I’m not really sure why I’m here really? I don’t feel like sharing my problems will help anymore. I’m passed trying to be positive. Trying to be helpful and trying to do for everyone else. It sickens me to even be on here typing all this. I’m tired. Real tired. I just don’t know where else to turn.
Sorry I took up your time.
I dont really feel..at least not the way I would expect myself to, especially after breaking up with my best friend. I feel calm like something bad is about to happen…and when I do feel its super annoying, cuz ill be happy with tons of energy and super outgoing, and then the next day i’ll be tired and sad and extremely antisocial…on repeat.
Make me feel like I’m the only girl in the world. I want to feel wanted. I want to feel something other than this dread right now before I start to tear myself apart from the inside out. I’m begging please on my knees. I’m not in a safe place with my head. That part of me is starting to cover me like a cloak. Soon there will be nothing left again. I’m not ok. I keep on spiraling. All these memories of happiness flooded my brain and all at once turned depressive and negative. I’m eating myself alive.
i’m really really really really mad rn
i hate those kids who condemn others for wanting to die
saying they’re too weak and that they are ungrateful with life and with their parents yada yada yada
well you know what, kids, if you feel you’re helping, YOU’RE NOT.
you’re just making them feel more worthless and make them want to die even more. good job. why aren’t you dead instead.
i’m sorry i’m just too mad at everyone right now
I feel so ill I dont know why mayb I’m dying on the outside to went to bed at 530 the clocks went forward which sucked so lost time and sleep feel the the living dead is this how zombies feel numb and dragging their feet
So maybe I am a loser. Maybe I am a fat disgusting thing. You think I don’t know that? You think I haven’t planned for the best course of action? You think that I haven’t realized that all the “breaks” I get are just illusions or plain dumb luck?
I know what’s in store for me, so don’t feel like you have to remind me. I’m on my way. Just wait. I’ll be there eventually.
Even when people are around me, I feel alone. I am never satisfied. I just feel so utterly alone and the one person that made me not feel alone doesn’t want me anymore. I want to die a million times.
My nerves my sadness is getting to me today feel like I can’t breathe and this old lady is getting very last on top of that I have to peel pounds of potatoes in and make 60 pounds of potato salad. And do it all with a smile joke and pretend I don’t feel like shit.
Tired of lying to everybody I’m tired of not talking to my family because I’m not telling them leaving Tahoe they’re going to have a heart attack. I just want to go home.
I don’t know how to go on anymore. I don’t know who I am without the context of someone else. When I’m alone, I hate myself. I don’t want to live feeling this way. I don’t want to be an angry person and I don’t want to hurt other people. It’s the reason why I want to die and the reason why I live. I hate the contradiction. I’m constantly hoping, dreaming that the choice will be taken out of my hands (e.g. hit by a semi, shot in a drive-by, mugged and killed in the street, etc.) because I don’t know what to do.
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I’m going through some of my old things from childhood, as part of a clearout, and I’m finding it hard to get rid of them. They’re my link to a time when I wasn’t like this. When I felt really alive, as opposed to just living.
I’m not sure what exactly it is. I suppose they remind me of when I was last happy. When the world seemed both fascinating and simple, rather than threatening and complex. Every tiny thing felt meaningful, as opposed to now, when everything I do is kind of empty. My life felt worthwhile. The world was a good place to be, […]
I do love psychopath they emotionless they feel no emotion but they learn how to mimic theym which is awesome did u know they cry one eye at a time not both cry I read don’t no if it’s true but still being able to cry with no feelings or reason not really feeling up set sounds good right
and I love their eyes u can tell a psychopath by their eyes it’s called the reptilian gaze they look into your soul
like a animal about to kill that killer instinct the eye
antony Hopkins plays a great psychopath hannible
you ever seen blood in the moon light it […]