My dad and I had an argument last night… He might split me and my girlfriend… He said he’s gonna find me counselling for my suicide… If I lose her, I’m gonna need more than counselling and to stop me.
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i need an idea, something to write about, anything to take my mind off of things. plz
This damn site is like the std that just won’t go away.
I get away but I always comeback.
I need to get my shit together.
Or let my shit fall apart.
Or maybe I just need to shit.
Either which way, my physical life is on the upward bound!
Alas, my mental life is slowly diminishing.
I’m missing the bridge the connects the two and makes everything fucking rainbows and butterflies.
Hello, again.
Have you ever been worried that you might know someone on this site? That they would recognize you… that they could be here and even talk to you but neither know each other? I realize I know so many people that are depressed and might frequent this site.
Extra credit: Do you have co-dependency? How do you manage it? Any advice or questions?
Lastly, ask me something. I’d say AMA but I wouldn’t answer anything… just most things. I am sick and in need of a distraction tonight.
I can’t take it anymore I really wanna kill myself but can’t get the courage to do it…. I cut myself sometimes and I’ve been huffing Lysol so I don’t have thk think about things but now I’m really at my lowest and just wanna end it. I’m going to hang myself but need to get the courage cuss I’m a lil *****.
I feel like most people notice depression signs  but rather adopt the role of the spectator instead of intervening. Why are there so many out there claiming one can and must get through stuff alone? Why is death considered a weak choice? Why do we shame ourselves when there’s nothing shameful about feeling depressed, lonely and suicidal.
As I get fully recovered, I’m trying my best to put myself out there in social environments and whenever this kind of subject gets on the table, people bash and deny help to those who are desperately asking for it.
How many of you had your parents, a friend or […]
All of this is so triggering, I try to ignore the temptation to make my wrists raw. That’s all on me, though, I should just avoid reading some of the stuff on here I guess…
Since you’re reading this…
Tell me some ways you make yourself feel better (even if it only makes you feel slightly better..) Trust me… I’ll need it
~E
So im new on here. I just need somebody to talk to about the crap that is going on in my life. Please I need someone.
catch a falling star and put it in your pocket… save it for a rainy day…
I was always told this.. and through my life I have had plenty of falling stars to catch…
but now it seems like my rainy days are over powering my stars.. im getting thoughts in my head, feelings that I cant be free of, images that haunt me.
I just need something to save me from myself.
i just want to cut so bad, i can even see the exact places i’ll do it. my hands shake when i’m not holding something, my skin crawls, and itch that can’t be satisfied. a thirst that wont be quenched. i need to cut. but i’m afraid to even get up. because i know exactly where something is. and if by some chance it’s not there, i know where a lighter is. a burn would last longer, hurt more. give more of a release. but i can’t. it’s wrong, forbidden
wow… i failed once again and im back in the hospital…i dont remember how i got here. All i remember was taking a bottle of pills and then trying to drown myself… then i wake up in the hospital. I remember hearing screaming but then i blacked out again. Next time i need to make sure that door will STAY CLOSED. I wish they had never found me. I wish i was dead. I dont want to be here anymore. Im sick of getting teased all the time. Im sick of guys using me. Im done with them fucking with my feelings. I WANT […]
In the morning I want to die
in the morning I want to cry
in the morning they don’t see my tears,
in the morning they don’t live my fears.
And at night it’s even worse,
I think I have some type of curse.
at night I lie awake thinking, “Why am I still here?”
they don’t need me so now where?
And at night I lie awake
thinking about the morning.
“maybe tomorrow will change my mind…”
“maybe tomorrow will bring something i can’t predict or foresee, that will be worth the wait, and all the lost time…”
“maybe i don’t have to go yet, and maybe tomorrow won’t be as bad as it always seems to end up being…”
But… probably not.
Maybe i’m tired of deluding myself in the name of survival… since survival itself seems to be a detrimentally fruitless endeavor.
If i have to go through the mental acrobatics of deluding myself intentionally… i need to gain something worthwhile, to justify doing that. But that doesn’t seem to ever happen.
So i keep thinking…
“maybe tomorrow…”
I just need a break. I so long for relief. The diagnoses just continue to pile up. Anorexia, Bulimia, Bipolar Disorder, Borderline Personality Disorder, Schizophrenia, Obsessive Compulsive Disorder. Â Getting up the simple will to live is an exhausting task. The mood swings, the voices, the weight gain they’re forcing me to have, the constant abandonment of friends and family. They think they have it hard dealing with me. They have no clue. They don’t see my pain, only theirs. I feel given up on. I’ve given up on myself. I don’t want to die, but I just know that I can’t be saved.
all i want to do is cut vertically down my wrist and bleed out til i die. i’m nothing, i’m trash. stupid ugly dumb iguana looking *****. i’m nothing more than that i will never become relevant to anybody, and i will never accept myself. i hate existence i don’t understand it.. i don’t want to experience life beyond high school, being dead sounds better. the problem is i don’t have enough courage to kill myself, i’m too much of a coward to take the coward’s way out!! lol i’m such a joke.
How do you tell the ones you love that you are suicidal? That every day you need to make a conscious decision? You have a stash of painkillers ready for the moment? That going to the mental ward again doesn’t solve the chronic physical pain? How do you reach out after so many failed “cures? “
I’m so tired of this nonsense. I can’t stop this school from wearing me down. I’m not even a full teacher in this place. I have to get out of here.
I’m exhausted. But life is far more difficult than this for so many other people. I can’t stand the simple problems of my life because I am not well.
I am watching avideo about the famine in Malawi in the last decade. The emaciated, the sun-baked, the hopeless…
People let the prices of seed and fertilizer go sky high, and the farmers couldn’t grow anything.
I’d have died as a child there.
Perhaps, that is best. People like me […]
i’ve given up.
i just don’t try anymore in life.
don’t try in friendships.
don’t try in my relationship with my parents.
don’t try in school.
don’t try to succeed.
don’t try in life.
it just isn’t even worth it. can someone help me? i just don’t know what’s worth trying for anymore.
i need some encouragement to keep moving or i might just stop…
I don’t really understand the point of this site. I am not being shitty or anything like that….just wondering how all of this works?? I NEED help in finding some easy way of getting “the job” done without ANY chance of survival and in hopes of finding answers since I posted early yesterday I only had 2 comments and they were to help me as in “I am here for you” and that type of thing. Thanks, but no thanks….I just am going crazy here wracking my brain and nobody understands that I WANT an END/ just an END that is all!!!! Why do I […]
Well, it’s been two and a half months and I still can’t walk, I’ve been trying to convince myself that my leg will heal, but no progress yet, and I’m literally in enough pain that it’s keeping me from eating, I may lose my job because I can’t work, I may actually lose the ability to walk without some form of assistance, my disability checks stopped and I can’t get ahold of anyone I need to to start them up again, and I need to get $1500 together by june, which I could do if I skipped meals and was receiving some form of an […]