So there is one hand washing the other , high using low or low protecting corrupted . It doesn’t matter to me anymore, I cannot father a child because of the danger of mental illness and unequal treatment that could happen to a child of mine. I continue to be a victim everyday , and they are relentless in the torment. Bullied and intimidated into isolation . There was a chance 3 years ago when I sent my human rights complaint to make this right, but they went left. It’s TO LATE now , this can not be forgiven , remedied , made up for […]
So I’m new on here and just found the site today but I think this could be beneficial for me. I am 27 years of age, I’ve been married over a year (almost 6 years with the guy), our house and car are paid off, and I have two wonderful dogs. I don’t know why I’m feeling this way. I’ve struggled with depression off and on for awhile and it’s getting bad now. I am so sorry in advance this is going to be long…
My husband is loving but not understanding at all, he is homemaker (I think that’s what it’s […]
i mean we all are tired, i’m not special.
i’m alone. lot’s of people are, i’m not special.
I’m angry
I want to trust again, to be able to open myself up.
one of my 40 “friends” on facebook noticed i left and it took 8 weeks for him to do so.
my housemate is a deadbeat and i always cover his part of the rent.
i havent spoken to my mom in at least a decade.
the only people that would miss me are those that just use me for my income anyway.
i’m a social nightmare, so i dont make friends. never speak first. never intrude….. its not that i don’t […]
I’ve decided that once I’m not pregnant anymore I’m going to go through with it. My children can go live with their fathers. My son won’t have the things my daughter has to know I love him but it’s whatever. I can’t do this anymore. 16 years of this is enough. 3/4 a life is enough. It’s never going to get better and I’m ready to go. I have a playlist made and I’ll put a list of things like bearers, honorary bearers, flowers, body plans ect together.
I can also get started on the letters for people.
As you can see in 16 years […]
diagnosed with Stage III breast cancer…had surgery, breast removed…still got the other…wish they had removed both…no reconstruction for two years…fuck…insurance won’t cover removal of non cancerous breast…the only luck is that I wasn’t intending on living so refused chemo and radiation…waiting for it to metastasize…brain or lung will do….at least I don’t have to kill myself by any other means…do I really want to do it….I ask myself every morning…yes…there’s nothing left and I’m tired of struggling and battling…selfish maybe…but if I don’t contribute to life why prolong it…
Despite already having a post typed out for today, I’ve decided to change it and write this instead. Because I just realised several minutes ago just how little my mum cares.
I’ve been an emotional mess all day for no apparent reason, so I refused to step foot outside my room until 3 in the afternoon. Before that, no one bothered to come into my room to check on me. But we’re ignoring all that as I’m fast forwarding to not too long ago.
Recently, there has been a girl coming in my room at night. Her name is Bree, and she’s around my age. Every night […]
I can’t keep up with this anymore. So much chaos, I feel like I can’t breathe. I bit off more than I can chew, and it’s breaking my jaw. The joints about to hang from nothing but tissue. Like a loosened door hinge. I can’t take it. I can’t keep up. I’m trying so damned hard to be the person everyone wants. Everyone needs. But I can’t. I need to try to get myself better. It may seem like these past few days have been ok, but they are not. I’m not fucking ok, o.k.?I haven’t recovered magically, this tragedy I am stuck in has […]
I’ve been called beautiful by many people, yeah sure that’s good, um no it’s not. 90% of the people that have called me beautiful would just say that to get something out of me. They wanted to use me for nudes and shit, I thought that they really meant it, but the next thing they want is nudes. Women are not sex toys, and neither are men. People need to stop using other people, for something that they want. If someone wants something then just say it don’t make up so many lies to cover up for something that’s wrong. Don’t give someone compliments that […]
I am planning to move
to England in 3 months and start to work there. I want to save a big amount of money to take a makeup course. Makeup is what I am truly interested in, it’s a beautiful art to me and I have the skills to it. This is my future plan. Oh, and a tattoo on my wrist to cover my scars. The little beads will be torquoise and the bigger one will be poison green.
I’m an 18 year old highschool dropout with asperger syndrome and has thoughts of suicide from time to time.
So I know warmer weather is coming soon and normally I’d be very excited because I love warm weather, but this year I’m dreading it because of my arm scars.
Last year I cut myself very badly on my wrist, I did it so badly that I get very sick from blood loss and I couldn’t get up without throwing up and my vision going blurry for a couple days. I know there is no reasonable excuse for them because they are very obviously self-inflicted so, I have been wrapping bandages around my arm and just telling people I hurt it.
I’m looking for excuses for why […]
I think it’s safe to say I’m extremely passionate about music. I tend to get, obsessive. Lately I’m hung on Leo. I want to be him. He makes metal covers of pop songs. Acoustic covers of metal. I’ll never be THAT good. I’ll never even play for anyone besides my kids, I’ll probably stop when they’re capable of judging me. Anyways enough of why I suck. This is a cover of Adele’s Hello. I hate her version for the record.
Anyone out there who could tell me how to hide cuts when wearing a swimsuit/top?
I cut myself mostly just on the shoulder to prevent that people see it because then I can wear at least most T-Shirts without any problem… But now I realized that it is WAY more problematic to hide them if I need to wear a swimsuit or whatsoever. On my wrists I can cover the cuts with bracelets and stuff like this, but how can I hide them on the shoulder? Without being noticeable? My family mustn’t see what I did, so does anyone has an advice for me?
I in my screwed up emotional state I’m in now sent some texts to my friend and now she is going to know I’m not okay, hopefully she wont care and will believe the lies I’m going to tell her to cover up what I sent her.
In the led zepplin cover band. I hope he is okay too!. I think its so cool to make zepplin music even so just drumming. I hope he’s good. I missed the whole problems thAT arose with the discussion. But i do hope we can work it out. TOGETHER!
just thought I would share this song. I got half a mind to go upstairs and record a cover of it, slightly altered of course.
Well I believe truth will come and show us all the way.
I believe love will light the sky and set us free someday
I believe we will learn to live in peace and brotherhood
and as I fall past the second floor I say so far so good
So far so good.
So far so good.
Yes I know there aint no net
So far so good.
but I am not dead yet.
Family member yells get the fuck outta your room and help with dishes so i cover my cuts like I’ve been told to do and go out i start washing dishes then realize i have to roll up my sleeves my mom glares at me and whispers you better not be doing that for attention i said please step out of the kitchen so i can have room to move freely and do the dishes she walks out one of our guests comes over and stares at my arm then when i ask what’s wrong she just replied so you’re older now and i noticed […]
You told me to let you in.
When I did, you smashed in to me
(head first into my heart).
You took one glance at all of my broken glass,
and told me I’ve never looked more beautiful.
You wanted to see my “true colours”.
I scrubbed until the pink was gone,
And I washed away the blue,
until I was nothing more than a subtle grey hue.
You took one look at my faded flesh,
and told me I’ve never looked more beautiful.
You said we’d grow a garden together,
So I let my own flowers wilt,
and I watched as you chopped down my trees […]
She gently tightens her scarf around her neck before she steps out of her toasty car. Her depression has been crushing her, crushing everything she is passionate about. Locking her car door behind her, she quickly walks across the street with her eyes pointed towards the sidewalk. She’s almost there; her long, pale fingers grasp the brass doorknob as she opens the door into another world.
Books. Everywhere with their pale pages, they invite her to delve into a world other than the one she lives in. The ink and paper smells comfort her as she begins the search for her […]
Only one reply? Ya’ll must be disgusted and disappointed with me. Yes I know I did bad. I went back to see how it would be. And it wasn’t so bad this time. Started off slow and little communication but picked up later on when the roommates showed up they’re actually cool people and I’m getting better at talking in a group and not sounding like a fucking idiot so that’s good too. But yeah I’m a sucker because I went back, brought food, and ended up rearranging my financial schedule a little to cover him for a little bit of bud because he gets […]
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