No, the pain of not getting to go out when you wanted to is not as bad as the pain of losing someone you love. No, you don’t have the right to act as if these small things you call “first world problems” are as bad as it gets. There is a fine line between inconvenience and pain. Between a small glitch in a normal to semi good day and having to refrain from the extreme urge to kill yourself. I’m so young, but I could swear I’ve felt the slits of the blood sea’s razor and have checked into hell too many times to […]
People have told me a lot of stories about rape.
They’ve told me how to be careful when I walk alone at night,
And how men in trench coats come out of dark alleys.
They’ve told me to kick them in the groin and run,
To scream for help.
People who can calmly tell you how they were almost caught,
How a stranger followed them down a sidewalk and made a grab,
And how they fought back and won.
How the offender’s in jail and their life is back on track
how happy they are.
But no one talks about how they didn’t fight.
About how they […]
“There’s no way you are depressed, you look so active and talkative.”
“You’ve got a whole life ahead, you have a good life so I can’t find a reason why would you be in so much pain.”
These are the words that have been told by my parents for countless times.
I’m 22 years old girl in the eastern region who’s studying in the medical field. On the outside, I used to be a happy-go-lucky, active and energetic person, but deeply I knew that I worry a lot and have a turbulent mind. I always get easily surprised and overwhelmed and my heart […]
Forgive me for the aggressive, hastily written few paragraphs
I cannot help but be angry with myself for all the pointless bullshit I’ve put myself through. Fuck, man, I just want to die. But that’d be pointless. I’d be leaving behind a path of selfish destruction.
I’m so fucking selfish for feeling this way. So fucking guilty of this. Of hating myself and my life and knowing that there isn’t a single possible outcome to my life that would be something I’d like. I’m lonely. I’m really fucking lonely. I don’t have anyone. Nobody. (Not romantically. Nothing. The only person […]
I feel done. It’s this feeling of emptiness and loneliness. I don’t have any motivation to do anything. I’m so much more tired to do things. I just want to sleep all day. I don’t know why I feel this way. I just do. I can’t talk to anyone about it because my friends won’t understand and my parents will just say that I’m being dramatic.
i dont want to be alone anymore, but at the same time i dont want to put myself out there.
i dont understand why being alone bothers me so much if i dont want to take effort to change it. it makes no sense
im going to turn 30 soon, i have never dated or been in a relationship with anyone, ive never been intimate with anyone
i have been considering hiring a escort, but i dont know if i could even do that, what if i got caught? would my family despise me? consider me a terrible person? could i accept that?
what if i hired one, and […]
I’m old now. I wasted my youth being too scared to go out and have fun. Instead i worked at a crappy department store using my money to help my family out of endless drama until I was thinking about killing myself every day. So I re enrolled in college with big plans to be a art teacher. Today I failed the $90 Praxis exam for the 4th time. I was not even close. I’ve missed the deadline to be screened into the education program again and will have to wait another year. This is the only thing I’ve ever tried to to for myself, […]
Ive been struggling to find someone to talk to recently as i dont feel im doing the best.
I tried the online counselling but they all need payment details to actually talk to someone professional.
I just want someone who knows what im going through to pay attention and offer advice because i honestly feel so lonely atm.
Id really appreciate a message… For the record im also a really good listener!
Email me, anyone? devinbelver@yahoo.com kik: devinx7 I don’t really have anyone to talk to..
Thank you
Hi guys, I am new to this site, came across it while looking for an outlet for my negative thoughts. I struggle to talk to people about how I feel, and I am finding it increasingly difficult to live with the loneliness of not being able to express myself. My friends are kind. I don’t have many, but the ones I do have I appreciate and are there for me often, but more in terms of meeting up and having fun, rather than being able to specifically talk to them. That’s why I am here.
For many years, I have felt insecure. I was severely bullied […]
You’re most likely wondering why I so boldly asked for you to read this post. Well, I did so because I have something to say that I believe will benefit you, no matter if this site applies to you or not.
I’ve had an unbelievable amount of personal experiences in my life that in reality could have shattered me from the start but instead, here I am writing this […]
Hurry up and fuckin’ wait — oh, how I despise that phrase/former way of life. I don’t like sitting ’round on my arse doing nothing (besides exam prep) but that’s what I’ll have to do for now. Things should be bearable as long as these folks working my case stop making it all about money and meeting these stated outcomes of theirs, because otherwise I’m going to turn violent… and that won’t end well for whoever happens to be on the receiving end of my violent gestures.
…but I’m not a violent person by nature. Of course not. I’d much prefer to reach a compromise […]
i don’t know why, I just feel scared. Lonely. I’m alone.
Fuck! I hate this damn world.
I’ve never felt so dead. You cant ever erase what you see or hear, the hurt will stay forever. This world is full of mean people. Therefore, I crash and burn, but sadly I always stand back up. I guess I’ll never learn.
I know how much my family loves me and I would never do anything to hurt them. I cannot escape this world, because loved ones keep me here. My past haunts me and so does the future. College is hard and I feel alone even though I am not. I put on a painted smile because I dont want them to know […]
It’s like periodic anxiety attacks where my chest aches every time the shock of her absence, the pain of missing our life together, hits me.
I may feel less depressed because of the TMS (or possibly the the treatment for PCOS), but I still feel useless. Classes start this week and I don’t think I know how to be human again yet.
i don’t even know why i’m so fucking sad at this point, at first it made a bit of sense cause no one in my household was really okay, or happy for the majority of my life. and i did a few months ago loose my facade and several friends but for fucks sake its been 5 months, years since that family stuff happened and yet i still cry every god damn night i don’t know what to do with myself.
i don’t know why i’m surprised, its not like i’ve ever been able to keep myself together, i learned to lie quick and shield myself […]
My friend that was visiting left yesterday. Now I’m alone and I don’t know how to adjust. I feel like my ex-fiance is supposed to be here, with me- I miss our life. It feels unreal. It feels empty. I used to have someone I could share everything with. Now I’m just alone; there’s nobody to care about me like she did/does, to be there to comfort me every time I cry, to share even the mundane parts of life.
I don’t think I’ve ever felt such painful sadness despite being depressed for a decade and other painful events. Of course, maybe that’s just proximity bias. […]
recently, i’ve discovered yet another sickening dilemma caught up inside me. i’m already filled with them you see, but the space inside of me can always grow to accommodate more internal turmoil it seems. especially now that the only person i ever trusted completely is gone, and i’ve damaged all the meaningful relationships with those around me, and my head keeps spinning telling me i can never be happy, and i believe that my head is right.
due to my past and the likely hood of my future based on my functioning as a human being. you see, i am weak. all i’ve ever contributed in […]
I dislike them, I really really really dislike holidays .
Holidays are days when family members come together and become fake as hell; They act like they weren’t talking shit about each other every other day.