So I may have stumbled on something very interesting,anger and sorrow seem to have the same effect on others just in a different way. For example a bank robber would use anger as a tool to get what they want. Sorrow people seem to want to comfort you and even when doing it unintentionally or not they will seem to do stuff to reach out to us to get us out of the pitch black pit which we suffer from.
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I’m not sure if I’m depressed.
I can laugh and joke sometimes…
But I’m always sad.
I don’t know what’s the purpose of life.
Everyone fits in a certain category,
and me… I’m just floating around.
I can’t see my future.
What should I study in my second year of University?
What career is right for me?
I don’t have the answer,
and so does the people around me…
because I’m not good at anything.
I’m not sure if I’m depressed.
Should I get help?
Or am I just overreacting?
Maybe I just want an excuse for my behaviour…
Hello. This is my first post here. IÂ don’t really know why I’m writing this. I guess I just want to spill it out. May be it will help me to cope with my feelings.
I feel so angry at myself for complaining about my life. I mean look at the world around us. People are dying from hunger, from war, from diseases, from cancer….and here I am. Safe and sound…well…for now…
I’m almost 18. Feel like 12 years old to be honest. How did I even get that old. So fast.
I dont have anything to hold on to. Relationship with my family is…how can i put it…not the one […]
I really can’t take it. I just want to take a break. I just want to be happy. I don’t want to try and live like this anymore. I tried okay? I tried so hard to focus on life. And I just can’t reach it. Even though I’m young, I’ve never felt this pain ever before. It hurts as bad as hitting by a truck. I want to cry, but all I have is a mask that covers me when I’m badly injured. I told them, I was fine, just felt kinda tired for sleeping too late. But no. I tried everything to end this. […]
Hello everyone ! I’m doing this project i call ‘Tell me your story’. I did a facebook page & a blogspot. But I need YOUR help to make this work.I want to provide a way for everyone to interact with each other. This is how it works. You tell me your story, I tell everyone else. You could be known or stay on anon. It’s all up to you. What matters is that your story will be heard. People will know that you exist. You will leave a trace that you once existed. You will help other not do the same mistakes you did or […]
I constantly ask myself: “Why can’t I just be normal?” I mean, I can’t go to school, but normal people can. I can’t call to someone, normal people can. I’m afraid to be outside alone or in the dark, normal people aren’t afraid for that. There are so many things that I wish that they were the same as ‘normal’ people. But probably I can’t be normal, but it’s hard for me to accept that…
This is my second post now that I’ve started talking about suicide, I know its only been like a day since I started posting but I wish that I could feel like this was helping me, the urge to cut is so overwhelming but I’m trying to be strong. The reason I’m posting now is cause I’m trying to find a way to tell my off and on boyfriend that I’ve been trying to kill myself. I’m scarred that either he will freak and tell my parents or leave me permanently without even trying to understand, and maybe I want that, to have something physical […]
I had my first boyfriend when I was fourteen. I made a mistake by trusting him, loving him, thinking he really loved me. I introduced him to my mum, who was cool about it.
But then he tried to rape me. I got away, but it was too late, he already had taken pictures of me topless. I am not getting them back.
I did not know it right away, but one day, I thought erase my mistake, rub it off, get it over with, so I messaged him on MSN, telling him what would happen if anyone knew of that day. Then he used […]
Now aren’t I a sarcastic *****? eh, whatever. i really don’t give a shit about you. you’ll just be 16 with, what? how many babies? hahah, yeah. (****** right?*) mmm, the life of an average teenager, they got all them std’s and kids following them around, finding out that “somehow the condom broke!” (*Omg I wonder how??? *rolls eyes**) Yeah, and I’m being raised in this american hell. Bitches think they need to make themselves throwup to be perfect. they think they need to be so skinny. (*I should talk, what with being anorexic last year. (sigh)*) And what the hell is wrong with guys […]
I’m 21 years old…a college dropout, jobless, single, and I got out of the hospital a few weeks ago after trying to hang myself. I was diagnosed with bipolar type 1 and PTSD in 2010 and every time I try to get help it fails. My meds aren’t working and the past two days have been an emotional nightmare as I’ve been preparing to take my life. I don’t want to be talked out of it either…I just want to share my thoughts before I do it.
I’ve been severely depressed since I was a young child. My father was emotionally, physically, and sexually abusive […]
dont be fooled by the title , i havent cut for two days now that may not seem like a lot to you but it is to me , so i have decided to take a break from this website , i want to forget my past of self harm and i cant do that when i have this page i hope you understand , i am thankful for the people on this website who have helped me to realise that u dont have to be perfect for people to love you , im not fully convinced though 🙂
another reason i wont be using my […]
I have the ability to convince people out of suicide. I can help them stop self harming. I sincerely tell a surplus of people that they’re beautiful.
I can give people so many good reasons as to why not to do anything that could harm themselves.
But I can’t convince myself out of suicide.
I can’t keep myself from self harming
It’s impossible for me to believe I’m beautiful.
I keep my thoughts surrounded by the fact that I’m an ugly human being.
I’m such a hypocrite.
As a person, I’m happy about being human, despite the fact that can’t take care of myself.
It just sucks, […]
The strangest and weirdest thing about recovery is comparing who you are now to who you were before. It is also one of the most amazing and yet bitter-sweet and almost heartbreaking things.
About a year ago, the suicidal thoughts fully took hold of me, they’d been there for a year or maybe more, but I’d been preoccupied with various other things and hadn’t really given the idea of taking my own life very much thought. But for whatever reason, last March I became completely filled with a desire to fall off the face of this earth. To begin with, it was a case of wanting […]
The first time I tried to kill myself was on November 3rd 2012.
I was friends with this girl Tori, and then one day, for no reason I know of, she changed. She hated me. I didn’t know what I did. But that week after she changed was hell for me. She called me things, made fun of me, tripped me, hit me. And on that day, I’d had enough. When I get on the bus, I instantly regretted it. It’s like I could feel that I was going to go home and kill myself. My bus stop is the first one, right before hers. When […]
I wont even know how to describe it. All those ways how I was acting made me feel extremely embarassed about myself. I thought I was missing out on a lot, and I tried to catch up. But instead I was making a fool out of myself. After we stopped talking, I tried to fit in, but it would only lead me to feeling more embarassed. I never cared about the future, but now I pretty much began disregarding the flow of time. It became scary for me to leave the house. I was getting progressively depressed and anxious. I tried therapy, but I never […]
(Sorry if you don’t understand I’m from chile)Yesterday a close friend of mine told that she cuts only once because she want to know how it feels… She said to me that she was frustrated because she knew about my cuttings etc…
First I felt her as a sister she didn’t judge me she try to understand me but then I felt guilty because she is self harming her by nothing… By my fault
I told her to stop and she said that she will never do it again but I steel feeling bad :'(
IT’S MY FAULT
I CAN’T DO SOMETHING WITHOUT […]
I wrote here 3 years ago about my pain and about my suicidal thoughts. When I look back at those days from now, I see a human that has fallen to betrayal, mental and emotional abuse. I was a kind, caring and loving person. I used to help people as much as I can and try to make things right. None at that time did really care but I did my best regardless. Then I was betrayed by my girlfriend and members of my family. Most friends did not seem really to care. Others just made things seem easy. Honestly speaking I was […]
It seems people don’t
care anymore.
Every night I cry, waiting for the day when my suffering ends. But I can’t wait. Its alnost my birthday, but what do I get? Beatings and insults that’s what. My name meant happy. But I never feel that way anymore. I was never destined for happiness. My name should have meant suffering.
Gives advice to some people, now some are completely okay.
Can’t take own advice , life’s completely f*cked up!
Encourages people not to kill themselves.
Planning suicide minutes after.
Tells other people that life’s gonna turn out great someday.
Curses the world for his/her crappy life.
Ha-ha they say to me. They ask me why, I say it’s still a mystery. Ha-ha to me.
I get these weird feelings. Sometimes I just want to cry, sometimes I just wat to punch something but it’s crazy because that’s not me. I like to drink, I like mint and whenever I drink I carry mint around with me. I just fucking hate everything and I’ve tried everything to just get rid of it. Everyone tells me I’m such a good singer but then everyone hates it when I sing. I can’t even jam with people because whenever I start to sing with them they think I’m showing off. It’s like I can’t even do what I love anymore. And then […]