Ok my teacher went on a rant on how suicide is for selfish cowards. And I don’t understand how she can say this, yes its a bit selfish but I think its more selfish to make someone live when they have so much happens to them and they have been strong for so long don’t they understand there is only so far you can bend before you snap? Also how can they say its for cowards they have never had to pick up the blade, tie the knot, gag on the pills. They don’t know how much courage it takes to end your life to have the […]
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Depression
I don’t have a sob story. I have never been abused. My parents are alive and healthy as are my siblings.
I’m almost sure I have depression, I have every single one of the signs, but I don’t want to tell my mom.
I’m not pretty, I have an oddly shaped face and horrible eyebrows that no matter how much I pay to have them shaped, their just never pretty. My eyes are nothing special, same as my nose, and my lips are incredibly thin. My hair is a ugly blond-ish brown that just looks greasy all the time. I’m not smart, I’m not athletic, I’m not […]
i feel empty. exhausted. so deeply sad.. & mad that nobody i know has the time to care.. despite having felt similar before & me having been there for them.
it is very fucked up.
i still miss the love of my life after 6 years.
but if i did die tomorrow.. i would feel that i had loved & been loved.
now i have ocd/anxiety/depression/phobias/ & what feels like a million more things wrong & a situation that has completely trapped me. i want to scream. i often do.
every time things get a little better.. somehow something else goes wrong & i am […]
One of the things that’s stopping me from killing myself is the fact that I’ll be a corpse which will have to be disposed of. I know it’s stupid, but I hate the thought of being buried, but I also hate the thought of being cremated. I don’t want to be a corpse at all really, I just want to literally disappear into thin air. I’m not sure why this bothers me so much, because I know that my body’s basically just a shell of who I am, but it does. I don’t want to be a corpse and I’m not sure why I care […]
A teenager growing up in a world where he has many friends, he gets good grades, he’s athletic, he likes girls and girls like him, it seems like nothing can go wrong in the world. He loves spending time outside. He loves snowboarding, soccer, basketball, and football. He’s finally met the girl of his dreams and he’s in a relationship with her. He’s in college and he’s loving his freedom. He studies, but not as well as he should. He’s off in his little world, populated by the students of his college, where nothing can touch him from the outside. The only things that harm […]
Well, my story is much longer, but I don’t feel like writing it all. I have been depressed for 2 years been in mental hopsital twice, I am only 16 (17 next month). A year ago my brother’s girlfriend killed herself she had depression and they met at the hopsital. And then three months later my brother followed. I found him dead in our bathroom. We were really close and, my life was shit enough before he died. I have been in hopsital again for 3 months, been on different pills nothing makes me feel better. My life is just not getting any better. Nothing […]
You always hear people say that, “You’ll be accepted by being yourself,†right? Well,… IT’S WRONG!!! People would only accept you by being like everyone else. They always say that, you’re an anti-social freak or a messed up person am I wrong. Should we live up to other people’s expectation? Should they accept you by using you? Should you change yourself because you’re desperate to be accepted and to speak out on your own? That’s the quest/journey that I never accomplished from my life and still now. I do know that there are others that are doing the same. I understand. The confusion, the depression, […]
i try. i try to hold on to you. this pain is just to real. there is so much that time cannot erase. my wonds wont seem to heal. you presence is just too much for me to bare. i try to hold onto your hand and let you say everything will be ok. sometimes you are speachless. not knowing what to say. sometimes when your not around i get into a deep depression and i wish you were here to give me a hug and promise you will stay with me forever. as i think about my past i begin to cry. sleepless nights […]
First let me say this is my first post on this website. This is my first time even on this website. If I’m posting this in the wrong forum or doing anything wrong I’m sorry.
Hi… my name is Chanc. I’m twenty three years old and from Arkansas. I live with my partner of three years in our own home. I have two dogs and no children. I was raised by my mother and paternal grandparents. My father left when I was an infant, and we’ve had a very distant and strained relationship ever since. He’s a decent enough man that enjoys alcohol and dislikes responsibility. […]
The long, sad story of my self-hate and depression:
I know there’s something wrong with me.. i feel there’s something wrong with me.. there HAS to be something wrong with me. I miss my old self. I miss being normal. I’m just getting more and more pathetic day by day. I can’t really explain what’s happening to me. I try to make sense out of it and i can’t. I’ve heard there’s a period of self-hate during life, but it’s just been getting stronger and stronger. Maybe some people just never grow out of it?
To break it down.. i’m a useless piece of sh_t. I have no […]
I’m a semi-normal thirteen-year-old. Sitting at his computer desk, eating milk and cookies after he gets home from a hard day at school. But in my hand is a pair of scissors, worn from use. I am cutting myself. But once you look past the fat and scars (physical and mental) I am a good person. And I accept that. I don’t hate myself, it’s just my douchebag brain making me take everything the kids at school say to me like they’re true. And some of the things are. I feel mostly carefree, except for the fact that I fail at everything, including killing myself. […]
No one cares about me because my sister has it worse. She’s got anorexia and depression and she self harms. I self harm and try to kill myself. I feel like my whole life is a stupid comparison to her. I want to cut myself until I pass out. I want to stay awake for so long that I just drop. I can’t do this anymore, and yet no one even notices.
i did it. i pushed the last person that cared enough away. he promised me with his life that he wouldn’t give up on me. im sitting in our apartment with all of our things. everything reminds me of him. i feel stupid. i won’t go to bed until he comes back. im hoping to hear the buzzer, but its been hours and he hasnt come back. i wonder where he is at. i hate myself so much. i wish he would understand that im bipolar and that i didnt mean all that i said. we’ve been together for 4 years now. married 1. he […]
i dont know how to explainn it but i feel empty inside… its like ive given up on everything, my hopes, my will, and dreams…. ive completely frozen over, i dont show any emotion anymore and if i do, its all forced, it’s fake, i cant take it anymore…. i thought maybe its because i didnt feel anything about my friend who died recently or maybe ive just gotten use to death being apart of my life… idk anymore but this thing, this depression has changed me, each and every time i wake up i seem to be getting deeper into the darkness and soon […]
im here still. i’d say im better, but now im confused maybe i was never depressed no i am i can feel it. life has gotten better but not good enough to earase my depression. i think i might have slipped out of my own world for a little bit im sure i’ll fall back but im trying to enjoy life as much as i can while im feeling this some sorta happiness. then i realized i want thing: for the world to be happy the way i am too.
It’s been at the back of my mind for a while. But now I’ve come to realise that it’s more than just suicidal thoughts. I’ve gotten to a point where I just have this really strong feeling that there’s something not right about me being alive. It’s not a result of bullying or any sort of trauma, it’s just a feeling, a really strong one. Over the past few weeks I’ve been putting myself through relatively dangerous “tests” to see whether I belong here or not. So far, I’ve survived them (clearly) but they’re not enough proof for me that I belong anymore. I just […]
I am 15 years old. I know that the things in my life that have made so depressed and screwed up don’t really compare to other peoples’ problems, but I sincerely hope that NO ONE has to go through the pain that I have experienced and I hope that NO ONE ever feels the immense pain that I must live with everyday. And most importantly, I hope that NO ONE hates themselves as much as I hate myself.
My story is this:
I was born with a cleft pallet and lip. I have had 10 and counting surgeries, something no one should have to go through. Each […]
the past few days have been a blur really… like its all just a dream.. tho i know its not.. my brain is all jumbled up.. i try to think and i freak out a bit becuz it just get worse.. ugh life.. i go to the doctors today for my seconds check up about my depression.. hopefully it goes good… i feel so lost.. so very very lost in this world… i have no idea where im going..
-RawrImaTurtle…..
It would seem as though I have a lot. Well-off family, decently attractive, intelligent…the list goes on. Sometimes, I feel like such an asshole for even feeling lousy when so many people in the world are suffering and have none of the things I have. But I just cant find a way to be happy.
I was adopted, so I don’t even know my medical history. Depression in the family? Who knows. I am 22 now and should be graduating from college, but I have transferred twice and can’t connect socially with anyone, anywhere. Everyone thinks I am super smart and know everything, but then why […]
It seems like I walk threw life pretending. I am the poser, the faker. I seem to be happy, seem to have it together, but nothing could be farther from the truth. I am lost, I am scared, I am unable to speak. I look around at the people in my life searching for someone who can handle what I have to say. I feel like I am watching my life crawl along with no meaning, no relief, no peace, no way out. Suicide, yes contemplated many times but I am trapped here by the guilt of making my loved ones suffer. I wish I […]