CAN YOU PLEASE TEL ME WHY!@? THIS TIME I AM NOT POSTING ANYTHING, SO PLEASE TRY AND COMMENT @LEAST AS TO WHY!?!?!
MY POST WAS REGARDING THE HELIUM KIT. PLEASE … FOR GOD SAKE! THE DAY IS COMING CLOSER AND I NEED TO KNOW A FEW THINGS…
CAN YOU PLEASE TEL ME WHY!@? THIS TIME I AM NOT POSTING ANYTHING, SO PLEASE TRY AND COMMENT @LEAST AS TO WHY!?!?!
MY POST WAS REGARDING THE HELIUM KIT. PLEASE … FOR GOD SAKE! THE DAY IS COMING CLOSER AND I NEED TO KNOW A FEW THINGS…
I don’t know what to do anymore. I came to the internet because I couldn’t cope with real life anymore so I hid myself away in my room and stayed on my laptop 24/7. But, now, I think everyone probably hates me.
I have 4 friends in real life, two of whom follow me on Twitter, which I have now deactivated. One friend is friends with many of my internet friends and she has been telling them that the majority of my tweets are lies.
According to her, I haven’t ever self harmed. I haven’t ever considered nor attempted suicide. Nobody wrote horrid things about me on […]
I promised I wouldn’t do ‘crazy shit’ to my psychiatrist, but I just can’t hold it anymore. I don’t live my life for me, I live it for them.
But fact is; they don’t care if I’m here, there or gone. My councilor at school is totally lost with me, he doenst know what to do with me, the kids at school ( yeah, they’re kids. freaking childish barbiedolls. I’m turning 19 in less then a month and my class is full with 16 y/o barbies :l ) don’t see me. I will give my parents, my family, my friends rest. My parents will have so […]
Dear SP’ers,
Since I promised to my therapist I would not kill myself and suck it up for two months… have you guys got any tips? What can I do when I’m freaking out?
Things I do to cope:
call/text someone to get help/ distraction
cry the fuck out of myself
post something on SP
eat ( chocolate)
smoke
masturbate/ watch porn
cut, beat myself blabla..
sometimes: booze
I would like to have tips: I want to learn how to cope with shit a healthy way instead of fucking myself up even more…
Lots of Love,
Dawn
so just need to rant here…I am not having a good experience at the new place where I am living. The older room mate is a talker who is unaware of boundaries and when to just shut the fuck up. I humour her and say the appropriate things but it gets old really fast. I am feeling manipulated when she starts off with “so what are you doing tomorrow?” I now turn it around and say “Why would you ask that? Whats on the go for you tomorrow?”
I do not need to “check” in with her if I choose to […]
I want to feel. anything. I feel so fucking empty. My moods swing constantly. Half an hour ago I was jumping up and down with energy..
I want to cut, so I can feel that sweet rush flow trough my body, I want to smoke, I want to drink, have sex so freaking much…
and now I have to leave my bed to go to work. Yey 🙁
my bf was going to commit suicide. we’ve always talked about it, but this time he sounded serious. he made me promise not to tell. he said he was going to write him suicide note and leave as soon as he was alone, most likely the next day. he said goodbye, and thank you for being an amazing gf, and sorry about a hundred times. But i was scared so i told my friend who knows all this and happens to be his ex. ive convinced her before not to tell anyone, but this time she said fuck it im telling, and told her mom. […]
Fuck!!! I’m still here. This past week has me feeling I really have no strength to stay alive. I have reasons too I know that. I just need a way to make them more important for me to stay here. I don’t know how I’m supposed to carry on. My fakingit lifestyle isn’t working but being real wont work either it will turn people away (so I’ve had experience). Fuck fuck fuck fuck. Someone set the pain free. Really. Please set me free.
Fuck, my life is one big joke
hey guys
I have missed you guys
sadly I haven’t missed the thoughts they havent left me one bit. for weeks thoughts of death have been in my head and they wont go away. I am not sure if I wanna die or if its just the thoughts that are making me believe that I wanna die.
I just keep getting more and more reasons to die and not stay around here.
what the fuck am I supposed to do
maybe i should have killed myself when i had the chance, when i was ready to die, when i had nothing to loose.. that probably would have been the right thing to do.. but of course.. i make yet ANOTHER wrong fucking goddamn decision. fuck it. fuck this. fuck everyone. fuck me. FUCK LIFE. could honestly punch a hole in my fucking goddamn fucking wall for fucking chirsts sake.
I’m so done wit life..I cut way worse and way deeper than I ever have tonight..I can’t live life anymore I’m so done..
I got kicked out of my moms house a year ago, and the day since my life hasn’t been the same. I’ve been out for a year now because I called her a ***** because she was being one. That’s it…kicked out for over a year for saying “stop being a ***** for 2 minutes”. I moved in with my grandma (worst fucking decision I could ever make). Day after day of being out in the country away from my friends and family, it hasn’t been the same. I lost all of my friends, and since she’s 5 miles away its a hassel going to […]
Dear Mum,
If you find this, damn your lucky. You probably don’t even know this site exists, and now I’m writing on it.
When I said I wasn’t bothered about not being with him anymore, I lied. I cried myself to sleep every night and continue to do so until this day even thou its so far on. I’m forced to see his face everyday, he’s befriended my enemy, and when I say I don’t like that girl, I mean she wrecked everything, she found out my darkest secrets, twisted them to make them ten times worse and exposed them to everyone. Now I see them everyday, […]
Yeah, because finding you dead, being shocked at what they see, calling your name, not hearing your voice, trying to wake you up, not feeling your warm skin or breath anymore, freaking out, shouting for help, crying, trying to get you to talk to them again, asking if you’re okay, wondering why you refuse to at least tell them to fuck off, calling the paramedics over, calling the cops, family friends and neighbors are now like WTF, the medics put their compassion to 300% for everyone’s sakes, the police give their part to determine malicious intent or otherwise, they try breathing life into you, they […]
Im not going to do my usually ten thousand words of deep shit. I just want to spill the facts. I’m a girl, I lost my first love, I can’t stop thinking about him, I have next to no friends, my parents hate me and say I’m a disappointment, I tried suicide and I do self harm.
I just want to enjoy life again.
I know the first step is getting over my ex. Im working on that, I’d love to cut him out of my life but I am forced to see him everyday so it will take a lot longer than most people. How the […]
i dont have anything going for me and i never will. Everyone always says life sucks, so why even bother. It is universaly agreed that life is a ***** and then you die and for some reason everyone justs accepts that and moves on. Well why the fuck would we even bother, if life sucks then why keep living it. Its like a crappy movie, you know its crap so you stop. Well life is crap so why not stop. People say its selfish and you will be hurting your friends and family. If your friends and family really fucking cared about you they would […]
I always make schedules.
According to my schedule I had to have readen all three books I needed to read for the two exams I had. According to my schedule I had to finish them last friday. Which was possible if I wasnt just a complete ****.
I already decided to do only one exam because I thought that would be easier and I would at leats get to finish reading for 1 subjct. And I cant. I cant get to finish it. And its not even that hard.
According to my schedule I was supposed to start studying an hour ago. And I didnt do it. Because […]
I was just thinking. Why do people guilt trip over cutting themselves?
Who the fuck cares what other people think? (Well, maybe that’s more of my perspective.) It’s non-lethal, it hurts less than getting a tattoo, you just don’t get a pretty picture at the end. I mean, for pain itself, there would be constructive and productive things to do like yoga, or running till your legs give out, that hurt a lot more than some scrapes. The intensity of pain you feel from pushing your bodily limits are usually a lot worse than the actual act of cutting. If you consistently need stitches and […]
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