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What is it that keeps dragging me back to this point, wondering whether it’s worth living?
In short, fear. My constant companion, though it fluctuates. Sometimes the intense panic of social anxiety. Others the restless despair of a perceived future. It gnaws away in the back of my mind when I try to relax or enjoy myself. It chases me through my dreams.
It is always there, telling me that something is terribly wrong, requiring all my attention – that nothing else can be enjoyed until it is resolved.
So, what is it that I’m so afraid of? At route, it’s that who I am is fundamentally unacceptable to other […]
I absolutely hate how I can push and try and feel a little better one night then the next morning when I wake up it’s like an elephant on my chest and I am depressed that I woke up. I try and tell myself it’s not so bad but the physical part of anxiety and depression hurts so bad, add in OCD thoughts it it’s like living in hell. Medication doesn’t help, therapy doesn’t help. All I want from life is for once not be upset that I woke up. To feel a sense of normal. I am jealous (and happy too) when people post […]
Can I just say a small quiet hello to all the lonely people out there.
((Please note this is a rant… Save yourself the time reading it, basically I have no friends and life’s challenges are overwhelming)).
I found this place at the beginning of the year during a real low point of obsessive suicide ideation. I got through it, I’m still here.
I managed to find a freak like me who loves me. He’s the best. He has a lot of friends and the prettiest face I’ve ever seen, the biggest heart and scars, more scars than I could kiss in one night.
I used to read people’s […]
I’m living, but I’m not alive. Human biology prevents me from holding my breath for too long and survival instincts prohibit the drugs from shutting down my body. The overdose quantity of acetaminophen, Dramamine, and caffeine do not stand a chance against thousands of years of perseverance; and all of that history and perseverance is embedded in DNA, thriving in me and laying dormant. I’m killing it, because I can’t be a part of that humanity. I never belonged with them. I never belonged anywhere. I’m living, but I’m not enjoying life.
I’ve only accidentally made it to the next day. If fate and life were […]
Oh, the choices the choices. It’s like looking at a restaurant menu :)
by Rotted_Flesh
written by Rotted_Flesh
For those that discover the body of someone attempting a firearm suicide, the vision may well be traumatic. A shot to the head that has an exit hole is likely to spread blood and brain/bone fragments over a wide space. Depending on where the gun is aimed, it is also possible that bloody facial disfigurement occurs. Even a bullet not existing the head will result in blood coming out of the entry hole.
Shots to the chest or abdomen are even more likely to cause significant bleeding, with the likelihood of finding the body, possibly still alive, in a very bloody state.
For those concerned that those […]
I had a friend in college once who killed herself. She got into a fight with her boyfriend, and, when they broke up, she hung herself. People said, why’d Marie do it? Marie was so special, so unlike anyone else I’ve ever met… how could someone with so much to offer, someone with so much magic and life inside them, just up and kill themselves like that?
But I didn’t wonder why she did it. I knew. I understood completely why someone like that would want to die– or rather — why someone like that couldn’t bear the pain of living any longer.
I’ve always considered myself to […]
Welp. I’ll be 20 on November 6th. I came to this site to talk about. I don’t know. My feelings and shit I guess. To get a different perspective, that’s what I told myself. I honestly just wanted attention. My plans haven’t changed. Actually, when I had friends and someone who “loved” me, I used to say that I wanted to die. I meant it, but I knew I’d never do it. I should’ve never told them because they got tired of hearing me say that. They got tired of me.
Now there is no one. I’m empty. I feel nothing except when I think […]
A game of this caliber would cost millions so the prospects of it actually being produced and being a great game will not happen unless there’s a good kickstarter campaign with professional developers. I want the graphics to be true to life and on a virtual reality headset in first person in order to intensify the realities of the game.
I got an idea too about adding a special breathing apparatus to the VR headset that will fit in your nose. Once you choose the peaceful pill, in real life, a small amount of non-lethal ******** (just enough to briefly knock you unconscious) will be delivered […]
Wow, where do I even begin? I guess I’ll start by introducing myself. My name is Illya. I’m a 28 year old guy from Belgium. Why am I on this forum? I just wanted to share my story. No one in my life knows what I’m about to write. Not even my mother knows everything. She knows several things, but not all of it. I have no idea why I’m writing this down. I know it’s completely insignificant, but I guess I just need it.
I’ll start with my youth. I never knew my father. I only heard stories about him. He was a bad man […]
it was a post talking about all the people who victimized me over the past 10 years and what they don’t to me. Admin got a prob? Got a problem with me speaking out against people who hurt me? And talking about these painful issues?
We’re all going to die anyway. Why talk about our problems. They mean nothing in the end. There’s no point in trying to connect with or help others. There’s no point in doing any of this meaningless crap. We’ll all just cease to exist one day and our bodies will either be burned or put in a box and then put in the ground. We’re all going to disappear one day and nothing that any of us do will matter. There is no point to any of this.
I think the great majority of us on this site has realized that life is pure and […]
14 year old girl. Anxiety makes up my life. Can’t do anything, can’t see anyone, can’t be anyone. I get sick to my stomach with anxiety every morning before school. Someone help with these attacks. They are killing me.
I just feel so shit all the time, everything I do always turns out wrong. My anxiety stops me from doing everything and I hate the fact I can’t do anything about it. I’m so scared to even speak to someone. I feel so useless now, no point doing anything if it never turns out right. I just generally just can’t do this, not fitting in anywhere. […]
Hi I’m a 14 year old girl who suffers with anxiety, however I have yet to be diagnosed. I diagnosed myself because it’s really not that hard to know you have it when all you do is worry or have panic attacks. I would love to speak to my doctor but my mum just doesn’t understand anything about anxiety or depression so that’s why I keep it all in. The one thing that gets me worried is arguments with friends, I start to get paranoid that the other friends I have don’t like me either so I push them away until I have no one to […]
Imagine if you will a dark room painted with light and shadow. Objects stand in various positions casting different images, but something is wrong. Shouldn’t the light cast the shadows? No, instead in this case, the Shadows are casting light. The objects, enveloped in the deep black have somehow determined to paint it with some sort of luminescence. But this imaginary construct does not exist, in fact, beyond being impossible, it is metaphorically maddening. Yet, this is the image of myself , of the tears , that fade into black , because they are themselves black , they are the blood of the world that […]
i want to yell scream at the top of my lungs let them know how im really doing give them a chance to save me a chance to reach out and offer another option just one reason to stay a chance to show me someone out there still cares but i cant find the words dont know how to get it all off my mind without seeming like im just fishing for attention but maybe i need a little attention maybe i need the people in my life to let me know i still matter
Hello loves! Here is your positive post challenge of the day…it’s simple, but in my opinion, very powerful. Compliment yourself. Look yourself straight in the eye and tell yourself that you are strong, courageous, beautiful, etc. Then, after you have done that, compliment someone else. It could be a loved one, your pet, a stranger, anyone. Good Luck 🙂
I.. ugh.. everything’s getting worse.. i could use someone..
Text me or kik me.. please.. its in a previous post..
My first job has me so stressed out I don’t even want to go and I’m tempted to give the keys back and say I’m not going to open in the mornings anymore but I probably won’t do that just yet. It feels like I’m going to get fired they have been getting pissed at me over a lot of little things and this time it’s major (to them) and they are highly pissed. 1. There’s 3 people here, two owners and me, their only employee. 2. From day 1 they have operated under the policy that I don’t need to know anything until I’m […]
Is there ever a day that can go by without this desire? I have been this way for close to a quarter of a century….that I remember. I swallowed many sleeping pills in April of 1992. Oops, I’m still alive.
Suicide is selfish. It is crushing. People say it’s being weak. Well, that’s because life is too heavy and it’s too exhausting to carry it anymore. My burden is not your burden. Noone but myself can tell me whether I can stand it anymore or not. Noone but me can get myself up every morning and breathe.
So, people that I hear say things that dig at […]