my girlfriend broke up with me.
she says she is scared to hurt me.
afraid I will get too close
but she said she couldn’t be in a relationship right now
her parents are making her pay for rent.
she is 16
I am hurting for her
I can see her childhood going
she is getting a second job to pay rent to her family
they are not poor
she is assembling documents and researching emancipation
I cant do anything
I can see her falling apart
she is seeing this guy.
they have a
thing
Once again, i find myself feeling depressed. I thought I might list down my probles here:
Everyone I ever meet instanly calls me gay, sometimes even before I’ve said a word to them.
My parents often make out like im the worst child they could ever have, which I dont think I am.
I have no friends at my new school, and my good friends from my old school are replacing me.
So there you have it. Like I said in my first post, i really feel like im just Gods trash. I feel like an accident, a mistake. There is absolutely nothing good about […]
So I have been feeling depressed for a while now. I wouldn’t really say its constant, my emotions are a bit of a roller coaster.see, I feel like I’m gods mistake, and that I have to put his “mistake” right by killing myself. The worst part is that I know I’m just being too much of a dramatic ******, but I can’t help it. I have recently moved schools, leaving all my best friends, and now I’m growing apart from them. Not only that, but everyone at my new school thinks I’m gay. Even my “friends” admit that they think I’m gay. My mum gave […]
fuck. fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck. what more can i say besides fuck? im sick of myself. sick of depending on everyone else, sick of wanting everyone to support me, sick of the charity that comes with being a depressed fuck. i wish i could get rid of myself already. i cant do shit at this point. im too fucking drunk to do anything besides finish this bottle and die. and just so you know, SUICIDE HOTLINES ARE FUCKING USELESS!!!! the last time i tried, the ****** just stuttered like, shit, what do i say? dude ill tell you what to say: fuck me, i […]
Me, a 16 year old ******, atleast i think i am, always brushed off my stressors and depression-activators aside…. i never gave a 2nd look to why i am sad. I endured it. I always thought, if I thought about why i am so unhappy with my life, maybe I’ll take some sort of action towards fixing or mending this apparent hole in my life. Being Indian gives me a life full of culture… values… family. From day 1, I have been taught to be the perfect being my parents could wish for. I don’t want to be the perfect being they want me to […]
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