dose anyone feel like its the end like its the end i dont know how to desrcibe it but i feel really nervous about everyhting and i realzie iam a huge fuck up will i ever get my shit right ever i dont want to go on here and sound like a huge big baby but honstley i think iam getting to the point were iam ready there are certain things i have to do to get ready but idk it really dosent scare me as much as other people i mean its going to happen to evryone anyways so yea i just know iam […]
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I fucking hate my life. So I shit around, help other people with their lives in order to forget about my fucked up life… I know that won’t change anything, but I hate my life. I loathe it. I want to give up. I want to fucking give up everything. I can’t decide nor choose anything in my life. It’s all fucking manipulated by my parents even after highschool graduation. I hate living. I hate my family, I hate everything that is me. I just want to fucking kill myself. I a fucking useless shit infested with self-hatred. The judges won’t like me. I won’t […]
Well, I’ve been psycho for past few months. I got betrayed by my friend, live bullying and shit. Some damn kids use the adult relationships to ruin my life since kid. They bully me for so many years already and still do. It’s very humiliating cause they’re like 6 years or younger than me.
At school, I am forced to tell jokes to please my friends. I just get addicted to it. I couldn’t quit.
I also got severe pain or knife moving inside my face. Yes, I mean KNIFE. It mutated, moves and hurts like hell for every damn second for the past decade. It’s like […]
heavy duty shit in therapy yesterday. rejection, dismissal, self hatred etc etc. my psyche is fighting tooth and nail to keep some horrible thing secret. what that is i don’t know. saw the shrink last week. another appointment and a new script. losing faith in pharmaceuticals. there doesn’t seem to be anything out there for me. left the office angry and upset. felt rejected, dismissed, discarded. why exactly i don’t know. the doc didn’t do or say anything particularly egregious. it was like there was something i desperately wanted to communicate but i couldn’t find the words. then my 20 minutes was up. go away. […]
A few months since  I haven’t write anything. But right now everything is so fucked up, I’m fucked up. I’ve been cutting again, besides I haven’t been eating and if I do. I just puke. So I’m back in this horrible shit, that’s called life. Somewhere in my mind I believe there’s hope, but is it there really hope? I just want to finish everything. Nothing makes me feel alive, nothing makes me smile. I’m dying inside, and nobody around me notices.
I never keep promises unless I reeeeeeeally have to
The only reason I keep any promises is when either the law or the medical establishment forces me to keep them…
I’m a survivor and haven’t yet killed myself, nor have I gone with counting down five years from now to die at my own hands, because I was made to swear that I wouldn’t attempt suicide again, nor ask to be helped to die again, by who? The fucking doctors. I love them, yet they give me a hard burden to bear. I love one friend in this world, a few family members only.
I never believed in […]
please tell me how bad i am at writing stories please tell the truth. . . . here’s the story
by summer_guy
written by summer_guy
This story is about the girl who learned to live alone.
She used to sit alone in her classroom. She used to walk alone because nobody likes talking to her. She used to be alone all the time. She failed in almost everything in her life. She was tired of the insults and the pain she had inside. People used to laugh at her all the time, make fun of her, follow her to insult her more and more.
She was tired of the way she chooses to fight with her pain. She used to cry all night. She used to stair the walls all the time and remember her pain […]
I just want to share a story, my story, for anyone that might care to read it. Â It will probably be the only thing I post on this website. Â You’ll never know who I am and I will never know who you are, but perhaps we’ll meet someday, get drunk together, and you’ll tell your story and mention a story you read on this stupid website and I’ll say “hey, that was me! Â I wrote that!”. Â And we’ll laugh about it and go build a bonfire in the woods and howl at the moon, or something. Â That’s the kinda thing I like to do, anyway, […]
My Dad had lung surgery today so I was quite busy …but if anyone needs to talk if you feel like shit, call me. My number is 4054643502. I live in Oklahoma. I thought I wanted to die but realized on this site maybe I need to say wait a minute….watch stupid videos that make me laugh. enjoy the time with my dad and my family and give to others if I can. If you want to die , that’s your decision. Im gonna watch Jenna Marbles on utube, realize how fucking ridiculous and stupid things are and try to move on. I know depression […]
Yeah, I’m sick of being judged, judged wrongly all the time. I feel like every little thing I say gets people moving this way or the other. Its pretty shite if you can’t be honest in life and lets face it, the truth is sometimes a bad truth. Is it best to go through life lieing with a front up? I think in some ways it probably is. I’m sick of looking for gold in a land of shit, but the truth is I’m just not particulaly content with my lot in this world of darkness. I look out the window, I walk down the street and I […]
Im done with everyone’s bullshit, im tired of seeing people fuck perfectly good things up. Meanwhile im stuck here talking everyone’s shit while other people are given perfect life’s. Tonight my friend said that people who kill themselves are cowards and i couldn’t stop thinking about that. Im not coward ive been drun addiction, depression, and physical illness but im tired and weak. This shit has weighed on me for far to long hoq much longer am i supose to hold on to false hopes. Im at the end of my rope and i need a saving grace otherwise im pulling the tigr in the […]
iv had enuf of this shit all the deth all the pane all the things i was blamed for all the people who tell me im liying all the times iv cryd all the shit that for know reson has been dish out to me and people dont care not one of the fuckers care i cant do this i cant deel with this i dont havet to deel with this the bulleys the prics the demonds in my head me feeling the need to kill/hert my self i cant do it i just cant and then people ask whta the fucks wrong with you….
i think […]
First things first here in the UK its exam season.
So my friend had an exam today: Biology and considering he wants to study medicine – well psychology, it was really important for him to do well. I asked him yesterday if he felt prepared for it and he said he “barely knew any of the content” – but he always says that and goes on to get 90% on his papers and so I pushed the comment aside.
After his exam today I asked him how he thought it went and he said “SHIT”. Again its something he always says when he finishes exams and so I began to push […]
Sure, I’d LOVE to talk to someone about my problems. Simply LOVE to.
by OddOneOut
written by OddOneOut
But who’s gonna listen? You? You, the one who comes up to me with a sickly sweet voice saying “What’s wrong?”, and when I tell you, all you have to say is “You need some help, go talk to someone!” before walking the fuck away. That’s the sort of shit that makes people like me NOT talk, you inconsiderate son of a *****.
Everyday, every night, I’m looking. Looking all around me, at my Facebook account, at my Skype, at my phone contacts book, at my god damn life. And always wondering, “Who’s ever gonna listen to me?”.
No-one, that’s who. And the ironic thing is […]
I guess this is it, so this is goodbye, you leave me here, and away you fly. I guess that your gone, all I can do is cry, I thought you’d prove me wrong, that you’d never die…but, you went away on angels wings….you kissed the sky and flew away from, me. It’s all my fault, everything, I couldv’e helped you, you’d of seen, but, I’m too late, now you’re gone, you’re not coming back with the light of the sun, no…you can’t leave, me….you can’t die…tell me your lying, that your just trying to […]
had a therapy appointment today. as long as i am still going i guess that is a good thing. my therapist mentioned how scared she would be if i was a no show to an appointment. i told her she should be scared. the pro death part of me is rather insistent. i have come to the realization that i probably will kill myself. the question is when. that i do not know. all the suicide sites say that one should be alarmed if said suicidal person suddenly seems calm or even happy. it means that a decision has been made. well that decision has […]
My family hates me and I hate them.
I have no job.
I have 1 friend, but I am rapidly bringing her down to my level.
My purpose in life just got smashed. I realized it’s a lie and I’ve wasted my entire life on it.
I am not afraid of death. Death is the only thought that comforts me.
If there is a god, I want to meet it so I can kick its ass.
I am in physical pain 24hours/day from an accident.
My insurance runs out soon and I won’t get any more physical therapy or pain meds.
I am getting evicted […]
i found this website by searching for ways to overdose on pills so i decided to make an account to see if it would help but, now from reading other posts from people that are around 30 and over that i cant relate to in debt and what not, it just makes me feel even more alone. I’m only 13 and i really shouldn’t be deserving any of the crap i get. I know that people have it worse than me but right now, i should be worrying about boys and whatever a 13 year old girl worries about, i shouldn’t be worry about hiding my scars. […]
I just want it over, the pain and loneliness.. just to end. I get up, I do what is expected, and I wait.. and wait, and wait some more. I married, for the third time, a widow twice. Want a divorce, but it just is not worth the effort, there would not be anything any better later. I’ve thought about ending it over the years and always said I couldn’t do that to others, but who are the others? There’s no one here, no one to find me, or to give a shit. I just want to go home and be with Jim. I lied […]
I’m not someone who anybody would suspect to be suicidal. I’m 17. I have the top grades in my class. I’m pretty (or so people tell me). I have a great group of friends. I’m popular. I’m funny. I’m well dressed. But at the end of the day, I hate myself. I hate myself more than anyone else could possibly hate me. But I’m still here. Read this and I’ll tell you why.
As I’m typing this tears are streaming down my face. My mom just finished another round of yelling at me to kill myself and how I’m a failure who will never amount to […]