I realized that i was on the verge on bullying a member of this site. I know what it feels like to have a bad day and for some reason that day i just wasnt remembering. I gave someone a hard time for being a downer and I was ashamed. It really hit me when I noticed that when I have an especially bad day, any small event can push me over the edge. Everyday I browse this site looking for that person I bullied and I dont see their name. I can only hope that he’s left this site because he’s doing well and […]
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My deal is odd, even I see this. I am not angry or sad nor do I hate anyone or have anything to blame of anyone. I am simply bored with life or tired of it, I find my self excited over the thought of finishing the final chapter in life however I do understand once I am gone; My wife will be heart broken as will the rest of my family so when this happens I need to make sure they are taken care of (financially) which may bring them a sense of relief and make the mourning process more bearable. My […]
Depressed over a romantic failure. How familiar does it sound? I was talking to her for almost a year, but she ended up falling in love with someone she knew for three months. It’s a downer. But why would she fall for someone like me? 24, living at home, can’t find a job, and really awkward. Yes, she said its cute and stuff, but cute goes only so far. And it happens again and again.
Looking into people’s eyes has always been a challenge for me. I stutter. I seem to have no control over the tone of my voice and my facial expressions. This makes […]
That shocked me. I’m not really suicidal, not really. I’m not brave enough to try. But my whole life, I’ve just been waiting to die. Because I don’t feel loveable. I feel like I exist just to bring misery to others, and that it’s my only purpose. My brothers called me Burden when I was little. I never wanted to be that. All I have ever wanted, my whole life, was for someone to look at me, and know me, from my charmingly crafted outer-persona to how I really feel, and just… Still like me. Still care about me. Every single person who I ever […]
I would like to think myself a normal girl.
I know how to be happy, and I have been, and I know it’s possible to be again. I just don’t know when.
I go through cycles, every time I’m heartbroken, I try to take my life. I quite possibly do have borderline personality disorder.
The last heartbreak was half a year ago, and I can’t seem to get over it.
This time it’s different. I don’t think I want to recover. I don’t want to be heartbroken now, and I don’t ever want to be heartbroken again.
I can’t handle it.
I’ve overdosed 4 times already, been hospitalized 6 times in […]