Where to start..
I guess with how I’m feeling right now. I’m doing awful. And by awful I mean I want to kill myself. I wish that sometimes I would get the guts to try it again. Or I wish I would have died the first time.
My boyfriend has depression as well. And when he is having a bad day he just goes home. (Normally he stays with me as we mostly live together) Like today he got off work early. I didn’t know what time because he never told me. He just said he was having a hard time and didn’t want to […]
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Having A Bad Day
Well, I’m the girl everyone thinks is happy. They all come to me with their problems. No one would suspect that I’ve dealt with depression and suicidal thoughts as long as I can remember…
I know the first time I remember wanting to die was when I was 7 years old. When I voiced this thought to my mother, she said she would hit me if I ever said that again.
I remember I was about 12 or 13 when I first started cutting and starving myself. No one thought anything of my rapid weight loss; kids go through stages where they suddenly lose […]
for everyone having a bad day today tumblr_maxhjbVDfI1qd5dav.gif i know its just a bunny but hopefully it might cheer someone up as much as it cheered me up
Dad constantly hugs me, kisses me, messes my hair *affectionately*, rubs my face with his hands, the same hands he used to hurt my mum. Makes me feel SICK.
He constantly calls me, last thing at night, first thing in the morning.
Whenever my fon beeps “is it mom?” no dad its my friends lauren. Whenever im texting somone “are you texting mum” any word from mum? G’on text mum for me. Makes me text stuff to her I don’t want to say
My position is that I am lying. Constantly lying through my teeth. I don’t love him, don’t want him back, I HATE HIM DISPISE HIM, […]
So I guess since I just registered I should write my story? I don’t know.
So currently I’m 17. My name’s Nick. I live in New York. I’m a senior in high school and a non-matriculated college student at the local community college.
So previous to high school, I was kind of a loner. I was (and still am) the fat kid and I was a loner. My only real friend was my friend Trevor since 3rd Grade. So yeah people made fun of me a lot and no one really stopped until one day this kid, Chris, was really just picking on me. I was having […]
Know how I came across this site? I googled, “How to disapear.” And I was brought here…
I was having a bad day, I suffer from depression and today just wasn’t good. I saw my friends and was just in a terrible mood and felt like everything was falling apart. My friends are always busy, I get mad at them for no reason, and sometimes I just feel like Im falling back into this deep, dark place that I used to be about 2 years ago. But then I made my favorite tea, put on my favorite movie and came across this site. And it really […]
If you’re reading this you’re probably in some type of pain… You may be having a bad day, you may have self harmed, you may have skipped a meal or thrown one up, you may have made some horrible mistakes today, but guess what?? Â You’re still alive & I’m so proud of you for that. I guarantee suicide went through your head at least once today but you had the strength to overcome the urge… that’s amazing. You’re amazing. If no one can be proud of you for that, think of me. A complete stranger who couldn’t be happier that you’re alive. We all make […]
things with my deppresion and life in general have felt overall better recently, but it is a daily fight, its like the celldweller song-birthright “holding on until my hands and mind start bleeding” it feels like they are bleeding, beeding pain. im getting tired anmd i can tell, everytime im having a bad day i have to fight every waking moment and its making me tired, what if i slip back and end up so deep or deeper as i was before? honestly im scared, all these what ifs are running throught my mind, im getting tired of the fight. “hes on his way to […]
If I wasn’t already having a bad day.
Damn those stupid door knocking god thumping freaks.
You know nothing about me so who are you to call me a damn sinner and NO i don’t want you to leave me a bible and NO I don’t want you coming back next week to teach me to love a god that don’t bloody exist
I don’t have a sob story. I have never been abused. My parents are alive and healthy as are my siblings.
I’m almost sure I have depression, I have every single one of the signs, but I don’t want to tell my mom.
I’m not pretty, I have an oddly shaped face and horrible eyebrows that no matter how much I pay to have them shaped, their just never pretty. My eyes are nothing special, same as my nose, and my lips are incredibly thin. My hair is a ugly blond-ish brown that just looks greasy all the time. I’m not smart, I’m not athletic, I’m not […]
I.. um .. i went in to a fight with the boy i like , because i was having a bad day , and i called him a jerk  … now he’s not talking to me , AT ALL . I had a big fight with my mom…. she hates me , she sayd i should go out , and drink myself till I die …. i feel so small …. i feel .. alone . :’c
I’m sorry for existing … because i really , really don’t want to hurt anybody … but … i cant stand this anymore .. I hate this , […]
im drunk and depressed, i was having a bad day depression wise and now im drunk at home alone and ive made a packt with myself not to cut for a week but right now i think im going to break it cause otherwise i might take pillsthatll end it. im so glad my computer has autocheck otherwise this would be unintelligable hhahahah. my brain is in a comfortable blurrrrrrrr but everything hurt and i dont understand whats going on. i was just considering calling my ex who im so not over and singing more than this to him. he would never speak to me […]
It started out small. I would feel sad and tired and utterly hopeless for a few hours, maybe one night at the most. I would self harm or cry myself to sleep or rant in my diary until 2 AM. The next morning I would tell myself that yesterday was “just a bad day” and that everyone had them once in a while, so it was totally normal.
I went from having a “bad day” once in a while, to having a “bad day” once a month, to having several “bad days” a month…and before I knew it, I’d become the person I am now. I […]