Ever since I started smoking, I don’t know if its the weed but my self esteem dropped down completely and my anger problems have gotten even worse. I stopped smoking and I still have the same problems so I’m started to worry about myself and others around me. The majority of the time, I just burst out whatever is on my mind at the moment which is things I regret in the future. I can’t talk about it with my family cause they’ll think I’m psycho but I truthfully wanna know what’s the matter with me. I know it doesn’t sound like such a difficult […]
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There have been several good episodes in my life, but as I look back I realize that the good ones would last just for a little while and the worst ones go on for years or will be there for the rest of my life.
A little more than 8 years ago I had a terrible car crash – I should be grateful about having survived with almost no injuries, but sometimes I wish I had died instantly instead because even prior to that I was a lonely freak and later on everything just got worse and worse.
So then I went to university and slipped deeper […]
This is my first time on the website, so I hope I don’t break any rules or something.
My story is pretty standard: a strict family, crippingly high expectations, and an inability to ever deliver what they wanted culminated in chronic depression and very bad self esteem. I once brought home a B+ for a 7th grade science class. My parents screamed at me and insulted me until I was literally on my knees, sobbing, begging them to stop.
In high school I was absolutely miserable. Because I was shy and socially awkward, I was unpopular, completely ignored. I did well in my classes, but of course not nearly well enough to please my parents. Nobody talked to […]
Not very sure how very origional or long this post is gonna be, but screw it I guess.
My name isn’t very important, but I can say that I’m a girl in the ages between 15 and 20. I’ve been thinking of posting something here for awhile, but it just hasn’t happened until now. Anyway, I think I’ve hated my life pretty much since first or second grade, or that’s at least when my misery began. I’ve never been bullied though, up til that point I was rather popular and people would fight over who was going to play with me, that too caused some problems, […]
i know this is suicide help but im caught on running away;
my boyfriend that i love so much and been with for the longest through THE MOST (me cheating, arguing daily, thinking im pregnant, my bulimia & anorexia, self inflicting, and self esteem) may be going to jail because of my mom; we may argue a lot but in the end were more in love than anything you could imagine; i was raped by my moms ex boyfriend and touched by her 2nd ex husband; all of this is coming out as once; and its sooo much pressure and i dont want my boyfriend […]
all of this pain…it didnt just come alive inside of me. it brought on throughout the years. i remember myself being such a happy child. i remember loving life and i remember i hated thought of dying. then i got to 5th grade and thats when everything started to change. people started to make fun of me because of my weight and because i wasnt all that smart.6th grade was the worst. the kids in my class tricked me into thinking that this guy really liked me and after a while i started to really like him too. then they told me that he never liked me […]
After doing a lot of research trying to help myself, i came to the conclusion that maybe i just need to start talking to anyone. I came across this website and thought an unbiased opinion might help. I’m going to try to summarize everything that’s been weighing heavily on me so please bare with me because i could use a strangers ears to listen. I have never wanted to be an unhappy person, even writing this right now feels somewhat like a cop out to me because im unable to handle it all on my own. The very beginning of my life started out in […]
I’m sure anyone reading this has heard it all before. I’m tired of getting up in the morning, droning through a job filled with office politics, unable to help my brain injured son further and unable to cope with his pathological lying, his lack of motivation, his manipulation and more.
I’ve lived my life for my son for 34 years. Since he was 11 years of age, and a diagnosis of psychiatric disorder, he has been in and out of institutionalization (juvenile detention x2, an adult life of crime, culminating in a brain injury from violence at age 23, then more psychiatric detention and jail as […]
I feel like dealing with not being loved is so much harder than dealing with an act of hatred or violence. I was molested as a child and beaten for years, but the scars that remain aren’t from those acts (which came from my brother), but from the fact that I never felt loved as a child by my father and brother. That’s the hurt that I have to live with and that has wrecked my self-esteem.
My father never did any fatherly things with me, like kick a ball with me, come watch me play, do homework with me or anything like that… He always made […]
My19 year old life hasn’t exactly been as “great” as it is right now. This is extremely long, but I’ve finally found a place where I can just let it all out. Thank you to those who read it.
It all started with being raped for 7 years of my life. I didn’t know what was happening or why it had to be a secret. But eventually with age I figured it out. I spent a good chunk of my life afraid. Afraid to be alone with any boys and afraid to get close to them too. I found out that I was chosen because I was “pretty”. […]
So I’ve never actually thought Fuck it Im going to reach out and talk about this because its just not a normal thing to do…then again nothing ever feels normal in my world and when I do express normal behaviour I feel its so put on and faked to everyone around me that they can see right through me and thus treat me different from each other. For years I’ve always kind of known I had serious pshycological issues and suicidal thoughts caused by a horrible upbringing and attempted to take my own life before I went to university. I failed….didn’t know how to o/d […]
How can every life be precious when there are seven billion others?
At what point does self-esteem building become self-delusion?
When you set goals, are you setting yourself up for failure?
Are chronically depressed people ill, or realistic?
Do psychoactive drugs improve your life or just numb you to your pain?
If your friends and family don’t want you to kill yourself, why don’t they do anything to help?
Crying, I sat on the edge of my bed. 4 guys texting me, but all they wanted was sex. Â Surely I’d be used to it by now. I’m not a human to them, I’m a toy, easily replaced.
Hi, I’m a 16 year old girl. In a way, I feel average. I think every teenager goes through this depression of feeling unloved, unwanted, and ultimately rejected. I feel like I can’t handle it. Walking through school, i can hear kids whispering, “gross” “i hear she smokes pot” “You remember the time she farted in 4th period? so gross” “slut” “smells like poor”….. i could go on. […]
i dont know who i am. i feel like the awkward girl who cant make friends. i feel like a loser. ive lost my self confidence and self esteem. i have nothing going for me. everyday i question myself and ask why did this have to happen to me? why was i made like this or put into such a cold world? those questions will never get answered..i miss having my family together. i miss being the good girl i use to be. now every weekend i want to drink and get drunk all the time. deep down i know i am a good person. […]
What random rambling shall be sewn together today in this post.
I’m moving forward a bit, trying my best to push dark thoughts from my mind. The nice retreat to a rented house on the beach helped too :). Realize I need to get away from home. As soon as I got back then my uberly happy mood went BLAH! It’s disappointing how people are not aware of how their actions effect others. Don’t think they really care.
I also realize that I have no real goals. Nothing particular to strive for. Right now I’m just going. Just chugging along til I run out of train track. […]
It a bit hard to sum up ones failures in life in a quick way however I will try my best; thanks to everyone that reads it,
Basically I was abused and neglected emotionally as a child sometimes physically- my mom tried her best to make me as wimpy as possible as she is a social retard who attacks and sabotages her children when ever she can and will attack anyone displaying any sort of healthy self esteem, she’s also a drug addict although not a ‘hard’ one a medicated and tobacco one. I have no idea why she does this and she has a completly […]
Well I get high everyday !!!. I’m only 13 so I should stop. Well my self-esteem is really low. Alot of people calls me pretty but i just don’t see it. The sexual abuse I went through really tore me down completely!!! Well when i get high , that’s when i be having sex but I be telling myself im going to quit doing the stuff  im doing but when I smoke I feel happy , laugh more, and feel more prettier. Well everyone please give me advice
-stop smoking
-lose weight
-work on self esteem
-work on social anxiety
-stop cutting
anyone else?
Okay so everyone always wants to know what my problem is, why I feel this way or why I seem totally unable to make things better. But for fucks sake they don’t know me, or my history, so they’re in no position to judge! The fact is if they did, they’d probably understand why I want to die as badly as I do. And trust me it’s such a long, sordid and sad story that half the time I wouldn’t even know where to start or how to explain. Sometimes I look at the way my life has turned out and it makes me fume with […]
 I thought my life would be extraordinary. I have looks, intelligence, and charm, yet it all went so wrong. I started puberty at an alarmingly young age-when I was 10 I looked 16. This really upset my father, so he decided to deal with it by putting loads of pressure on me to excel and by saying hurtful comments about my appearance and life. This shredded my self-esteem, causing me to spend my high school years scared and lonely. Then my freshman year of college, I met a 400 pound guy who was flunking out of school and decided to hitch my wagon to […]