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Personal Hell

What’s your version of hell?

by eternaldarkness 3/27/2017

written by eternaldarkness

If there’s such a thing as hell, what would be your version of hell?
-You’re an anorexic but you’re put in a room full of food and forced to eat and eat and eat…
-You’re afraid of spiders but there’s a million spiders crawling all over you…
-You hate children but you’re put in a giant room with a ton of crying, loud, annoying, snotty babies
-Being stuck on hold with customer service forever and ever, “press 1 for…press 2 for…” looping forever until you’ve been driven insane

These are just examples. What’s your version of hell?

3/27/2017 20 comments

Just my life

by Ashley 6/20/2013

written by Ashley

Suicide. That thing that describes the action that people want to take upon themselves, to end ones life. To get away from there problems, there thoughts, there own personal hell that they created. This action has crossed my mind many times. I’ve recently been diagnosed with chrons disease, and the physical and mental torture that comes with that is too much. I had suicidal thoughts before this, and when added its becoming a struggle. 6 months before i went to Dr.s to get it checked out i would experience extreme stomach area pain, everyday, all day. When they diagnosed me with it they prescribed medication. […]

6/20/2013 4 comments

A rant

by forsaken1 6/5/2013

written by forsaken1

My mind tells me that I am a prisoner trapped in my own fuckin body. I so desperately need to be free from this little thing we call life, to just leave this God forsaken planet. I have so much rage, hate, and anger pent up in side me I literally feel as if I could explode, I try my best to keep it under lock an key (I mean what kind of man can’t even control his own emotions) but sometimes it gets the best of me and I usually end up trying to cave someone’s face in. And it feels great at the […]

6/5/2013 2 comments

It’s Only A Matter Of Time. (part one)

by mortuarychic 4/17/2013

written by mortuarychic

This is kind of long….

The longer I sit here the more I think about not posting this, returning to my dark corner of existence, but posting will relieve some of this pressure… I hope. I don’t know why I chose now to share my story, but then again maybe I do. For my degree I have to take a mandatory counseling class, and to pass the class we were made to stand in front of the entire class and tell about how screwed up our lives had been. Loss. Heartbreak. Rape. Molestation. Abuse. Suicide. We heard it all. Having to go through my own personal […]

4/17/2013 5 comments

The mind of…

by RogueShadow1281 9/16/2012

written by RogueShadow1281

I feel sick to my stomach. Maybe it was lack of nutrition, most likely not the alcohol. I don’t know. I will try to avoid text slang as I am accommodated to it. My life has desensitized me, I guess. I just picked that word up from a previous post. I believe I might be insane but how can I be sure. I have begun wearing a “happy” mask at my new school as its the last year of high school, so why not keep everyone out of the loop of my insanity and depression.

Yesterday, my happy place was destroyed (the imaginary place in my […]

9/16/2012 2 comments

This hell is mine

by seanforgotten 7/28/2012

written by seanforgotten

This time I died. Not when I was supposed to. I’m sorry to the man who is now Gone and I still walk. If there is a heaven then u have found it, and you may be looking upon me screaming. Yelling till ur lungs bleed and your breath won’t replenish in your lungs. I hate u is what you will prob say. Or I want to rip open your mind with a spoon and scream into it. WAKE UP U DUMB F$&@!! Just please wake up… But he never woke up. And never will I. Im so sorry Eric. I never meant for any […]

7/28/2012 7 comments

Passage of Time

by Kristina 6/26/2012

written by Kristina

I almost can’t believe how long my depression has gone on for. 5 Years I have been living in my own personal hell, with no good ending in sight. I’m sick of having to put up with myself, day after day. Worthless crazy ***** is what I am. All I want to do is die. Feel death’s cold grips against my consciousness. I want to watch the blood pour out of my pale skin, ending my pathetic life. If you can call it a life. I have no friends, they’ve all abandoned me for greater things. I’ve tried to talk to them again, but I […]

6/26/2012 1 comment

Unlikely victim

by mizznojo 6/11/2012

written by mizznojo

When someone thinks about a suicidal person they think of a person who walks around sad and depressed all the time… This wasn’t me. I was the loud, confident one. The essentail “life of the party” type kid. I was a people magnet people liked to be around me… But if they knew the daily war i had with myself i wonder if things would be different… I’ve had suicide in the back of my head for a while but if you saw me in public you’d swear it was the furthest thing in my head. I found it easier to play the role of […]

6/11/2012 2 comments

when other people want you here!

by empty in side 5/21/2012

written by empty in side

I have had bipolar or was diagnosed at 14 years old, i have tried many times to end my life. It has caused me to be hopitalized on more than one occasion. But not for the mental health issues but for the physical side affects. My bipolar is not controlled by meds and i do not see a phycitrist i go to my family doctor but they seem to think my personality makes me have bipolar? i did not think this was possible?. My family are very disspondent now and it is almost like her she gose again. But i am now 26 and i […]

5/21/2012 10 comments

Just babble..

by FeelingLost112 5/7/2012

written by FeelingLost112

I guess that those of you reading this have probably heard this a thousand times but i’m going to say it anyway why can’t i be normal? I see people in the streets smiling and getting on with life all happily and yet i’ve been condemned to my own personal hell. I thought that if i blamed people (such as my parents) that i would feel better as i would have someone/something to hate, give my life some sort of purpose. I fooled myself into believing i could be ‘somebody, that i could love life and seize every moment but i can’t. I’ve screwed up […]

5/7/2012 2 comments

I don’t want to do this anymore.

by anon12 2/26/2012

written by anon12

I’m…I don’t know what I am. Depressed? Bipolar? According to a medical diagnosis, probably not. I’ve read stories on here that speak of not being able to even get up in the morning, who can’t find the will to do anything. I, however, get up, I go to school, put on a smile, talk to people, act normal. Inside, I’m a complete mess. School is like my own personal hell. I really don’t have friends. I’m so alone and yet surrounded by people. I hate life. I want to die. God, how I just want to end this torture. There are some days I actually […]

2/26/2012 7 comments

i hate my life

by nook242 7/18/2009

written by nook242

no one needs to read my sorrows. they have their own. but i need to spit all of my out. i play a lot of tennis. i play every day and work hard but i cant beat anyone. everyone keeps telling me that one day i will win and i have lots of talent. but i dont believe. my dad expects me to win. my parents like me the days i win in tournaments and play well but dont like me when i lose. they are constantly dissapointed. today i lost to a girl that i should have beaten and gotten yelled at. i think […]

7/18/2009 5 comments

A Wasted Life…

by Shelly 7/24/2008

written by Shelly

I have been struggling with my inner demons and haunted by the ghosts of my past for most of my life, and I simply don’t knowÂ how much more I can possibly take. I’m just not strong enough to keep fighting off the darkness within that much longer, sometime sooner or later it’s going to engulf me… and I won’tÂ survive. I have always had a certain proneness to being emotionally unstable but several years ago I had a severe psychological breakdown triggered in part, by my mum’s death. Before she passed away she repeatedly asked for me and I desperately wanted to be there for her, […]

7/24/2008 6 comments