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Lunch Table

Alone

by hurting 3/19/2013

written by hurting

I almost ended my life after my drama performance.
I was stage manager, so I wasn’t an actor, like all of my friends. Already I was alone.
All I heard at the lunch table was how much fun it was, and how I should join drama. In it, no one talked to me, and I felt alone all the time. I felt abandoned.

Now these same friends say that I can talk to them about anything. But, in class they rarly talk to me, and I feel alone. I have SAD, and I need my friends now. They are seniors, and are leaving next year, and […]

3/19/2013 3 comments

Tale As Old as Time

by Rain 9/16/2012

written by Rain

Series of unfortunate events leads to depression
Depression leads to cutting
Cutting repulses people
Tries not to cut
Acts fine to others
Teenager somehow gets through high school without friends
Teenager doesnt know where to fit in..
Sits by herself at college lunch table
……….Almost invisible……….
Endures things happening
Handling things she shouldnt be able to handle
Doesnt want to handle anymore
Decides to give up
Disappears forever…

9/16/2012 1 comment

Lonesome sometimes (part 4)

by redisblue101 7/28/2012

written by redisblue101

For those of you still reading my story, I thank you. This story I’m telling is a little bit like closer for this chapter in my life. And I hope that reading all this isn’t as bad for you as I am typing it.

In the end of my relationship with my friend, I had reached my boiling point with my friend and her mother. I had told my friend that enough was enough and that her mother had to let her grow up. I was crying and kinda being loud with her, because it hurt me, that I felt this pressure. My friend passive-aggressively was […]

7/28/2012 4 comments

No One Wants To Be Friends With That Girl

by Rain 3/12/2012

written by Rain

No one wants to be friends with a person that has hideous scars, or wears long sleeves all the time, or that enjoys rainy, gloomy days like me. My depression kills people. But i wouldnt be so depressed ifÂ I had friends. Someone that actually understands my pain..nobody wants to be friends with a girl that prefers the color black or that wants to stay in and watch movies. Nobody wants to be friends with that girl..that sits alone at the lunch table..waiting to breathe..waiting for someone to ask if the seat across from her is taken. No one wants to be friends with the girl […]

3/12/2012 37 comments