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Twenty signs of an abusive, controlling, and manipulative individual. The “Loser” may be a spouse, romantic partner, parent, sibling, or friend.
by MoonShine
written by MoonShine
1. Rough Treatment “The Loser” will hurt you on purpose. If he or she hits you, twists your arm, pulls your hair, kicks you, shoves you, or breaks your personal property EVEN ONCE, drop them. Male losers often begin with behaviors that move you physically or hit the wall. Female losers often slap, kick and even punch their male partners when upset.
2. Quick Attachment and Expression “The Loser” has very shallow emotions and connections with others. One of the things that might attract you to “The Loser” is how quickly he or she says “I Love You” or wants to marry or commit to you. […]
A person using the name Earthy Constraints on this website says it is inevitable that she is going to commit suicide. Her post is here: http://suicideproject.org/2015/05/the-inevitable/
Please write something, anything, to show that we are concerned for her. Earthy Constraints, I wrote this to some other people, but I want to say it to you, too. Love this world where there is so much love in it. You…you don’t have die to be free. I know that what you are dealing with may be extremely hard, but you must keep fighting the darkness with light!
I know that you said that your suicide is definitely going to happen, […]
I try to be a really good person. I enjoy doing things for people, especially strangers, to make them feel good. I hugged a random girl crying on the phone the other day. I’ll compliment random people’s outfits, makeup, or hair when I get the chance and overcome my anxiety. I have a friend I met at college named Jess and she is the nicest, sweetest person I think I know. I wonder what made her that way. The fact she helped me out when I needed it most, barely knowing me at the time. She’s pretty much always there for me. She drove me […]
I enjoyed your third person rants
Reminded me of our likeness to plants
I feel the mods didn’t understand
Still it sucks that you were banned
While my time has been short
I felt your posts, comments, purport
I guess, perhaps I’m just feeling lonely
I knew you in name only
You had something to say
I enjoyed your comments, seemingly astray
I crawl into myself.
No-one notices, half surprised
Each wrapped up in oneself
After-all, aren’t we all disguised?
Ever hiding
Ever redirecting
Everything sliding
Barely suspecting
Embodied detachment
Am I a person anymore?
Tears fall in the catchment
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But what can you do
You have no one
No one able to handle your words
Let alone your feelings
So you crawl inside
Unsure why death seems so appealing
Yet the only thing you are sure of, is how much you want to die
You don’t want to run, to leave everything behind.
I don’t know. I have a lot of problems with myself. When it comes to self-esteem I suck. Oh you see a pretty outfit? Oh wait you’re too fat for it. Oh that guy’s cute? Oh, he picked the prettiest girl.
When I was younger I didn’t care what people said about me because I was happy being myself. About a yer ago all that changed. I saw how people dressed and I thought that I should start dressing like that. You know, just to look pretty and fit in. I started changing my style. Getting ‘better clothes’, ‘better shoes’. I wanted to be accepted. Then […]
I’ve been dealing with depression for most of my life. Add to that a schizoaffective diagnosis and life becomes wonderful. I’m struggling. I’m on the verge of becoming a shut-in because I’m paranoid and feel people are after me. I’m not a bad person but this illness brings out my paranoia and it’s ruling me.
I don’t know how to go on like this. I’m on meds and getting “help” but its not enough. I feel like there’s no point to life & it’s hopeless. Who wants to live like this? Certainly not me. The issue is, some would say its good; too chicken to suicide. […]
People come to me when they need someone to listen to them. Honestly, I don’t mind because at least in those situations I exist.
They come to me for relationship advice even tho I’ve never really had a boyfriend.
They come to me when their family is having problems.
They pretty much come to me for anything and I like the fact that people trust me. I like to be useful. I like to be that one person who won’t judge you for your choices.
I have to say, if any of you guys ever need someone to talk to just know you can come to me. I will […]
What do you do when you’ve been diagnosed with narcissistic personality disorder? How would you feel when a group of professionals call your behaviour attention-seeking?
Well let me tell you. First of all you begin to dissect every single aspect of your life. That comment you just made to your friend – was that just an attempt to steer the conversation towards you? The anger you felt when your friend turned up fifteen minutes late. Was that because of a deep insecurity about your own importance in the world? Do you believe that time itself should stop for you? Those conversations you have had with mental […]
today, I was suppose to go out looking for community service hours but no dice. everything I’ve been doing to better myself keeps backfiring some way. I don’t know how much longer I’ll have before I blow up mentally. there’s just so much a person can take before being pushed so hard… that they don’t even have the will to live anymore.
It’s hard to wake up every day and pretend that everything is okay when it clearly isn’t. It’s hard to say you’re fine when you aren’t. It’s hard to always be the strong one. The one that everyone comes to.
A lot of people rely on me and all I can do is try my best to help them.
Of course, I wanna be that person that will always be there for you because I know what it’s like to have no one to turn to. To feel alone in this shitty ass world.
Honestly, I tell everyone that suicide is not the answer but when it comes […]
This happened about a year ago and writing this is part of my therapy. This is the story of my 14 year old daughter’s 2 years before her passing. You should know that Mia did not share anything with me, and the reason I know so much is from reading through her extensive journals, which i did not know about until i found them shortly after her passing. This is Mia’s story;
My daughter’s story starts in seventh grade…. She moved to the state’s most expensive private girls school from a private girls primary school. She was very happy all the way through my primary years […]
I can’t cope with this anymore. Everythings falling apart. Nobody cares about me and the only person that does, the girl I love with all my heart doesn’t anymore either. I’m a wreck. I break down, I get so angry, I cry, I can’t sleep and it happens everyday. I want to end my life so bad. Nobody will care that I’m gone. It will end all the pain I’ve put on people and they wont have to stress about me anymore. I have a plan. I’m going to write a suicide not explaining everything, I’m going to sneak out when everyone is asleep then […]
Everything that can be wrong with a person, is wrong with me. I’m a negative, bitter, asshole, shit-talking, coward piece of shit. I fucking hate myself. I dream of the day I die. I’d kill myself now but I’m the only child, I can’t do that to my parents. I’m a pathetic, lazy ***** that never learned to develop work ethic. I’m useless as fuck. People look at me like I’m an outcast. That awkward weirdo. I have no friends left, I’m lonely as fuck. I want to die so bad.
I felt better for a while and then it rushes back. Like a long lost lover with a toxic relationship. A battered person unable to leave the relationship with the abusive partner. I struggle to breath tonight as suicides embrace becomes stronger. I want to let go, give myself over to these strong clutches. I am exhausted living in denial. Seeing through the fog unknown memories. Struggling with childhoods demons.
My life is defined by fear. What am I afraid of? That I will never feel happy, peaceful, or content. That I will never experience love, or form any kind of real connection with another person. That I will never see this world, or my life, as truly meaningful.
Why do I fear these things? Experience. It’s been so many years since I felt ok with reality. Since I got a good nights sleep. Since I had a good day. I can’t imagine anything that would make this life seem ok. I can’t imagine anyone ever being able to accept me as I truly am (pathetic, […]
how do you care or support for someone who asks for your help but then treats you like crap? Especially if that person is family. You can’t talk back to your parents or speak up for yourself because the world has tauught you since you were a kid to not talk back to ‘authority’ or ‘elders’ or ‘parents’ or ‘carers’. Then there are people who teach you that you should speak up for yourself, tell them what your thoughts or idea or opinion is….when you finally do it, it just seems to go the other way and you give up….stop trying, not bother, be pushed […]
When i wAs younger my grandfather used to molest me too. Am I not a person? Do I deserve no respect? Recently me and my boyfriend broke up. He cheated on me. Lots of people are dissing me not him. How I wasn’t good enough. I don’t think I was either. If I was maybe he wouldn’t have cheated on me.
We all have our own stories some may be worse than others but Every scar that buries deep within my skin holds its own story, every one of them shows a victory, its showing that I have won yet another battle with life, so why hate me and judge me for what lies on my arm, you don’t judge a soldier for a battle wound or scars because he got that fighting a war for his life, I did the same thing I have won a war for my life and these are the wounds and scars that have been left behind for me to […]