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Insecurities

Act 3: Insecurities

by Zetsumei 1/9/2016

written by Zetsumei

The curtain rises once again as the group enters the inside of a spaceship.

HDS: Killer clown, zombies, now, it’s a spaceship… I’m sensing a theme here.

Suddenly, robotic claws and aliens reveal themselves from the shadows.

Nicole: Those guns the aliens are holding look weird… They look like cucumbers attached to a toy gun.

Zetsumei: If the flyer I read was accurate, I don’t suggest anyone get caught. At that, Zetsumei takes out several switchblade knives he stole from the graveyard area.

Zetsumei claps his hands once before getting into a running position then says, “Ready…Set…Go!” Zetsumei and the others start running through the aliens and claws. Zetsumei avoids […]

1/9/2016 5 comments

Sorry, you’re not a winner

by Disenchanted7 6/5/2014

written by Disenchanted7

I am only 25 but I feel like suicide has become the only option for me. I want to share my story with you and I hope you’ll give me an honest response on whether it suicide seems acceptable in my case.

My life has always been fucked up. My mum was schizophrenic and an alcoholic. From the post natal depression she was deemed unfit to care for us and I went through several foster families who abused and physically attacked me. She died from liver poisoning when I was 5. My dad took my brother and I in for two years but we lived in […]

6/5/2014 3 comments

Where Do You Go From Here?

by renegadeRaenbow 8/18/2013

written by renegadeRaenbow

It’s been such a long time
Since I’ve felt this stinging sensation
Of ice cold metal and lurid fascination.
Deep down inside, I know it’s wrong of me.
But you don’t see, and that’s okay.

Where do you go from here?
When there’s nowhere to go but down.
Lost within the confines of your mind.
Oh sweet insecurities and deafening possibilities
Of how everything could end…

How would you say goodbye?
To the ones who stood by your side,
Who you thought always hated you
And left you with your crippled self?
How would feel on the day
What more do you have left to say?
The […]

8/18/2013 2 comments

Depression is burying me

by Narya 5/7/2013

written by Narya

I’m in my early 20s now and I’ve survived a tough teenage, including several suicidal attemps. I’ve always been an “alternative” girl, listening to non commercial music, not wearing fashionable cloths, not going to the disco, not smoking/bingedrinking/fucking with everyone around. This fact made my life more complicated and allowed a lot of people to talk shit about me and bully me. I’ve tried several times to convince myself that my being unique should be a reason good enough to live, but it didn’t last too long. My family is a normal one, but my parents don’t support me, don’t like what I do and […]

5/7/2013 0 comment

Almost there…

by aeneegma 4/21/2013

written by aeneegma

Huh? Funny. Not.

As of today I had a taste of that one step of ‘that-edge-of-the-cliff-stairwell’.

Just a taste, I’m still not sure if I’m ready to accept the To be/feel Disregarded step.

I’m not making sense. Because my mind is quite jumble as to what’s happening. I can feel the despair eating my insecurities.

My fingers are part of my emotion not my mind. I keep on typing, typing.

My God, I think I’m getting mad. As in the ‘nutcase’ kind.

This is to fast. Everything’s happening too fast. I’m not ready. I’ll never be ready.

That bottle is just there, a few steps away. 14 paces to be exact.
It […]

4/21/2013 1 comment

A Struggle

by Silverstream 3/31/2013

written by Silverstream

Here I am sitting in front of a computer screen, having tears run down my cheeks. I just need to let this all out. I was born abroad and faced tons of bullying when I came to where I am now. Started in 2nd grade and it never ended in elementary or middle school. I never made much friends until Middle School. I was in a clique, were weren’t close; it was simply to gain an advantage over each other for selfish purposes like getting good grades. I saw everyone in a race, in a race of being the best in academics. I was smart, […]

3/31/2013 5 comments

How have I ended up here again?

by RosieLeighGreen 2/24/2013

written by RosieLeighGreen

I loved you, I loved you so so much, but I could just never tell you, I wanted to keep you as my friend and I tried, I tried so hard to keep my friend. I always try so hard with you and I just can’t do it anymore, you don’t understand how much it’s hurting me that you don’t even acknowledge the effort I make, it might not seem like much but it’s hard for me to just let go, but i’m trying but I just don’t even see why anymore babe. I’m sick of of you throwing me aside for what you consider […]

2/24/2013 0 comment

anti-climactic Aristocrat

by Tormenting Dreams 2/10/2013

written by Tormenting Dreams

I manage to log into my second Facebook account every other day, in hopes that my mom wrote me back. She does sometimes. but most of the time i have to wait for days before she writes me.

i don’t know why i try so hard, she never wanted me in the first place. she used to tell me she wished she had gotten an abortion, and some how i always manage to over look that. but today im just so so so far down in the rut i started realizing that this is what my potential life will be like. i cant manage to do […]

2/10/2013 1 comment

I’m Doing Fine All in All

by conbonjovi 2/6/2013

written by conbonjovi

For years I’ve been miserable. At night in high school I would lock my door at night before I went to bed. I would stay up until 3 or 4, or sometimes not go to bed at all. I’d cry and listen to music like a lot of insecure guys would like me. just made me feel worse and worse. Somewhere around 2, i’d finish my homework. And then get up at 630. High school=tiring.

College was better, but not much better. I started taking adderall since I took some and felt okay with myself for the first time of my life. Something like loving myself. […]

2/6/2013 2 comments

by confused 1/19/2013

written by confused

I try to hide my insecurities, my hopelessness. I don’t know how to release them all. I hide my depression. I mean, I guess there are signs. But I’m pretty sure I’ve hid all signs of ever thinking about suicide. I cut, it will definitely show. So it would be very small. I’d hurt myself. But I bruise easily. There’s only so much you can attribute to clumsiness.Â I can hide little bruises, little things, but never anything big.

I like to project myself as a sunny person, so no one must know how screwed I am. My disposition is “sunny”. I don’t talk much, just […]

1/19/2013 1 comment

Not ready to give upâ€¦ or am I?

by louloveslife 10/22/2012

written by louloveslife

I have only ever wanted one thing. It’s the only thing that I will never have.

In grade school, I was maybe seven years old, my teacher asked us to draw what we wanted to be when we grew up. I drew myself with a bunch of babies and kids running around and wrote “stay at home mom.” Now, I’d say my goals have changed considerably, I’d rather work than stay home, but I still have dreams about little green-eyed babies.

My freshman year of college I found out that I’ll never get those babies. I also found out that I will never be in love, I’ll […]

10/22/2012 9 comments

I am nothing…

by SilentOne 10/20/2012

written by SilentOne

To my father, I am nothing more than a mistake: his polar opposite that he doesn’t want to exist. I represent everything that disappoints. His eyes divert whenever I’m around. His attention is short whenever I try to speak. His voice tears down every essence of my being.

Sorry Dad that I couldn’t be the person you could have been proud of as the many peers you compare me with. Sorry that my lack of ability to speak fluent embarrasses you. Sorry that I have insecurities that have ruined our lack of a relationship. Sorry that I’m not like every other normal person.

I’m sorry for just […]

10/20/2012 1 comment

As something a little different and to get to know me

by Crazypandachick 9/10/2012

written by Crazypandachick

I know this is a page devoted to suicidal feelings, but I’m in a good and sharing mood and am going to try something a little different if anyone’s interested. Basically you just have to send me the letters to you name or a certain word (if you’re uncomfortable giving out your name) and I’ll answer the questions that go with it 🙂

A. WHY MY LAST RELATIONSHIP ENDED.
B. FAVORITE BAND.
C. WHO I LIKE AND WHY I LIKE THEM.
D. HARDEST THING Iâ€™VE EVER BEEN THROUGH.
E. MY BEST FRIEND.
F. MY FAVOURITE MOVIE.
G. SEXUAL ORIENTATION.
H. DO I SMOKE/DRINK?
I. HAVE ANY TATTOOS OR PIERCINGS?
J. WHAT I WANT TO BE […]

9/10/2012 8 comments

Dead Inside

by bethanyk23 8/26/2012

written by bethanyk23

I am at the lowest i have ever been in my life. Sad to say, but i am starting to understand why people kill themselves. I am so depressed and can’t seem to shake it off. Im 27, a broken engagement sent me over the edge. I let any relationship im in consume my entire life and im never happy anyway because i cant seem to trust any man and end up being a crazy ***** for my insecurities. Im in love with a drug addict/alcoholic. He is a horrible person. He lies, steals, embarrasses me and doesnt work, but yet im completely addicted to […]

8/26/2012 3 comments

I Need a Solution…

by soccerguy3456 8/23/2012

written by soccerguy3456

Hi everyone,

I currently just started the 11th grade in high school, I take all ap classes and play two sports for my high school .I know alot of people at my school and i haveÂ alot ofÂ people that i consider friends and close friends.But most importantlyÂ im involved in community service organizations to help others in their horrible situtions as much asÂ i can.But its very ironic to me because now a huge 360 has accured and now im the one searching for a solution in my life. My problem consists because i feel really alone in my social life, however it hurts me alot because i have […]

8/23/2012 4 comments

Trust Issues

by lovelye 7/1/2012

written by lovelye

I guess this is part my story; maybe just the trigger to my suicidal thoughts.

I don’t know what’s wrong with me. I might be depressed, stressed, tired, angry. My parents have no clue what goes on in my head. We’ve never been a close family; my parents are seperated, so my dad visits once in a while. My mother likes to get drunk and cry about the seperation. My siblings go out and ignore this living hell we live in. And I’m the one that has to go through the pain we all go through.

I think my insecurities first started in the summer of 2006, […]

7/1/2012 3 comments

mirrors

by NotReallyHereAtAll 6/9/2012

written by NotReallyHereAtAll

Looking in the mirror is often a strange experience for me. When I look in the mirror, I don’t usually hate what I see. I don’t have too many insecurities and I usually like my features and my long, curly hair. The problem is, I’m never sure what else I’ll see when I look at my reflection. There are times when I look at my face and I look so scarily like somebody elseÂ and it shocks me that no one else can see it. I’m permanently exhausted, as you can tell from the hollowness below my eyes. My lips refuse to twitch into an unreal […]

6/9/2012 0 comment

Little Angel

by lostone18 5/26/2012

written by lostone18

Little angel, don’t you see how beautiful you are?
It’s time to stand up and wipe the tears from your eyes.
You are fighting this hopelessness and the end Â seems so far.
For every second that passes, it feels like a part of you dies.
And they make you feel as if your feelings are not up to par.
But it is time to be strong cus I’m right beside you, fighting the lies

You’ve been fighting for so long,
Little Angel
Can’t you feel that you are strong,
Little Angel
Because it is in you that I see hope,
Little Angel
It was you who […]

5/26/2012 3 comments

How Do You Live?

by NotReallyHereAtAll 3/25/2012

written by NotReallyHereAtAll

I want to live, I really, truly do. It’s just that right now, I feel like I’m surviving and life is simply passing me by and I have no idea what to do about it. I mean, I want to die right now because my life means nothing and I’m worried it will forever be like this.

How do you get the confidence to just live? It seems to me that living takes a lot of strength. To me, the difference between living and surviving is simply that feeling of being alive. I don’t feel alive, but I’m surviving anyway. So yeah, I don’t feel alive […]

3/25/2012 4 comments