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Pre School

That Hope No One Knows about Part 1

by SomeMalaise 8/17/2012

written by SomeMalaise

I want to start by saying that I’m quite damaged. Just like many I’ve been through some things. Lots of things. Complicated and simple. I have hope. But don’t take that so fully. Don’t eat it, sip it. Lasts longer. It’s early in the morning so I’ll do these in parts as I’m sleepy again. I hope you are able to find a ray of hope in each part.

I’m obviously still alive. Why? I do not know, but a spark is still with me. Whether I admit to it or not. It’s there. In middle school I had this spark when my grades were failing, […]

8/17/2012 1 comment

Time To Move On

by iamnotkristen 4/4/2012

written by iamnotkristen

It is my intention to leave this life.

To start, I would say that I am not in that space where suicide helplines call “pain is greater than capability to bear.” I am not doing this on the spur of a moment’s depression or of a single terrible setback. No, none of these apply to me.

Let me share my story.

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I was physically abused as a child. My father had rules that were only known to him. His mercurial moods did not help. From as young as pre-school (I do not remember exactly when they started), he would beat me, with his hands, with sticks, with canes. […]

4/4/2012 4 comments

Why am I here?

by jess_ica 6/18/2009

written by jess_ica

I don’t know why I am doing this. I mean being on this site and just writing. I suppose I have nothing better to do.

I always thought that wanting to die was something everyone thought. To tell you the truth, I have been having suicidal thoughts ever since I was little. Like pre-school but I don’t remember why.

I have slit my wrist before. I just wake up everymorning and want to go back to sleep and smother myself under the blankets. I hate school. I am 15 and I HATE being here. I look around and want to bang my head against the wall.

I dunno […]

6/18/2009 4 comments