I don’t know what happened to me. I don’t know why all I can feel is cold and anger and sadness towards everyone, even those that I actually care about. Problem is, I don’t think the even care for me anymore.
I don’t think I have anyone who cares for me anymore. If everyone were to pick someone they’d hang out with, I’m no one’s first choice. I don’t even know if I’m still in the choices.
Funny, though. People think I have so many other friends to hang out with, when it truth, I’m alone. I’m always alone. Not that I’m here to beg […]
Please Help
So I’ve been wanting to die…Do any of you people have any ideas on how to die the easiest way possible?
So, I have two large tattoos on my arm that I fucking hate. One is a pink riot grrl tattoo with a skull and crossbones and the one underneath my arm says “stupid ******”. I already know that I am crazy it runs in my family. I was conceived in a state mental hospital. So I sort of am naturally inclined to fuck up already. which sucks because I am a transgender and I have a stupid ****** tattoo. and I really only got this tattoo out of self harm and too scare the shit out of people who would try to attack me for crossdressing. […]
This is my first post on this site, I’ve come here more than a few times to read your stories and poems when I need to cry or try and feel better. But today things are different.
I’ve struggled with depression and suicidal thoughts since I was about 13, I’m 25 now.
As a kid, I was an elite athlete. I dove springboard and tower and I was really, really good at it. So good that at 12 years old I was already training 5 nights a week and had set a National record for my age group. Being so good brought a lot of pressure into […]
How Do You Cope With Losing Your Best Friend? Please Help.
I Am 14 Years Old And Ive Been Suicidal Since I Am 10, I Also Found Out I Have Depression Some Months Ago. My Life Is A Nightmare For Many Reasons, But Right Now, Losing My Best Friend Is The Worst Part Of All.
She Doesn’t Want To Talk To Me Anymore, I Seriously Lost Her This Time.
How Do I Cope?
It’s been six months since I last cut myself. I tried to abandon self-harming because my parents threatened me to kick out from the house. I succeed but I just wanna do it again. I feel like cutting myself could ease the pain away again. I’m so fed up with my life. Every time I bottle up my feelings or thoughts, I will be crazy and numb sometimes. I have no one to talk to. When I try, they (family &friends) just turn their backs away from me. They would even call me “attention-whore” although all I really want is to get help from someone (not […]