Vincent Willem van Gogh – July 29, 1890
Hi. So, I’m just posting not because I have anything important to say, I never really do, but just because I wanted to post, and for me, as well as like every other day of the weak and of my life, Monday’s are shit, too. You happy, sane people don’t relate to me on this and couldn’t care less what I have to say, and I don’t know why I’m here sometimes I just, like writing. So today sucked. Spoiler alert, it was another shitty day, none of my days seem to be any better than the rest, usually only worse. But some days I […]
my family spent so many years not talking about our fucking problems. and now my siblings are like “we are talking to our parents about are problems so we can get them fixed” and then i get included into the conversation and get to hear about their depression and their mental problems and then i get praised for being the one child without problems. can we just go back to not talking? i dont want to be the mentally sane child that apparently has no problems. i need to get the fuck out of here.
This time I’ll do things differently
This time I’ll act immediately
This time, I’ll keep an overview
Has anyone else on here watched those two South Park episodes about depression? They’ve been keeping me sane (i.e. as sane as possible) for the past 21 hours or so. It’s been quite a while since I last watched them, and they feel even more relevant now. That’s not a good thing, of course, but at least I have something to make me feel less alone in all of this.
Damn it… Please, just let this day be over.
Everyone tries to make me feel as if I’m crazy.
I can’t even talk to my husband because he looks at me like if I were an idiot.
Every time I try to be happy I end up crying and hating myself more than before I wish I knew what to do. As of this moment all I can remember that kept me sane was being a teen and cutting myself because no one was there to judge or tell me I was crazy. I’ve literally just started cutting myself because I just want this pain and sorry feeling to stop!
I noticed that this group has some of the most undersranding, intelligent, and empathetic people thst I ever came across. I wonder…..maybe we are the ones that are sane but suffer from mental illnesses because we are in a world where the vast majority of humans are nut jobs. Think about it – look how shallow, mean, and ignorant most people outside this group are?
As more and more countries adopt the idea of assisted suicide–thankfully of course–one has to ponder why assisted suicide is only available to those who are terminally ill and mentally sane? Why can the option be made available to those who are not terminally ill but yet mentally sane? Not everyone who is suicidal is mentally incompetent and lacking the ability to reason and/or understand the consequence of actions.
Canada has yet to adopt the rules and guidelines for assisted suicide. Thankfully due to a Supreme Court landmark decision, the court has made assisted suicide legal and gave a year for the Government of Canada to […]
I’m not suicidal, but I don’t want to live. If something naturally happened to end my life I would be relieved. I feel like my entire life has been one disappointment after the other. I feel like people shouldn’t have kids if they can’t look after them. I feel like my parents shouldn’t have had me, it was irresponsible. I feel like as a general rule, people are selfish, and through that I have been abused and irreparably damaged. I used to be so excited about things and life and was such a happy kid, but I’ve been through too much now. There is millions […]
I got close again to my ex and it’s clear as daylight can be when you go from the dark to the outside…she is my doom. I know what I can do to be okay. I simply do not like this life and find it boring… So I should shit on other people to be happy myself… So I need to lower my standards….
Side note… I know depression And cancer are caused by foods that we eat (stress also helps) and I wonder these rich companies… We’re they aware ? Or should we believe in their stories when the time comes that they get unmasked? […]
Do you ever feel yourself slipping back into the darkness and you try your hardest not to; you claw away at yourself and at everything around you in an attempt to stay sane.
You watch as all the things you care about become meaningless and things that once brought you happiness are now just chores, things you have to do in order to keep up the appearance that everything is normal.
Each time I battle these ‘demons’, eventually I find myself back in their company and the sick thing is, it’s like reuniting with an old friend.
I have argued against the idea of rational suicide in the past but lately… I have been thinking – I am completely rational, not really depressed or in a PTSD mode and I have thought that suicide is the best option, most sensible really and probably the better way to leave this world… By my hand, my choice. Don’t worry my date isn’t for awhile now. What do you think about suicide can it ever be a rational completely sane choice?
if you were reading me i’d be scared because then you’d really know how bad I get without you how bad I’ve been but I guess I enjoy the satisfaction that even if you read how crazy I was you’d at least find out how you were the only one who kept me sane for a little while. Sane is probably the wrong word HAPPY? HEALTHY? I don’t know lively to say the least. You see without you I see how filthy the world has become you were the best distraction you were the only good man my only good man. Oh how we talked […]
No idea what to say
The sun isn’t shining today
Beneath the dark clouds
Fighting the rain
Who knows what’ll happen today
In a world sealed off from the inside
People fighting for their lives
Your perspective shrinks down to a spec
And you only find one way out
Beneath the dark clouds
Fighting the rain
Not a single one of us is sane
And anyone that comes near
Becoming the nightmare we fear
To keep going on
Would take to much
So might as well end it here.
I’m new to this site, so hello and hi to everyone.
I’m a man in my 40’s based in the UK. Up until 2 years ago I had everything I wanted in my life. It was then that one person’s vitriol cast a shadow over my life, that can never ever be lifted. I’m in a long term loving relationship (15 years), and I’m trusted implicitly by this person, and this person has never doubted me for even a second.
I have decided that I wish to embark on the journey of self deliverance in approximately 3 months time.
Why the delay? I have to prove my innocence […]
I guess it’s a bit different. People can get along. But will I ever do the same?
What makes one sane? A bunch of standardised tests for differentiated individuals?
Disorganised and depressed thoughts for the last 4 years. And I’m not even 18.
Maybe I just had a rough day. But, I’ll never be able to talk to y’all the same way.
Sorry for wasting your time. I just felt the need to turn to someone/something. Cause I have a bad tendency to turn to self abuse when I feel low or disappointed or mad at myself.
May 19, 2014
Listen Up Dumbfucks:
Most people kill themselves because of a mental condition. This is true in my case too. The condition I suffer from is that I am not normal, I am not like everyone of you “sane” people.
I am not normal in the sense that I am not like every other one of you brain-dead zombies. I can think. I can reason intelligently. I can observe and learn from life. I can make my own decisions and follow through on them. And I can do these without any aid from celebrities, T.V., radio or MySpace. Unfortunately, every one of you shit-brained […]
I tried to tell
They don’t listen
I tried to yell
They kept me prisoned
I wake up the same
Open both eyes to see if I’m still afraid
Waiting to just go away
I keep living
Pretending everything’s okay
I go to bed the same
Squeeze both eyes
as they pour out all my pain
Am I going insane?
Until that moment
That my body can’t bear the pain
And I just fall asleep to stay sane
And then one day
I never got the night
To pour out all my pain
the cuts on my body did the same
As it took my […]
I am lost. I canâ€™t find my way. Iâ€™ve been gone so long that I do not even know myself. I hurt constantly. My body aches with sadness. I am empty. I feel nothing but pain. All that I loved I feel absence. Feelings missing where I know they should go. Pushing through the motions to be normal. To appear sane. I donâ€™t understand me, how do you think you can? I am a shell of a soul, eternally meant to suffer. I crave to feel again. Those moments never come. I am less and less a whole but filled with pain and sadness. I […]
He called my name
I walked away
Now im wishing i would have stayed
We walk around
Both looking at the ground
Scared to catch the other staring
But we both move on with out a sound
Remember the first night we kissed
I hope im not the only one who misses it..
I’m stupid for still loving you
My hopes are childish like i am
1 year younger, worlds apart
Here i sit with a broken heart
You said you wanted to ask me somthing..
Now im wondering what
But i lost my chance to hear it
By my own stubborness
For loving you
More then you could ever love me
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