Why do I have be afraid of my brothers whyyyy whyyyyyyyyy now I’m stuck having to do something I don’t want to do on mother’s day…… Asdfghjkl I hate my family (apart from my nephew) enough as it is but now it’s worse I have to go see my Nana… Now some of you think that’s not so bad why are you complaining just stop you’re ranting it’s annoying.
No I won’t because I need excuses because my brain isn’t working.
My Nana is the worse person everrrrr […]
I’m doing ok currently, although I feel lost in myself. Not because there’s much to me, but that there’s nothing, and I feel lost in nothingness, as if consumed by it, if it makes any sense. It’s been some days since I had these light quasi-psychosis episodes, and I’ve been trying to meditate a bit on these strange thoughts I got at those times, and although they seem crazy, I have only emptiness apart from them. It’s not necessarily bad and I don’t intend to complain about it, it is rather peaceful this way, although shallow and melancholic at times. In any case, I was […]
A wretched soul bruised with adversity,
We bid be quiet when we hear it cry;
But were we burdened with like weight of pain,
As much, or more, we should ourselves complain.
— — — Comedy of Errors (Act 2, Scene 1)
Hell is empty, and all the devils are here.
— — — The Tempest (Act 1 Scene 2)
Alright, fellow depressed ones, back again to give y’all an update on my pathetic, miserable life. Last I posted, I went over a chunk of my life story and left off at my homeless predicament. As of now, I quit my job with a really abusive, corrupt oxygen company and I’m currently enrolled in college. I just had my first day of college today. As is typical of my life, nothing can go right. After two years out of state and a total shift in my appearance and personality, I ended up in class with bullies I’ve known since I was four years old. They […]
I feel pointless even thinking about what I want, since the universe is against me, but first… I’ve found these videos that make me die laughing. This is my favorite, because it’s just so random and so ridiculous. But I’ve binge watched every video on the channel since yesterday when I found it. I prefer the videos without music, but for the live performances, those are best when they have very bad instrumentals too.
But anyway, I can’t claim to know if this is exactly what I want out of life because if I had it my way entirely, that would probably consist of winning the lottery, […]
http://en.nothingisreal.com/wiki/Why_I_Will_Never_Have_a_Girlfriend
This is dated and i have a few more things against me on top of the original writers criteria. 1 im fat. 2 i have horrible social anxiety 3 people are expected to be more promiscuous ive been told repeatedly by women “anyone can find someone” no ***** you are a beautiful young woman i am an ugly unconfident old male. 4 i dont want someone with kids and 5 i have a sort of social ptsd from years of rejections. It does something to your confidence when you see this face of repulsion on women. It makes me feel so disgusting. It made […]
I took this photo, sunsets usually make me feel better. I really don’t like being alone but what a beautiful view isn’t it? I can’t complain
Cold air and the warm light. Hope you like it. Merry Christmas.
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I lost my ex after a drug induced psychosis and spent all of my money (10 k ) in a year and have recently had to start again. I’ve saved up some money again and have met someone new but I just don’t feel it with her, and people complain about my customer service at work because I look depressed. I feel so repulsive all the time. I bought some oleander cuttings and plan to make tea and eat the leaves tonight. I’m not sure if it will work but I know if it does my family will be devastated, but I’m just fed up […]
Insomnia has 4 syllables, 4 consonants, 4 vowels….it’s 4:00 in the morning, on a sunday…well, it’s a crying shame….not much left to do, but complain, of course…….I better find someone to blame….this insomnia will be the death of me……………it will
I can’t even think. I feel dead inside. There’s always a reason to keep me down. SROs are like prisons that you pay market rate apartment rent for, to have a prison cell sized room, be controlled, moniotred, have your belongings rummaged through every othe day, and aren’t allowed to have visitors beyond common areas. Fuck that. I hope I don’t get in. I’m going to put an end to this shit soon.
I don’t even feel as in love as I once did. He kind of pisses me off that he can complain about his life and problems, even posting on Facebook that he wanted […]
I don’t mean shit in this world. Being trans is only for the skinny and straight ones who will quickly change and pass and be accepted by women. Someone fat and ugly like me will always be judged by what’s on the outside and never have a chance in hell at love with a man. It’s useless for me to be so fat and ugly that no man will give me a chance. Transition or passing won’t change anything because only straight men are into my kind of music and the things I like. I’ve never had a chance in hell being born female and […]
I don’t know why I’m here. I don’t know what do I need to do. Am I sent here to be a laughing stock? Am I sent here just so people will pity me? I do not fucking want pity. I do not fucking care if they laugh at me or if you laugh at me for being so fucking pathetic. I am a disabled person, yeah so don’t fucking complain if your life is messed up, because mine is more complicated. You complain about those bullies? Then tell them to fuck off, stand up for yourself. You complain about money and shit? Don’t fucking […]
pettiness is starting to upset me more. like i know suffering isn’t a fucking competition or whatever, but it’s one of those things where its like oh your sister didn’t get you the bag you wanted for your birthday? yeah, well my sister fucking kicked me in the stomach so god damn hard i had to lay on the floor for 30 minutes and keep in my fucking pain and all i got from my god damn mother was a ‘im sorry. you’re doing a great job’ as if im doing a great job being my sister’s fucking punching bag. or like when girls complain […]
I used to ask the god I believe in to put all of my families burdens on myself instead of them. For them to be able to live peaceful happy lives at the cost of my own life. I would never take that back, and I still would say the same today. I can’t complain that my own life is not easy. Maybe it’s really just all of this coming to fruition. My family is happier and more peaceful than I have ever seen them and in this time of happiness I am completely seperate from them all. Miles and miles seperate us locking me […]
I’m sat in my room right now just singing out loud and it takes me back to every time someone has caught me doing this.
When I’m gone I hope you all think back to these moments
My sister’s reaction would be to turn her music up louder than me.
My brother would complain about wailing cats.
There we those two friends who’d come in and sing with me.
Or the one who’d just smile and dance along.
And the one who wanted to jam and mash up my song with his.
And sure, some would complain and tell me to shut up.
But there were those who’d let me finish and then […]
I still feel is if I’m still to young to complain or feel sorry for myself yet, I get a mixture of guilt and worry.
But, to put it simply, I believe our existence is meaningless, I feel alone, because I am, but that’s not really necessarily true.
I have some family like a mom and errr- dad, but I’ve never viewed them as companions.
I feel alone, no one can understand me, apparently. I wish my ‘depression’ was very simplistic, but it’s because of a fact that can’t be changed.
I just have no one. Iv’e cried lots till I can’t even if I tried.
I always dream of […]
I really am sorry. There’s no reason to complain. I have a supportive family. I’m not starving. I’m just a selfish self-absorbed pathetic shrimp. And yet, I hate falling asleep because I know I’ll wake up to morning light, and another 15 hours of pain and guilt.
I dream of a spontaneous accident. I wouldn’t have to raid the medicine cabinet for a “suicide attempt”, only to detonate my liver.
I don’t even cry anymore. I don’t feel anything, really. I’m just a blob, a shell. A disgusting grey mouse. People suffer in the world, yet my scope of life revolves around my trivial problems.
Please, be honest […]
I have a bad habit of not taking my meds. Only two of them are important, one stops the seizures and the other helps me from attempting at my life. Even when i’m on my meds i still wish to die but off of them,hell i can only say it’s hard to resist killing myself. My boyfriend would be completely ruined and so would my family. That’s the only reason to be honest, i except the thought of death. I’ve been told that i’m selfish and complain a lot but if people knew the crippling pain i was in they would shut the fuck up. […]
I often hear those affected by a suicide talking about the one who committed the suicide being selfish; and often those people are caught off guard by the suicide because they were taking for granted the presence of the person who committed the act. Many of those people got too caught up in a life that was quite a bit less painful than those who committed the suicide to ever notice there were little things they could often do to help prevent such measures. Examples might be: Inviting those struggling out to a cheap social event, making a small connection that might help those find […]
since we are not allowed to discuss methods can anyone tell me of a website or something were we can? i dont want to complain about the hell i am stuck in anymore, i need to figure out how i can end this soon since i will probably ruin things somehow for someone the longer i live. i cant do anything right thats been that way since for ever and thats how its going to stay ive come to accept it. what i cant accept is more years of pain 32 is enough. is there groups for people to meet up and help each other […]
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