Im a fourteen year old boy, i have no friends and my parents dont give a fuck about me… I dont need anybody to help me with my problems, I need someone who knows how i feal…
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Loneliness
Hello to you all. I am DarknessIncarnate. This is not my real name but my tale is real I can assure you.
How do I start? I suppose it started when I was in Primary. In my years in my primary school I was never able to make any friends asides from two people. One had the surname of Holmes and the other of Dell. Let’s call them H (for Holmes) and D (for Dell). My first friend was H, and we never really were that far apart from one another. We were close friends and always enjoyed more abstract, imaginative games. Often involving crossing together […]
seems to be a recurring theme here. I’m 22, never had a boyfriend or so much as kissed a boy. I’ve had opportunities, but turned them down for various reasons. Every day I wonder if I would be happier, less suicidal if I was in a loving relationship. Then again, that’s a dumb question because even a stupid little crush is enough to put me on cloud 9. But does it get boring after a while? For anyone in a relationship, do your feelings for your bf/gf/fiancee/husband/wife give you enough reason to go on, day after pointless day? Is it worth it?
(sorry,please forgive me for my bad English)
I joined Suicide project just a month ago.
I found this site when i was searching for The most easiest and less painful methods to kill myself on google. I read all the daily posts of of SP but never had that guts to post my own story. It really inspires me when i see how people are expressing their feelings,because i really can’t express my own feels to anybody.
I never tried to share my feelings to anybody,its really embarassing,
because I know nobody cares..and nobody will..I don’t talk much so they thinks Im moody,egoistic,
selfish,proudy and […]
I’m just so tired of being lonely, I feel like Im already dead as I don’t exist at all. People only remember me when they need something. They have my number but yet only call and text me when they want something. Everyone ignores me. I can’t take it anymore, I wish I was dead. I’m tired of this cruel and unfair world..My depression is at the point where I can’t take it anymore. There is no meaning of life to me and nobody cares about me, what’s the point. All I can say is that being lonely for several years is painful and suffering, […]
I’ve always pondered whether loneliness was a disease or if it were a momentary reflection of how another sees me. If I feel so alone in my own company, how could another possibly enjoy me?
I’ve been so miserable at times I pondered ending it, but then I always have a flash of the world, and I realize what I’d be throwing away if I gave up.
I’m a wanderer who’s passionately in love with life, and I would dread to envision the world as it is now when I could’ve changed it just by changing myself, but instead left it to the rest of people […]
I see smiles, laughing faces, warmth
touching
I see sweetness and an abundance of love
It is everywhere
all around me
I can’t escape those faces, those smiles
and true hearts
I run
cruel cruel world
My deepest desires all around me
strangers immersed in what I dream
cruel cruel world
for although it is all so near
I am galaxies away from attaining it
so I watch
I watch
I watch
New dreams emerge
What I previously yearned
no longer a care
numb
I just wait
I wait
I wait
Atlas! Deliverance!
Bring forth your humanity
give to me what is all our destiny
the quiet peace of forever sleep
Sitting in a dark room. Staring at the screen. Typical of a lonely person, a symptom of the lonely world. At times, you get up and stare out -of the window. You don’t see the outside. You see a reflection of your room; the loneliness of it: the darkness of it. You see a lonely person: yourself!, you feel detached from that person. Indeed, your lonely in your loneliness; you don’t even communicate with yourself.
Loneliness is your occupation. In a room full of people, you feel lonely. You cannot wait to get back home to feel more lonely again. You see, Loneliness is like a […]
Loneliness is a disease, you see, i have a son, I’m divorced but i see him every week, my parents are dead but I have 3 brothers, they love me and care for me, and I love them, and I love my son, and I’m happy when we are together, but I feel so desperately alone, all the time I don’t think I can relate to anyone anymore, I left my ex-wife because I felt alone and sad with her, but I still feel alone without her, when I’m not working and alone in my house, I do nothing, I watch movies, I eat, but […]
I believe that some people feel more so than others. The amount of sadness it’d take one person to crumble is what another wakes up to every day. You will never know my pain, nor I, yours. We can describe them as best we can, but I will never know what it is to carry your burden, and vise versa. I feel as though my own pain is much greater than most, as obnoxious as that sounds.. I live in a constant state of anxiety. How do others see me? Am I annoying? My breathing is too loud. Am I performing this task too slowly? […]
Love is a lie. It’s just misery, suffering, and pain covered up by so called “trust”, but when someone you love abuses your trust, the pain is revealed. The chemicals that make you feel warm around someone only trick you. Nobody can be trusted. Trust isn’t real, there is no certainty. It’s all lies and betrayal, and it only leaves you lonely and scarred.
Hi to whoever is reading this. I don’t know where to begin. I’ve never done anything like this before. I’m embarrassed. I’m ashamed. Going into college, being an 18 year old girl felt amazing. I pictured myself partying, having so many friends and so much fun. I tried to play myself off as that person for the first month. And it didn’t occur to me that I was draining myself slowly. Finally, at the beginning of last month, I realized that these “friends” I had made were interested in who I pretended to be. I couldn’t fight it anymore. I wouldn’t fit in if I […]
Mirror, Mirror, what a boring day
and yet I have so much to say.
I do nothing but sit here alone in the dark,
maybe I’m waiting for someone to steal my heart?
Mirror, Mirror I’m so sick of you,
can’t you just show me something that isn’t true?
Beauty, perfection and smiles is all that’s in,
so that’s why I feel like my body is committing a sin.
Because I’m not beautiful, nor do I smile.
And I definitely don’t have any style.
At least that what they shout at me at school
and I understand, I’m not a fool.
But why does it has […]
Not sure if my post fits in with the purpose of this site, but I need somewhere to vent… I am actively suicidal.
I am 24 years old. My mother had borderline personality disorder, depression, etc. She killed herself 5 years ago. I could have the same disorders but I’ve never seen a shrink to get diagnosed. My father has since re-married and moved away to another state… we don’t talk. I feel so alone all of the time. Life feels like such a burden, I am just going through the motions… getting through each day. But why? What is the point? I feel no love- […]
I am a construction worker..
But I am also an artist.
Everyday some one comes up to me at work and reminds me of this. My work is complex and truly beautiful to the untrained eye.. Kinda like my life!
But everyday I work alone.. And I am reminded of that too.
I’m always being asked.. “Are you alone?” “don’t you have any help?”
“Do you always work alone?”
My response is always the same..
This is my life, it’s what I do…
It’s all I know!
Everyday reads of poetry.. In my words and in my actions. In the way I hold my self […]
Loneliness aches… and has slowly, over time chipped away at me. Now I find myself here, maybe just out of curiosity, or maybe just desperation. There are many people worse off than myself, many in this very community, but right now, from my narrow, blinkered and selfish viewpoint; I’ve never been lower, lonelier, sadder or felt so forgettable. I was passionate about things once upon a time, now I’m just cold, bitter, heartless, and full of deep disappointment by how this life has played out. Yet I let this life turn this way, I watched everyone leave, while I stubbornly stayed with my thoughts focused […]
Death Is Only Selfish to the Living
I find no join in life, no hope for the future. Â Loneliness is all I’ve ever known. Â I don’t know who I am, I live vicariously through others as if I’d made a conscious decision to die within myself. Â My soul is weary and my flesh is weak. Â The odds have never been in my favor. Â The thought of living another day pains me. Â Death seems so peaceful.
Hello.
I hate people. I feel stressed everytime someone talks to me or looks at me. I only feel comfortable if I know someone. But still, I don’t really want to be friends with them, they usually annoy me or make me bored. I probably have some kind of phobia or whatever. What I really like to do is to watch the pranks on youtube, play computer games, eat good food and workout. I’d like to live alone and drink whisky. I hate parties except if I’m drunk. I’m 16, I forgot to mention. I am only opened if I drink too much. Â Do I have […]
warning i am writing this out of lonliness, i am telling my story that may be traumatic and triggering to others and my journey so far. i am leaving out some strong details, but i will leave subtle hints to the other things i experienced which others will understand if they’ve experienced also.
Why is it? some people are just always last? always the scum to everyone else?
When you try so hard in your life and people say your doing great but you know your going no where inside, when you scream but no one hears you?
When you can’t get close to anyone anymore, when i […]