I think I’m already accepting it. The fact that it’s better if I leave this word. I’m not happy. I’m getting more and more miserable each day. Maybe I’ll do it. Better sooner than later.
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I’ve thought a lot about this and I think I’m scared to be happy. I’ve been miserable for so long it’s all I know. I’m scared to change, scared to start doing things and taking chances. Scared to smile. Does anyone else feel this way or at least understand?
I ran out of a burger shop last night. I was all set to gorge on some grade “A” Canadian ANGUS beef, but then I saw that the cashier I (kinda) like was working that day. She smiled and waved at me, even though I was all the way at the back of the line, and so I freaked and got out of there. I’d love to take her out, but I’ll never have the courage for anything more than nervous small talk, with her or with anyone; I’ve only ever dated girls I met online. Not like it matters anyway since I’m such a […]
Hello, everyone.
I am a miserable person, I hate my life. I know nothing will ever be perfect for me. Pointless. I am nothing more than a catfish, ugly on the outside and ugly on the inside.
I can’t go anywhere, I can’t see anyone, I can’t do anything. I am so tired of being so despised.
Sometimes I think I can do this, I can live like a normal person, but I can’t.
Happiness is so fleeting.
I long for that little rush of adrenaline that comes from someone loving you, but when they find out who I am they always leave me. Even if I tell you too […]
I originally joined this forum seeking advice regarding methods. Then found comfort in posting sadness.
A few weeks later I’m just commenting like a chat forum. Maybe not a few weeks, I’m still new, time drags when you’re miserable.
Why did you join this forum?
Why are you still here?
I feel I can’t take this anymore. I failed exams, relationship, health, social life and bla bla bla. I feel miserable. I don’t know what to do with my life. I’m hopeless,pointless. 🙁 These days I’m at my lowest point. Helpless. Maybe suicide is the only answer. Thanks for reading.
Hi, call me Olivia (fake name) when I was 8 I was diagnosed with a disease called crohns it has now at 15 I’m depressed. I self harm almost everyday I can’t stop I’m surprised I haven’t been hospitalised because of it. The only thought on my mind is suicide, I attempted it once and I’ve written many notes but I’m too much of a coward to kill myself but hey, maybe that’s a good thing i just… I don’t know what to do anymore!
It always makes me believe there’s a chance things can work out but I know that’s not true. I get this sudden urge to do things but never really make due. Plan to go out or be sociable but those plans fail and I’m back at square one. Such a false sense of joy because in a few hours or a day and it’ll be gone, just like that. No explanation, no deal I can make to get it back…it does what it wants. It wants to toy with me and it just hurts all too much. If I’m to be miserable why taunt me, […]
…seeing as I am suicidal, I would love to give my life to something meaningful. Why don’t they give people who want to die the opportunity on the front lines at war? It doesn’t mean we’re unstable, just miserable and our lives will be given for a good purpose…
Is this a crazy idea? I mean, I know people would be in uproar if the government allowed it saying that they are taking advantage of mentally disturbed people, we are not pathetic people, we just suffer a lot, very much like a terminal illness and would like to offer our lives for something good.
What are […]
I am miserable inside, its getting harder and harder to wear a smile on my face because there is always that little voice in my head telling me “your not happy!!!!????”
I miss the days when I felt happy. How I became so content with the idea of death I don’t remember. I try so hard to be happy but it just doesn’t seem to work for me. I’m not happy, I’m not angry, I’m not much really.
Just really really miserable.
But it’s not even that. It’s like, that feeling you get when you’re about to sneeze. You know it’s coming. You can’t wait long enough for that sneeze to be over.
I think what I’m trying to say is, I long for the feeling of not feeling anything at all. I know it’s coming, it’s just a […]
I’ve had ONE suicide attempt… only one. I was a strategically thought out plan, that I thought would work. Obviously it failed because I’m here typing this now. I’m not going to go into the detail of my attempt but I will say I’m 5’3 and weigh 110lbs and took 800mg of Benadryl it was 32 pills… i had 68 in the bottle… I kinda hate myself for not taking the whole bottle, but with all the research I did I REALLY wasn’t expecting to wake up the next morning, and I’m lucky I did. I almost had a a stroke, 18 years old and […]
I will NEVER love myself. I can’t ever picture myself being confident or happy with who I am and happy with how I look. I hate every single thing about myself. I hate my eyes, I hate my hair, I hate my nose, my mouth, my chest, my body, my legs, everything. I hate everything. I can’t even live with myself at this point. I honestly can not picture ever being okay with myself, so if I’m going to live such a miserable life, why am I even alive?
I don’t necessarily know why I’m here. I guess I’ll just say that I keep thinking about killing myself. My stress is through the roof. Everything in my life is crashing down. I feel like I am making everyone miserable despite the fact that I am trying my best to be my best for them. The only reason I couldn’t ever kill myself is because of my mother and my brother. It would hurt them tons. I don’t know how much longer that will be enough or if I’m just some weak human being who can’t handle things that aren’t to her favor. I just […]
I’m tired of pretending to be ok. I’m tired of not feeling well. I’m tired of lying. I’m tired of feeling crazy. I’m tired of disappointing people. I’m tired of being sad. I’m tired of being anxious. I’m tired of being embarrassed. I don’t know what to do. I’m miserable.
I’ve had two serious suicide attempts:
The first time I tried to kill myself (around age 14) was after my best friend had done the same a week prior and I couldn’t stand living without him. I chose to hang myself, but the beam I used to tie the rope on ended up snapping. I fell, hit my head and was knocked unconscious. My mother heard me fall and found me up in the attic and then called the EMS. I had a huge lump on my head, which ended up being a mild concussion and my throat was all sore and messed up afterwards. I […]
Some of us were meant to live a miserable life and die alone. I use to think if I work hard and be nice to people maybe, just maybe I’d have some sort of hope in this world, but instead I am miserable, alone and almost out iof hope. Burying myself with work only worked for so long. Poetry only gave me a tomorrow, but one run’s out of words and the pain and suffering is hard to endure. The last few years have been challenging, thoughts of suicide constant and love has been obscure and friends have almost disappear. Phoenix Arizona is now a […]
SENDING YOU LOVE AND WISHING YOU A HAPPY EASTER FROM WONDERLAND ~ Alice
I hope this miserable crowd at least gets to spend Easter with someone they care about, i know this is a bullshit holiday but its the thought that counts.
I just want to die. I feel so tired of everything. I can’t find any reason to live. I feel miserable. I can’t describe how I hate myself.
Hi guys, how are you? Me? Oh I’m splendid all things considered, thanks for asking.
Enough nonsense.
So this is my last post on here. Or at least the last post I’ll write to you lot on here. I may put something on tomorrow morning.
Wow, what a ride it’s been! I must say, I’ve far preferred the ups to the downs, but you play the hand you’re dealt. I must say I am one for emotional, drawn out and dramatic goodbyes, but I’ll make this mercifully quick.
All of my friends are out at a rugby match tonight, and I should be with them. I was with them […]