as if its my fault. We always agreed on doing things before we did them. Its like we were all one person. We were as close as you could possibly get to someone. I got a text message inviting me to a party. I brought the party up to them and […]
Hi,
So today I was almost run over because a garbage truck backed off. Before he drove back when I was behind it, the last action was that he drove forward thus making me think it is safe. He might not have seen me, but this is still his role to make sure it was clear I went to his window to get a story.
-> the police told me it is the right of the driver to do this… they did not show much concern that I was BEHIND the car at that time and that it was not clear what he was doing as a […]
Guilt.
Guilt is my prison cell.
6 concrete walls that confine me into an existence that I hate.
“Why guilt?” some of you may ask.
I feel guilty for the possibility that someone out there that I am not aware of would grieve upon my death.
People who are not there for me in life, yet would experience pain and self-blame if I completed my last task.
Knowing that I could possibly hurt more people than I know by finally ridding myself of the one thing that causes me the most pain –
That’s what confines me here to a joyless, meaningless life.
I need to be around people in real life. I […]
People say that I’m selfish, how can I give anything if I have nothing to give? I have no job, no car, no money, no nothing. How could I be so selfish if I have nothing myself? People say that I’m conceited, how am I conceited, I’m not even pretty anymore, There’s nothing in it for me, I’m disappointing people without saying a word, why am I such a failure?