The worst feeling for me is when my mum sees my cuts and scars and just gives me the most disgusted look and says “just stop that.. its wrong”.
Thanks mum i feel the love
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Hey guys. My “story” isn’t nearly as traumatizing as any of yours, and I almost feel as though I’m wasting your time, so I apologize.
I was a fairly normal kid, or whatever normal is supposed to be. I had a best friend, someone who loved me, tons of persons to talk to (yes, that is the grammatically correct way to address them). Or at least I thought I did.
See, I’ve always had moments of sadness. Just “off” days. I would wake to see rain and heavy skies when it was sunshine for everyone else. It wasn’t until November of 2012 that I had a “reason”. […]
I just finished my last cigarette and I’m sitting outside looking over the past and present and I can’t help but to feel sad. I just realized how alone I really am. I have no friends, no one to talk to, and nothing to do. My sleep schedule is messed up; I sleep all day and stay awake all night, so everything is shrouded by silence and I’m my only friend. I feel lonely. I’ve lost everything that once made me feel alive and that’s all I think about. I wish I had someone, anyone, to make me feel again. My life revolves around YouTube […]
he fucking killed me. how does it feel to know that you fucking had enough influence to make somebody else to want to disappear?! i am beyond hurt. i am so heartbroken i can’t keep going. nobody deserves this life.
why am i writing this? why am i writing here. it doesn’t matter. it doesn’t change anything. just venting. for what.
been a domestic servant today. clean this clean that. but i have a way to make chores a little bit more interesting. mother nature is big help. crank the tunes and ignore the whole outside world for a while. in psycho speak that means isolating. maybe, maybe not. i was focused on my task and was thankful i was alone. cleaning the bathroom is not always a pleasant job. but it was ok because i was flying and up the tunes some more. while i know being alone so much isn’t much good for me but i am short on alternatives. none need not to […]
Anyone affected by my death,forgive me…
First of,I want to clear the fact that this is not an impulsive action.
I have been thinking about taking my own life for a long time now.This is NOT an impulsive decision.
I have tried to get better,but I failed…Only choice I got left is to start a new life…in the
afterlife…
I have tried to make people understand how I feel.Nobody cared.I guess I am a pathetic idiot,so there’s
no wonder people would not care.I mean,who would care about someone as pathetic as me?
I have tried to be a better person,and I failed.I failed as a son,I […]
so, here is my story. back 2012, i moved school so i could be a more dedicated student and stuff, but what i actually did was study like a slave for 14 hours or more. i also had all my teachers saying “how are you going to enter a university? you need to study harder” and that’s what i did. i stopped doing everything i loved, i stopped watching movies, reading books that weren’t from school, texting or calling friends, or even hanging out with friends, i also stopped listening to music (yes somehow i managed to do that) and taking pictures of myself). my […]
This is just a question that I don’t think I could answer myself, but I never understood why people would look for a suicide partner? Is it because they are scared to do it by themselves? Is it so they could be less lonely? I don’t know having a partner with me would make me feel like I was responsible for someones death. I hope I don’t sound judgy because I am honestly not trying to be. I am just genuinely curious.
It’s been 19 days.
The medicine I’m on seems to have taken away the so familiar feeling of sadness I’ve had for as long as I can remember. The change is so sudden that I feel like I’ve been stripped of a part me, I part I loathed but at the same time loved. How is it possible that now that my depression is on the way to being cured, I don’t want it gone?
It’s as if I would rather stay with my roller coaster of a life then be happy. Do I really hate myself so much, or is it just her ensuring I never […]
I feel so close to committing suicide, as if at any second I could just jump into the car and drive to my suicide location. I know I’m better off dead, I’m a nobody and when I’m alive I’m just a burden on my family and a scab to society but I feel death and I’m scared. I’ve always been a coward and it’s hard to accept that soon i’m going to inject myself with heroin and jump from the highest building I can find. I don’t want to die but I don’t belong in this world and there is no recourse for me. I’d […]
i hate myself for every single little thing i do. i get into an argument with my mom, i hate myself after for the attitude i gave. i eat, i hate myself after for eating. i stay quite, i hate myself for not speaking. i speak and i hate myself for not staying quite. it seems that no mater what i do, i am never satisfied with myself in anything i do. i feel like i will never be satisfied. i will always hate myself.
I thought for once, I’d be able to be okay. It’s hard to think when all these thoughts are in your head. You’re like a ticking time bomb. The wrong person cuts a wire, and you explode. And you’re nothing. Because they made you feel worthless. Like everything you ever did for them was nothing.
darkness consumes me, all of me. all i see is darkness. My mind is full of dark thoughts you see, all i want is to be set free. feeling this way all the times makes me even more depressed… i need to be saved or i need to go. i just wish that my parents loved me, i wish i didnt cut i wish i didnt depend on pills to make me feel better. i wish that i was differnt…
deppresion isnt crying all the time it isnt the constant reminder that you want to die, its the feeling of being numb… its not something you want to have bt you just do. its not like i asked for this life. I would never want someone to feel the pain i feel…
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Why cant please my GOD i do the things i dnt want to do as apostle paul said, But I love GOD but not able to please him , i feel loneliness in the world fear to speak with people evryone in the world are cruel no humans exists , sometimes i feel myself lost many tyms felt ending up my life, I lov BIBLE, JESUS , My god father but i m sinner i m lost , y cant god help me and stop me from sining , He left me alone in this cruel selfish world, I […]
Finally I can have this back. Finally got *him* to leave this alone. God where the hell do I start? I was in the bathroom one day and I just filled up the tub. No bubbles. No nothing. It’s not like I was trying to have a bubble bath. And I got in and went underwater. As long as I could. Knowing that I’ll struggle and finally come up for air once I can’t take anymore. But I wanted to suffer. Feel me black out. I sat there for 2 hours of just complete silence. I’ve had a relapse and it’s horrible.
For starters, I’m amber. Despite what it was like growing up, I was generally a happy kid. I had my grandpa to thank for that. My family and I lived with him until I was about 10. I was very close to him. My parents didn’t pay much attention to me because of my older sister and twin younger brother and sister they had to worry about. My grandpa was always there for me, he defended me and stopped my dad from beating me. Three years ago he passed away and for three years, I haven’t been the same.
All I want is to be […]
i’m cutting my fucking self again, i don’t get posting this, but fuck off, i feel so fucking lost right now.
I’ve realized I’m no good my family hates me my grandpa doesn’t like me my uncle always fucks with me and makes me feel worse as for why this impacts me so deeply is I have no father all mine is happens to be a pill popper and can barley sustain himself for two minutes without going into a fit of rage. My grandpa has always thought lower of me and never did like me at times it really shows for example, he always goes on about how I’m soo dumb or how I never change when I try when he sits on his fucking […]
I’m starting to see why people do certain things, I may not fully understand it but I think when we are in a place where we feel pent up by our circumstances, a change is wanted…needed. Right now I’m low on oxygen and I’m hanging by an idea. Will a moment come when we find something that gives us fresh air, makes everything seem lighter, brighter more promising, even scary. Looking back to a sad place its easy to ignore it, and maybe move toward what you want to do. In ways I wish I could see an option like that for me but now […]