I don’t know what to do. I’m writing this and it’s all so sketchy. There are days I’m not paranoid and then there are days where I question if I should trust the world and my loved ones. I’m just a fucked up statement of life. I hate life and everything it consists of. I don’t wanna see the sun shining and the clouds passing by. I don’t wanna see the grass and the food we eat that in the majority is micro-processed. I feel so burdened with my thoughts, for they consume me entirely. I am not me anymore, I am a […]
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High Blood Pressure
My life, as I see it, is a sea without any shore.
I’m 16 years old, God knows if I have high blood pressure and liver disease, I have no money, I dont have the girl that I love and I have the worst relation with my parents.
I’m completely alone. No real friends, family, nothing. Nada.
I dont know if I will get the girl that I love and every other thing will be alright.
I’m from Bangladesh, and this country is a third world country which sucks, and I’m trapped here.
I know many of you here writes sad things that I have no love and no friends […]
I know people will hate me and there is no way out my situation – this is why I can’t see a therapist. I have a “girlfriend”, who was once a fiance. We had a child together and then she immediately got fat – I don’t mean a few pounds, but nearly 200. She also stopped bathing (except once per week), smokes constantly (even though she has high blood pressure). She is absolutely revolting to me. I feel so absolutely ashamed when I am in public with her – I walk a couple feet behind her, etc. I can’t have friends – because of this. […]
Since I was young my parents wanted me on medicine along with therapy. Since I didn’t have a choice I took them. as prescribed until I came down with the worse side affects. Zoloft the robotic smiles, Prozac this motor tics, Amitriptiline the chest rock and zombie mind.
My father. I’ve prayed he should die since whatever this is has taken over him. He’s teasing is worse and he thinks it’s ok. My mom is super submissive so she tags along. I still don’t trust her. He tease about me not moving fast enough yesterday in 100 degree heat and 79% humidty as I made pigs […]