nothing irritates me more than being compared to others. If I say I’m a fuck up, don’t ask if I’m the most fucked up person in the world. If I am sad, don’t tell me “at least you aren’t homeless, broke, abused” whatever. Don’t tell me how people have it worse or how small and irrelevant my problems are. They’re still fucking issues that effect me. Don’t make me feel small, unnecessary, irrelevant. That is the most shallow thing someone can say to another person on a suicide website, a suicide network. Fuck you. Sadness isn’t a competition.
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This place is mine, the feeling none.
Who are you to force your way in.
I ask not of what you bring, only of what you have left.
This is my platform, my disillusion.
And yet you take that which you did not sow.
Can I identify that which causes me grief.
What is there to scrutinise but the reality of this thing.
And yet I am here, while others are not.
I cannot take what is not mine to give.
When did I stray?
Was it convoluted, a misplaced thought?
How long can I occupy with such disdain.
I usher all around me to speak.
Such words have […]
I’ve always worked at being a good person, being respectful of others etc. Some reason I just mess everything up. Everything I touch turns to shit. I don’t mean for it to be this way but I end up screwing it up anyway.
I’m to weak to deal with this grief and pain that I feel. I’m a burden to everyone around me and a pathetic excuse for a person. What’s the point in hanging on for better days when they don’t come. I have never meant to hurt anyone I was just born a loser
I wish I could sleep forever, feel nothing but rested.
Idleness brings my sorrow, analysing and analysing.
Ever alone in this cage, some days I am on the outside.
A waste of time in the space of a breath.
How could I be such a fool?
I wish I could sleep forever, rather than take my life.
Dream deeply of cryptic patterns and events, even I cannot grasp or understand.
But still, in time, I would wake.
And this twisted feeling would begin again.
There would be much undone, by not being here.
This ultimately is what stays my hand.
To make others feel as I do would […]
Hi im an introvert and i dont like people. im blunt and not very compassionate especially towards myself. I dont like myself and I dont know why. Ive cut before and have hurt others who dont understand what it is like to be me. I do care but i act like i dont. I feel alone even though i know i have people who love me. I dont know if others feel this way. Theres a lot of things that have hapend throughout my life people dont seem to understand. They think its a phase or just a way of acting out. Im talking to […]
Ive made mental lists physical lists of pros and cons. Ive tried to envision how my choice impacts all others. Will it be better or worse for them? Will i truly be better off? I know im tired of hurting and fighting and some people in my estimation will be better off. That’s one of the hard parts of struggling with suicidal thoughts. Unlike other big decisions you cant honestly consult close friends or experts and get good useful feedback like you can with other big decisions. I know i want to stop hurting and i dont want others to hurt either by my continued […]
I’m 19, asexual, but lonely. I try to help people. I’ve lost many of my friends recently, and the others haved moved away. I’ve had depression for several years know, and I’m starting to get weak. My friend who lives with me is getting a girlfriend, so I’m going to lose him to. Despite being asexual I have very stong feelings for this friend, and really don’t want this to happen. I know I probaly sound selfish, but I can’t take the loss of someone else… More and more the idea of killing myself comes up in my mind, and more and more….I want to […]
The constant fear I feel due to my chemically imbalanced brain. I can’t socialize correctly unless I try really really hard, but the strain of wearing social makeup has left me feeling hollow and wishing for a swift end to my existence. I don’t care about my own life, and so I care about others even less; no point in me continuing to live. What about you?
I finally figured out what it is. He completely invalidated my feelings. The love I’ve felt for him or anyone else, he writes off as stupid or crazy. So my feelings aren’t real to others and therefore don’t matter. Apparently you can stomp all over my ‘feelings’ and it won’t hurt me because I don’t really have any true, honest, normal and rational feelings like everybody else. That just invalidates my entire LIFE because I’ve known what I wanted out of life since I was 5. My death truly won’t matter.
Here is a media story that scapegoats suicide.
https://youtu.be/8Kbv0BeZZSw
I’m emotionally troubled, wonder why, not just an apparition of “Satan”- my call at what I saw, even SPOOKED me at a young age and disturbed family and got a psychiatrist to boot that went as far as my moneyless parent could go for the first born who also needed teeth straightened making mom and pop so proud. It is, all of it, being a greasy metabolizing lost soul on a round ball ABUSIVE, literally.
I ask, why do we have to be screamed at by the media, programmed, policed and end up suffering, all the while others find […]
1. You should not have to rip yourself into pieces in order to keep others whole; don’t set yourself on fire to keep others warm
2. Even the smallest violin plays a sweeter sound than the worlds loudest explosion
3. Everything happens for a reason/everything is happening just as it should
4. Friends can break your heart too
5. Believe in yourself. You can achieve anything you set your mind to
6. Only you can decide your worth, not others ***** Don’t compromise yourself in order to impress someone else
7. Never say no to adventure or you’ll lead a very dull life
8. Remember who’s been there for you from the […]
I have been depressed since I was very young. I’ve had bad and better periods, but it has always been there. I have accepted for awhile now that I will commit suicide at some point. The only thing that has ever held me back is the few people in my life who I care about, who care about me. I feel like a ticking time bomb, and that the longer I wait the more it will hurt others when I do it. I try pushing them away, but they see what I’m doing and try to comfort me by saying they care. They don’t realize […]
It feels like nothings really changed. Get hyped over things that peak my interest express nothing towards everything else. It gets easier to talk about my problems or health issues and to have analytical jam sessions with doctors, determining what kind of mental issue ive got. Im so open to the not so pretty and just addressing the existence of things like depression or anger-fueled violence that it deters others from really talking to me….but as the time goes by its bothering me less and less. I care less and less. Its kinda good but at times i worry if that mentality will manifest into […]
What is it that makes some people worth loving or caring for or forgiving and others not? What makes some people entitled to happiness peace joy love and others not? Why do some good people find only pain and others less good find contentment? Is there no logic in this world? Is logic the answer? Is there justice? Where is the line between justice and vengence? Without such a line there can be no redemption. Is there redemption? Do people change? Is hope a real thing or just a way of framing denial of ones fate. Sorry to ramble but as i wrestle with my […]
Maybe I’m Satan haha fuck you cowardly motherfuckers my rage is infinite my rage is beautiful uggg I will off others before I off myself this side wants that wants to make so many cowardly heartless deservant people to die first the other side wants to save them from me fuck that side
Do you believe in love?
This is a good question.
I believe in wanting someone so badly that it makes it hard for you to live without even thinking about him or her. I believe in feeling good just by having her or him next to you. I believe in being in love more then i believed in myself and that’s probably what keeps me going.
But then again what is love, do we even know love or is it just the idea of love. Could we even recognize love if it wasn’t from what we’ve heard read saw, if it wasn’t for other’s ways […]
Today is my birthday. Instead of feelings of joy, happiness, excitement for what this day is besides my birthday, I feel empty. I no longer know how to run my life. If I ever knew. I feel trapped in it. Trapped in who I am, what I am, where I am in this existence. I do not know how life works. I see everyone around me with all the things I wish I could have. It seems tangible, but so very far from my grasp. Supportive family, friends, significant others and love in their life.
No matter how hard I strive for things most people have. […]
I don’t understand how you can come across someone and just click with them and before you know it, really start to like them in a romantic sense. What makes some people more outstanding than others? Why is it we can create this unique bond with someone that inevitably will be there forever whether you like it or not, or why do others just outgrow their significant others without reason? I’ve been thinking about you for the past 6 months now and I knew when we were “together” for the three short months it of course wasn’t love. But now it’s been so long, even […]
I have multiple personalities and I wanted to know how many others there are who live with this. I just feel so alone with it, I’m not sure if I have a normal or abnormal alternate personality. She is very violent and unstable and has tried to kill me before.
Have you ever wanted to ask: “Hey, How are you. Is there anything I can do to improve you?”… (the subtext being, before I go?)
There are so many people here I care about. Yes, some more than others (anon Lara, lookin at you kid!) .
I fail, I’m awkward. I wish I could clone my heart and give each of you a piece.
[edit] Might as well throw in a song for good measure: Maybe the lyrics apply maybe not.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IqHKGcujap0
pull the ripchord
the ship has lost its sail
your mama’s got a new man
your daddy always fails
and you’re eating again
at them
’cause nobody loves […]