I have problems. Like most people.
I hate my parents. They treat me like utter crap.
I’m Asian, so that must count for why they are abusive. Just kidding, sorta.
I have major mood swings.
My friends don’t understand my pain. They don’t know that I’m rather suicidal.
I’m WAY to scared to attempt anything though. Yeah, I’m a wimp.
I’m a pretty good actor. My friends always see me as a super happy girl, not what I really am.
I’m overly-sensitive, so I cry easily. Over EVERYTHING.
I must be annoying you now from my silly ranting.
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I’ve felt this way for a while now. I’m an atheist. I considered myself christian for a while but decided it wasnt for me. I’ve never really had anything against people who believe in god but I never understood why they did really. Now though, now I just cant take it anymore. I’m so sick and tired of hearing about people giving god credit for their acheivements and blaming the devil for their misfortunes. That shit is absolute tripe. Where do all the good things come from? luck. Where do all the bad things come from? luck. Luck is the reason for everything. People like […]
I am depressed and sad and I’ve tried everything, and I don’t think I can go on. I have tried meds, therapy, doctors, yoga, everything. i get thirty seconds of peace each morning immediately after I wake. Then it’s like someone turns on the radio in my head and it’s a constant rant of hopelessness and hurt.Â
One of the frustrating parts is hardly anybody knows the truth, and I have nobody to talk to. My dad was a world champion sales rep because he was a true expert in how to make people feel good and feel comfortable. He was born with the touch. I learned it from him. I am also an expert at […]
I feel rejected. The other night I got into a huge fight with my parents, they were screaming about how they have known I “have problems” for 3 years now and then kicked me out (I don’t have a car) so they told me to go walk, I walked to the streets for two hours and alone and crying, because I felt like they didn’t love me. And it sucks becuase I didn’t have any one else to tell who I felt would give a shit. But there’s one person whom is so extremely nice and caring but, I hate burdening them with my problems all […]
She told me to get the rant out. Say all things that you keep telling yourself over and over quietly. Half of them, you won’t even mean or believe. Then talk to her. My mom. That’s all I ever want to do is sit down and talk to her. Have a conversation. In the past five years I’ve cut, made myself throw up, started smoking pot, drinking excessively and ending up in the hospital. I don’t know what I am doing or even why. I am impulsive like my father.
No one knows. My sister calls me psycho, I forgive her. But maybe I am. The […]
When I was a small child I prayed many times to disappear into my Winnie the Pooh books, where I could be happy forever. That was a dumb prayer, though, and anyway it never happened, so I’m still here. I kept a knife under my mattress for a week, after I had a dream that a psychopathic killer was coming for me. In the dream, I decided that the best thing to do was to kill myself before the murderer got to me, as I could give myself a quick, easy end with the knife and spare myself a torturous death. As an […]
I’m a 17 (almost 18) year old girl and this is my brain’s rant session.
I’m extremely distant from reality pretty much all day, my life seems so pointless and corrupted that I create these fantasies about people, usually guys, I wish I could affect, but actually am just obsolete to.
After seeing the film Girl, Interrupted, I had a kind of wake up call that I was almost identical to Susana Kaysen who had Boderline Personality Disorder, it made me feel like I could define myself finally instead of being this pathetic outcast. I took a test for this on the internet and it confirmed that […]
Okay so I was reading some post people made about the people who write on this website. I can’t stand people that judge. Who call us sick. A big part of my depression is genetics, so I can’t help it. I know there are people who have it wrose off then I do but still you can’t call/judge people on their feelings. So in my eyes those people who do judge/call names, are the ones who are sick. It’s kinda hard for some of us to deal with things. And I’m sure if those people who talk shit went through some things that some of […]
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