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“somewhere something horrible happens to someone on this earth and I am here.”
I started to think what makes me really sad, to know that people are forced to do things they don’t want, like children getting beat up because they blasphemed, men who are send to die against their will, women forced into submission by their own kin. And the list goes on and on, and I feel how this feels,I saw this things, and just thinking about this makes me so strange, kinda a mix between rage, fear, panic, a horrible feeling. And I don’t know how to cope with it, am I too […]
I’d like to start by thanking you for taking time out of your day to read this. I, like most writers, write as a means of expression, but to have my writing viewed by you is even more rewarding, for my thoughts are then able to be shared and acknowledged.
You may or may not have been a previous reader of mine, but for many years I wrote these blogs, and upon completion of each of them I was always able to derive from them a sense of satisfaction and accomplishment. To read people’s feedback was equally rewarding, as […]
I didn’t sleep last night. It turns out, I spent the night writing. I don’t remember doing it. But I wrote a lot, and what I wrote somewhat makes sense, but I’m not so sure if it would to others. No one else seems to have my thinking pattern. At least, I think it’s mine. I’m not so sure. Basically, I’m confused as hell this morning. I’m shaking and ill, everything is blurring and I’m exhausted. I don’t know if I overdosed. I found chunks of hair in my bed. I remember ‘waking up’ (except i wasn’t. Sort of like waking up from a day […]
The subject was me and my tough time with life. He said that I’m being too hard and critical of myself. It’s very hard not to be critical of yourself when it’s your own actions which causes all the problems. How can someone who has failed in many aspects of life actually suppose to not be critical? How can they just ignore it?
You could say that you must notice and not be emotionally negative about it, but it’s my impulses and way of thinking that had made me into something I hate, it causes a negative perspective. it’s only human nature i think
Everyone will let you down.
It sounds pessimistic, but it’s true. It’s sort of inevitable. When I was younger, I thought that if someone loved you, you automatically loved them back. I thought that everyone would have that perfect, fairy-tale ending. I thought everyone would find their soulmates and all the beautiful feelings of adoration would be reciprocated. Unfortunately for eight-year-old me, this isn’t the case. The sad truth is, you could love someone and give them the world and they could still not give a single damn about you. And you could do the same to them. It took me a long time to […]
I hope you find it in your heart to watch this video and realize how much you really are cared for and how much we need you here.
The End? Sure, you’re in control of that. It’s your life after all, right? But stick around long enough to see you pull through this day… week… month and years. Before you know it, you will have succeeded.
Let life do its job. You? Be the difference in someone’s life… especially in yours.
Hi. I Care. I’m HERE4UOK
http://thoughtcatalog.com/brad-pike/2013/11/do-ugly-people-have-any-value-at-all-2/
I don’t know why I dwell on my perpetual dateless more than my other issues. Maybe it’s because I get reminders of it everywhere. I don’t think im ugly just an unattractive. Its the same distinction between impoverished and broke. I’ve been working out but yesterday i tweaked my back in the gym. When i went to see Deadpool I saw reminders of someone i love(d) that I will never see again. I realize that my first love is my last love because I’m too shy/scared/unattractive to find someone.
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Is it fair that I blame my mom for what happened? I mean after all, she does have 4 child and she needed to work, right? She needed to be out, RIGHT? But what about me? Was it my fault for wearing such short skirts and shorts? Is it possible that I actually provoked him? What if I had trusted someone? If maybe I hadn’t been so damn scared, then maybe, just maybe Mom would love me, right? Stupid hope. She’s always trying to get in and then karma -like the ***** she is- comes around and destroys it. Of course Mom would never love […]
Its writing here, on Suicide Project, waiting for someone to be out there.
But no one is.
And its like all you feel is the worst kind of loneliness……..
I’m so sad and defeated. I don’t know how to fix it anymore. I found this site the day twix was posting. I was sad she had to go, and touched by how kind everyone was here. So I lurked for a little over a week. Here I am now. I hope to get to know everyone better and hope I can help someone here because I don’t feel as if I make a difference anymore in my day to day life. I feel so raw and full of hate and sadness. I mostly hate myself for the way I have become. But, I’m rambling […]
I hate feeling frustrated with this job too. I don’t have any options to get a full time job. But I’m supposed to be an equal with someone here, same position, same level, both leadership positions for others. But he’s taken over, and it’s like I suddenly have another boss, one that disapproves of everything I do, calls all the shots, and I have no freedom anymore. I was liking this so much because of the creative freedom the real boss gave me, and that my ideas were listened to and even liked. Now I’m back to this “no, no, no, I don’t like that, […]
It’s funny how a picture can cause hate longing worry regret pain love lost hopelessness
written by deadmanliving(hopefullyhopeful)
Was going to contact someone about something that they probably already know. Their pic popped up now i cant. I wish I could go back in time and kill myself a decade ago at least.
What’s people’s thoughts on mental health and suicide ?
Why do most people think suicide is such a bad thing ?
Why should someone who what’s to die Carry on living iv they don’t want to ?
What triggers mental problems to begin with ?
Add to the list I’m curious
sitting on my couch my stomach hurts my brain hurts im full of tears and anger and rage and hate and wind and shit and garbage and i just want to die
please someone come here and blow my brains out cut me up murder me i can’t do this anymore
this sucks this sucks this sucks this sucks
i hate life i hate life i hate life i hate life i can’t do this anymore i can’t do this anymore i can’t live i can’t live i can’t handle being here with myself alone and lonely i want to chop off all my limbs and organs and […]
Since we have the rashers and egg contest on and someone mentioned booze, I figure I would start a thread on that.
So what would you pick?
My vote Whiskey with a beer back! Let’s get smashed SP! Okay okay….so maybe I’ve had a few already…
– “The World is a douche-bag, for fuck sake someone add the vinegar and iodine to it already and give it a good flush. We could all do with a bit of good cleaning, hmm!
Get rid of some of that foul smelling bacteria that lingers on a regular basis.”
Words of a dear old friend. She couldn’t have been more precise.
I’ve never had that great of a time living; abusive parents, bullied, a serious disability that makes life pretty hard in general and lot other things i’d rather not mention.
When i was younger i would consider killing myself every once in a while, but i was too afraid to actually do so. And If it weren’t for my fear of the outcome, i probably would have done it by now.
I’m too afraid of what the aftermath of my actions would be rather than actually dying itself. What people would do, what they would think of me, and what they might say worried me too much.
Of […]
to come up to me with a gun and press the cold steel muzzle against my head and blow my brains out.
I can’t do it myself because I’m a coward. I could hold a razor against my wrists but I could never slit them. I could stand on the edge of a railway platform but I could never jump in front of the train. I could put some pills in my mouth but I could never make myself swallow.
I’m too much of a fucking failure to even kill myself.