i don’t know how this idea started but i had this strong feeling that i was going to die before i turned 13. i felt all alone and didn’t have much to live for.even though i was young i was unafraid of death or what would happen after. i was so confused when i live through my 13 birthday. now as i grow i still don’t see much purpose to me living but now i have this ever constant fear of death. what age has done to me giving me fear i did not know as a child.
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Strong Feeling
Many weird and unexplainable things have happened to me in the last year.One time I was cutting myself and I heard something call my name.A couple of months ago I was home alone and my wii turned on by itself. Another time my sister was watching tv and the volume went up by itself. And yesterday I was about to do some laundry and the light turned off and on by itself and I heard the switch flip and when I’m home I have this strong feeling that something is watching me.
For the past 10 or 12 years i have known that things in my life weren’t right. How on earth did i allow my sad pathetic life come to this? Alls i know is that i can’t take it anymore, constant thoughts of suicide even if i haven’t guts to do it i still have this strong feeling of wanting to die. I often question my very existance. I do understand what people are trying to do when they write stuff like ” It will get better” stuff like that, but at the same time it never does get any better. Just a few things […]
(From a dream. Sorry if the size of the post annoys. Just scroll on down.)
I was standing in a large grove of oak trees. It was sunny and warm. The wind was blowing faintly. The grass was bright green and lush. It seemed to be spring.
Through the trees a crowd of people emerged and walked toward where I was standing. The people were all smiling and laughing. They seemed to be in very good spirits.
Amongst them was a procession of young girls each wearing white dresses and adorned with a crown of wild flowers and each carrying a bouquet.
I was swept up into the crowd. […]
My trip to the guidance office proved to be as hopeless for solace as I figured. My guidance councler is a very nice and upbeat woman, but at the time of my arrival that day, she seemed to be handling other jobs of her own. Even though I was really upset at that point, I was really just glad to sit in a chair and get away from my friend for a while.
I regained my composure and I sat in the chair with much embarrassment. I felt embarrassed for being in there and I felt more embarrassed that I let everyone see me so upset […]
It’s been at the back of my mind for a while. But now I’ve come to realise that it’s more than just suicidal thoughts. I’ve gotten to a point where I just have this really strong feeling that there’s something not right about me being alive. It’s not a result of bullying or any sort of trauma, it’s just a feeling, a really strong one. Over the past few weeks I’ve been putting myself through relatively dangerous “tests” to see whether I belong here or not. So far, I’ve survived them (clearly) but they’re not enough proof for me that I belong anymore. I just […]
kay so i really want to make a difference. like do something! you know what i mean? but i have no strong feeling about any idea. well kinda stereotyping and stuff but how can i stop that? i want to make a movement type of thing… i need ideas and people
anyone willing to be with me on this? email me morgie222@hotmail.com.
I’m serious about this!!