Seriously, I’m fifteen years old, and I want to end my own life. I feel I have no purpose. I’ve almost lost every single one of my friends, family’s not so great, and you might say I’m too young for this, but… I’ve liked girls before, and feel this is different. I feel it’s love. But no, she likes someone else. Loving someone and being nice them and stuff like that isn’t enough. Also, my thoughts on career. I wanted to be an actor/singer, something like that since I was a kid and constantly discouraged. Gave up, and grades started dropping. So, why shouldn’t I? […]
Hating Life
I’m sitting in Spanish class right now And just can’t take it anymore. I don’t know how, but I will be dead by midnight tonight. I have the worst friends and barely any. Everyone else goes out of their way to make me wanna die. I just want to make them all feel terrible. I want everyone, to regret how they treated me. If I’m still alive, I won’t have gained respect. I’m gonna end it tonight.
I actually took advice… I seeked help
I have wanted to die for the past several years that I can remember. Not as much for the reason of hating life; moreso the desire for all the pain around me to stop.
A sum up.. I grew up with a family who abused drugs and alcohol. Never had a real parental figure that helped me distinguish “right or wrong” or even a good sense of morals. I have had multiple relationships but all ended badly. I blame myself moreso because my first ever love had committed suicide when we were 16.
With that and a whole lot more that […]
My life isn’t as bad as others.
On paper it’s perfect.
I haven’t enjoyed living life for about 12 years that I can actually remember.
But i’ve never looked into any sort of site like this before.
im usually just hating life and being too afraid to end it.
I just hate the not knowing what happens after.
and i have kids.
and im alone with them 90% of the time.
their father works 7 days a week.
they’re young. and they need to be taken care of.
but i hate every fucking day of my life.
they’re the only things keeping me alive at all.
id […]
I thought I’d never have to come back here. I thought I was doing fine. I used to severely scratch my skin (around my shoulders and chest so no one could see) to take some extremely negative thoughts out on myself. I had stopped for about 4 days now. Then… today happened.
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Here’s a little back-story;
About 3 years ago, my ex cheated on her boyfriend of 2 years with her friend, they obviously broke up. Then me and her dated for about 2 weeks last year, but she left me to get back together with her ex, but he didn’t want her. She then […]
One of the things that’s stopping me from killing myself is the fact that I’ll be a corpse which will have to be disposed of. I know it’s stupid, but I hate the thought of being buried, but I also hate the thought of being cremated. I don’t want to be a corpse at all really, I just want to literally disappear into thin air. I’m not sure why this bothers me so much, because I know that my body’s basically just a shell of who I am, but it does. I don’t want to be a corpse and I’m not sure why I care […]
This is very hard for me to write this out, but I felt I had to just release what has been on my mind for over ten years and I happened to come across this website and here I am, took me a long time to admit that I hate life and to admit I have a serious problem here if I hate life, I never actually attempted to hurt myself but the thoughts are always there and my thoughts are getting stronger day by day, well the reason why I am like this I say to myself is a legitimate reason to hate life […]