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A new day

by Bloodboil 2/2/2014

written by Bloodboil

Its been some time since my last post, maybe a week maybe two. Time has been slipping past so fast I barely even notice it. It still is the same grey world but now there is something different about it. I gave myself a fighting chance. After I had posted I felt a small relief on myself my story was out somewhere and none judged it, instead they offered support and wishes for well being. Thats when I decided upon something.

I will make a stand for who I am and what I want. I refuse to beaten and pummeled by something that is not even […]

2/2/2014 3 comments

BP Rage – The fight to bite ones tongue

by PhantomShadow 2/2/2014

written by PhantomShadow

The one thing that most people associate with Bipolar is bad husbands with anger issues.Â It might sound stereo-typical but for the majority that is true.Â You have to be extremely carefull not to share your anger/disappointment as it can erupt in the drop of a hat and you wig out.Â I am a much more “peacefull” bipolar case than the usual but only due to the fact that I had grown up with the rage and it keeps me in check…most of the time…but I can rage with the best of them.

They say that Bipolar is inherited and it shows.Â My dad has serious […]

2/2/2014 0 comment

When there is nothing else?

by oceans_quest 2/2/2014

written by oceans_quest

I am not happy. I don’t ever really remember a time Â I was ever truly happy. Â That’s the first time I have ever admitted that to myself. Â I talked to my mother last week she said that her children are what give her a reason to fight when ever she feels down. What if Â you don’t have anything to make you fight to stay. That’s were Â I am in my life right now. Â I never loved or been loved, If i was to leave this earth today it wouldn’t Â impact any ones life. I could be happy. So when there is nothing else […]

2/2/2014 5 comments

by benna 1/28/2014

written by benna

I don’t know what i’m doing with my life. Does anybody know? Like, Jobs said that life would have worked out looking backwards: it would have been a “connecting the dots” of all the little decisions made, and at the end everything would have become clear.

I think i will drawÂ anything but a scrawl, when it will come my time. Everyone has his share of defeat but defeat itself has a meaning, that is the fight; what are we doing instead, me and my generation, drunk saturday, studying monday, working tuesday, wednesday married – how is it that these serial mass-produced lives could signify anything more […]

1/28/2014 8 comments

I’m tired of the streotypes…

by whyme336 1/24/2014

written by whyme336

Most people say cheerleaders are sluts, perfection, skinny, and easy. But we aren’t all like that. We are all human we all make mistakes and fight our own battles. I’m an elite and school cheerleader; I am anorexic, on medication for depression and anxiety, and I was diagnosed with OCD. So think before you judge a cheerleader just cause we act confident in our own skin doesn’t mean we are.

1/24/2014 4 comments

The Fight

by Bri 11/25/2012

written by Bri

My mouth is as dry as the pavement in July.

Hair soaking wet fist clinched at my sides

somehow I know this is going to end in a fight.

She takes the first swing a shot at my pride.

If there’s one thing I know I’ve got to survive.

I have to tell this story I cant simply let it be!

And let it fade away lost with apart of me.

I won’t yell for help even though I know i should.

Because if I did I’d be misunderstood.

See this wouldn’t be easy to explain.

Why do I stand alone in the rain?

The answer is simple and hard to hide.

Because the person I fight

Lies […]

11/25/2012 3 comments

desire for destruction

by NotReallyHereAtAll 9/1/2012

written by NotReallyHereAtAll

Do you ever get that overwhelming need to destroy everything? And I mean everything, the things you love included. It’s just that right now I want to destroy everything in my life. I’m sort of angry and I don’t know why. I just feel this rage deep inside me that wants to break everything, throw things across the room, tear pages out of books I adore, scream ugly things at people I love, slam doors really loudly and destroy my relationship with my friends and family.
But more than anything I want to destroy myself. Not as a coping method or as the permanent sleep […]

9/1/2012 6 comments

I may finally be realising where the sadness and death wish began

by NotReallyHereAtAll 8/14/2012

written by NotReallyHereAtAll

I don’t know why I am so alone in every way, well actually I suppose I do, it’s just that I have been repressing it for far too long- out it comes now, oh dear:
The people who tell you that things change when people grow up and you go from lower to higher schools and onwards are not always right. People might change, but their attitudes towards those who were once 11 year old outcasts remains… and even if it isn’t verbalised, hostility is an emotion easy to pick up on when directed at you, it truly is. Do you know what it’s like […]

8/14/2012 7 comments

Untitled

by painterofmusic 5/10/2009

written by painterofmusic

I’m not entirely sure what I’m thinking by posting this. I’ve kept to myself for all this time, no one is going to read this,Â and no one on here cares anymore than anyone around here. I mean, people say the words, but they don’t really mean them. You can hear, “I DO care about you!” but as soon as they say that, they’re off doing something else. But I guess if I’ve come this far, if I typed the words on the search engine that led me to this website, if this really is some low blow at getting suicidal people reported, whatever the reason […]

5/10/2009 5 comments

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