I think I finnally understand why you people want to kill yourself and why my brother killed himself. I guess you have this image of what you want to be and a totally opposite image of what you think you are. You think about yourself in a very negative way and “all” you want is to be is perfect,so you would stop letting everybody down. And you just cant change. You stay the same negative person and you want to be positive more than ever. This gap between who you are and who you want to be is getting bigger and bigger until… Someone said, […]
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My mother told me once when I was about 11/12. That she gave more care to my brothers because she saw that I needed the attention less. I could take care of myself.
I guess that is sort of how I lived the next 10 years. I dont need anyone. I can take care of myself. Except for this site I never really talk about my shit.
I rant a lot. I am probably one of the most moody people you will ever meet. I nag about pretty much everything I see.
Im a negative person. The glass is always half empty.
Still it would be nice from time to […]
Hello, everyone.
Not so sure what to say. This is my first time ever posting anything on a website for, like, 3 years. So please bear with me 🙂
Basically, I literally feel entirely worthless.  When I was growing up, my mom was an emotionally distant alcoholic, and my dad was emotionally and physically abusive. They were both also extremely over-protective and critical of me. My dad is probably the most negative person I’ve ever met. I don’t think I have ever heard him say one positive thing about me and really meant it. When I was younger I tried to over-achieve and impress him, but the […]
i’m staring at this blank page waiting to type something but ii have no idea what but i have so much to tell about..so i guess i’ll just start telling.
I’m a girl 15 and last year i tried to commit suicide by cutting my wrists,I survived . I have scars on my wrists and thigh,i used to had more but they fade away, I did a lot of self-harm cuz that was the only way i could feel some relief.My mother heard me cry almost every night,she saw my scratches  on my arm but didn’t do anything about it.I’ve tried many times to tell them […]
I’m at the point in my life my 23 year old life…Where I’m wondering is this world a state of my own design…Have I created this person that lives inside of me are is it as they say “Clinical Depressionâ€â€¦I’ve been this way for so long that I don’t know what happiness is…To the outside world have
everything a person could want are need but to me it’s like something is always missing…I’m always seeking that small unattainable piece of happiness that never seems to come my way…I push away people even though I need them more then air…I can’t work are go to school […]