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Household

Read it if you wanna, it’s kinda long, I’m just ranting :v

by seekinghelp 8/18/2013

written by seekinghelp

Writing helps calm me down.
I don’t know why, but it does.
I’m writing right now, because I’m under severe stress.
They’re still fighting as I’m writing this lol

Well guys, let me tell you my story :v
I mean if you bother even to read it haha

Well, my Dad’s a gambler. he lost all the money in the household and now we’re broke. Like BA-ROKE.
My mom’s suicidal. She always tells me how she just wants to stop living and attempted suicide multiples of times infront of me, and my siblings.
Well, me, I’m just a kid going through highschool
I have a little brother […]

8/18/2013 8 comments

Reasons for suicide and Reasons to live

by PainNlife 7/15/2013

written by PainNlife

Reasons to commit suicide

IÂ don’tÂ love myself or self hatred
I have low self esteem
I lost all my friends
irreversibly damaged reputation and social standing with family
future is bleak
No ambition or motivation to set goals
So much regret for pass choices and decisions
inability to forgive myself and move on
credit score is in the trash
hard to get and keep a job and contribute financially to household
burden on family members
I hate living day to day repeating the same shit (eat,shit,sleep,wake-up,repeat)
I hate being weak
I am fearful of what my future will most likely become (homeless,broke,ostracized,lonely etc)
Pain of remembering the past and unable to return
I hate knowing I am a failure in life
To get […]

7/15/2013 33 comments

Ah, No.

by Bminor 6/16/2013

written by Bminor

Imagine this if you will. You’re transgender. You grew up in a poor, abusive household where you lived in constant terror and stress. Your parent-captors told you if you didn’t tell CPS they would pay for you to go to school, but they meant the terrible community college in the neighborhood. You are disabled mentally and physically. You have chronic pain from fibromyalgia and a back injury, and migraines constantly. You’re completely broke because no one wants to hire a young transsexual much less one that’s disabled and doesn’t even have a degree yet because you were homeschooled by incompetent idiots and completely fail at […]

6/16/2013 8 comments

continuing melodrama

by kristink 4/8/2013

written by kristink

well now there is more drama in my pathetic loser life. we have to come up with a rather large chunk of change by next monday-tax day! and it is basically my fault. silly me i didn’t think the feds could possibly want more from my paltry income. boy was i wrong!! i will never hear the end of that. and then my husband’s drinking buddy wants to do an “intervention” with him this weekend about his drinking. won’t that just be a barrel of laughs? it means nothing when the nagging wife complains . maybe it will mean something when a friend says something. […]

4/8/2013 0 comment

To us the world is different.

by Ink 3/18/2013

written by Ink

As we are to the world, but I guess you would know that.

Favorite line from my favorite song. But moving forward.

I’ve been plagued with the world’s worse bout of depression I’ve ever felt. Its not that I havn’t felt this way before, but the difference here is that I can’t cry; and something about that seems to be hindering my healing process. Quite frankly though, I’m getting tired. Very tired.

I feel like I’m going insane, and the stillness I’m experiencing is like an inner ring of hell. I’m depressed to a point where there’s NOTHING I want to do, which makes no sense seeing as […]

3/18/2013 3 comments

A suicidal child

by derpette 3/3/2013

written by derpette

I’ve wanted to die not long after I’d been born. The first time I tried to kill myself was when I was four years old. And for the people who have told me that my brain wasn’t fully developed yet, its impossible, i wasn’t capable of feeling suicidal, bullshit. I remember it. I wanted to die and I was perfectly capable of feeling hopeless. Â The next seven times I tried to kill myself was when I was ten years old and living in hell. I remember I brought a large steak knife up to my room and just held it up to my neck till […]

3/3/2013 2 comments

farewell

by passionfruit3 1/30/2013

written by passionfruit3

its unbeleivable that today im talking to you all when tommorow will be another attempt that i will probably fail at but im going to try anyway.If i should die.I will probably figure out to late its a mistake and that im stupid.Im just tired of the mindless dysfunction of my life and household. I cant take all this screaming.And i have a therapist who still has not gotten back to me.I just ended today with my current therapist.That alone is a hard loss.I cant take this back.Its been planned and so it will happen. If anything goes wrong its my fault. Im a […]

1/30/2013 1 comment

I need some help

by I.cant.breathe! 1/21/2013

written by I.cant.breathe!

What are some household pills that will make me
1. really relaxed
2. pass out for a few minutes

I don’t seek to die from the pills.

1/21/2013 1 comment

Reasons.

by Gumpy 11/24/2012

written by Gumpy

Bullying affects soo many people, and some, the way to deal with it is suicide. Some people are brought up in a household where there aren’t happy gatherings, where there is domestic violence, to the woman, and the children are abused, bashed. Some people are lonely. Have no freinds, family, attention. Where the view from their eyes are empty. There are people who are sexual assaulted, raped. Where they are used for sex and torture. There are people who get kidnapped, lets say, kept by a pedo for many years. Where they are tortured with rape, bad living, and are alone with fear. There are […]

11/24/2012 1 comment

hey..

by icanttakeitanymore 10/17/2012

written by icanttakeitanymore

my name is is melody. i am 19 years old. ever since i was a small girl, everyone talked about how cute i was and how far i was honna go. about how extremely intelligent and talented i was. and i really was. i was an amazing writer, i won so many awards, i was a great cheerleader, amazing artist and track runner. i was a class clown. everyone really did love me. but what people didn’t know is that after school, i came home to a horrible household and was bullied every second that i was there. how much of a piece of shit […]

10/17/2012 5 comments

what’s this life for?

by annae 10/8/2012

written by annae

I don’t know what to live for anymore. My life goes the same pattern every single day and I think it’ll go the same way every single day ’til I die. I wake up, go to school, do some homework, do some household choirs, watch some tv, go to bed. In the future school will switch to work.

I mean… No day has meaning and every day is a struggle. So why continue? I know I’ll never get completely through my traumas and I’ll never be truly happy. (And yes I know that happiness isn’t a destination, more like a way of life but still I […]

10/8/2012 4 comments

This is my story, i guess

by Egokiller 10/7/2012

written by Egokiller

Well, I guess my story starts from the day that I was born. My mother, so Iâ€™ve been told, started drinking around the age of twelve. She was from an extremely abusive household and I figure she needed something to get her mind off of it. I donâ€™t hold it against her. Anyway, she had about seven kids with a different man every time all over the United States and dropped us with the fathers. She committed suicide when I was about ten, not that it mattered. I never met the women and I donâ€™t really care to.
My father also had a very, very, […]

10/7/2012 2 comments

Feeling Cornered

by Dashed 6/10/2012

written by Dashed

I don’t really see what else there is for me to do. I feel like all I ever do internally and out is apologize for the kind of person I am and the choices I’ve made. I feel like I should apologize for not being successful the last three times I tried to commit suicide, both to myself and to everyone who’s had to deal with me since those points.

It’s been made pretty much abundantly clear that I am the thing standing between my mother and her relationship. Her **** of a boyfriend is so pre-occupied with how much of a disappointment I am that […]

6/10/2012 4 comments

Barely Holding On

by Another Number 5/17/2012

written by Another Number

I don’t understand how all these little things can hold me back. Make me feel afraid. Too afraid to actually go through anything, and I all can manage is to hurt myself.

She’s one of the reasons why I’m holding on. She makes me feel so happy when I’m with her, and whenever I talk to her, I just end up smiling. I forget the rest of the world and I just want to be with her, always talking, somehow always communicating. Cause she’s one of my lifelines making me stay here.

The endless possibilities. The curiosity of what life will be like if I stick through […]

5/17/2012 2 comments

Only two beings more helpless than I am.

by trappedbyhelplessness 3/27/2012

written by trappedbyhelplessness

So. There is nothing holding me back. There is no one who loves me, no one who cares about me. The last one who existed on this earth, my father, got run over by a truck a year ago next month. I am a single woman in my 40’s who grew up in an abusive household and will never have a mate or children or a loving home. I want to die more than anything in this world. Each night i lie sobbing on the floor, pulling the side of one hand down the wrist of the other, feeling the cool, smooth sensation of a […]

3/27/2012 7 comments

by sadmommy 8/31/2009

written by sadmommy

I live my everyday with a six year old who tells me she hates me, that I disgust her and tells me how to run the household. Sounds pretty normal for dysfunction aside from the spitting, kicking, biting, screaming and rage she throws along with it. You think she sounds defiant well that doesn’t even skim the surface, this has been going on for years and I’m exhausted and just tapped out. I promised myself I would never scream at my child or spank her because I had that from my father growing up and it had lasting effects. Nothing works with […]

8/31/2009 6 comments

Worthless.

by GenerationxPlastik 8/11/2009

written by GenerationxPlastik

You can choose to read this or not. I know it’s long.

I’m 17.
Ever since I can remember I’ve been witnessing abuse in my household.

When I was 4, I remember seeing my parents fist fight all the time, & I could never understand why. I remember seeing a few relatives standing in my doorway, but I don’t know why they were standing there, or if they really were there at all. I got my first taste of first-hand violence when I was 5. My mom was holding me in her arms while my dad was punching away at her face. & I remember asking him […]

8/11/2009 17 comments