My first time cutting since March.I just feel like the weight of the world Is on my shoulders.I can’t think straight.I feel like I’m loosing my mind.I feel guilty.I got off way to easy.I just wanna go home.
think
Im strung out on coke and weed. And all I can think of is that one day when I survived. I think about it everyday and wonder what I did wrong to have to survive in this world. I literally have everything yet I feel like I have nothing. I just want the pain to go away.
To all my brothers and sisters going through rough times keep your head held high you made it to this point without failing.Hell something brought you to this website so theres got to be a reason youll still breathing. Find hope and learn to live happily i know shit always seems bad but youre strong enough to make it through. just think youve been through a whole lotta of other shit so you might as be able to withstan some more. find faith in yourself and bear through the storm youll be glad you never gave up. 🙂
this year i’ve noticed how many girls and boys have been hurt, and affected by peoples thoughts and words. i never really noticed it before, and it never affected me or my friends as well.
but now,
most girls think theyre fat and ugly, even boys too. which i dont get. everyone can be their own kind of beautiful. there should be no definition of beauty. alot of times, i see pictures of anorexic girls and boys online and people saying thats what perfect is.
then i see the same people saying society is fucked up and that creates the def of beauty and this and that and […]
On June 15th 2014 my sister decided that there was no other way for her and ended her life.
That very sentence breaks my heart. It rocks me to the core every time i think of her.. No matter how many times i try to remember all the goods things the one thing that will always stick with me is that SHE decided to end it all in the time it takes to pull a trigger.
She had attempted to take her life in November of 2013 and before that we had had a terrible relationship, but at the thought of losing her forever I decided that […]
Is it wrong for someone under extreme pain to end it the only way they can? I don’t think so. If my life is hell why shouldn’t I be allowed to end it? If it’s mine I’m going to do what I want with it. It’s not your choice, it’s mine, I don’t care if my choices hurt you. That’s on you, not me.
Sick of people telling me there will be monsters and deep dark caverns of doom if I kill myself. That’s a pile of horseshit. Not a single one of you know what happens after death and I don’t give a fuck for any opinions based on nothing but your own twisted imaginations. You think there is nothingness? Good for you. You might be in for a surprise.
Off anti-psychotics, I can see things clearly. Life is a never-ending circle of betrayal, shallow people, and morons complaining about ‘oh today I got a bad grade or he/she doesn’t like me.’ Get over yourself. There are people with […]
Living hurts. The people who used to make me happy now tear away at my sanity, even without meaning to. I watch tons of porn daily, and whenever I go a day without porn I spend it being a lazy fuck. HOW DID I EARN THIS LIFE? HUH? ANSWER ME DAMMIT!!!! It’s like death is a release even if I do go to hell I’ll at least know why. I go to a therapist, take happy pills, and fantasize about me dying. I like to think that I’ll die quickly but brutally so I’ll go out in kick ass way. I pray every day […]
This is my first. I just have to get it out. All the reasons I hate myself. They make you believe that the happy pills will make it all better. I’ve been on them for three months, and here I am. Still depressed, still alone, still misunderstood. The main reason I hate myself is because I’m addicted to porn. All you people who are gonna say it’s natural shut the hell up and look somewhere else. I don’t care if it’s natural. I don’t care if the freaking pope did it. He’s not me. Do you know what it’s like to be called disgusting by […]
Trying to find a place to stay out from Southern California. Let me know if maybe we can work something out and if you need a friend. I have my own personal income and can split some rent with you. If you think you might be interested just let me know and we can try to talk some more. Just hoping for a place to hang out with a friend.
Peace.
I’m fucking tired of living like this. I hate not being able to do anything about it. Can’t you see that you’re hurting me? Can’t you understand that the things you say tear me apart? Why does everything hurt so much? I’m blinded by all of these things you throw at me. I’m suffocating from all this pressure. I can’t help but think of all of the most painful ways to die, and how I would perform them on myself. I can’t breathe, I can’t think. I fucking hate myself. I’m so useless; I can’t do anything right. I do everything I possibly can to […]
Does anybody else think of jumping in front of a train every time you hear the sound of it or see it?
Think of jumping in front of every moving car? Crashing your car? Lying down in the freeway?
Think of jumping off every high height you see?
Think of stabbing yourself?
Think of hanging yourself?
Triggered into suicidal thoughts through anything you could possibly hurt yourself with?
Want to get a gun and shoot yourself and be gone forever?
How about every time an ambulance goes by, you think, why that person and not me? I want to die. Give me some way out, please.
Think of drowning and suffocating and water […]
I cant stop obsessing on my last job. The boss treated me like shit and it really damaged my confidence. It was a camp job 2 weeks on 2 weeks off. I stayed for 2 turnarounds. And both were utter hell. I’ve been dealing with depression for years now and whatever happend when i went to this job this guy just triggered every insecurity i had in me. I shut down and ended up quitting and stayed in bed at home for like a week . My girl doesn’t know how to deal with me. I feel so broken and ashamed i could let this […]
You know the time right after a really heavy rainstorm? When it’s quiet and peaceful and all of the ugliness is over – Honestly, I’ve always been a little afraid of heavy rainstorms, especially when there’s lightening and thunder. But I love when it’s over – I like to stand outside and smell the fresh air, and breathe a sigh of relief – not nervous anymore. I’m hoping that’s what we’ve finally come to – the end of the thunderstorm. I don’t want to be nervous anymore. It has been what I have dubbed “the winter of our discontent” – a seemingly endless series of […]
wanting to be alone and not saved…
Saved from what? ourselves?
Are we the ones that caused this?
do you think i wanted this?
we all get judged for the cuts on our wrists
the scares that remain after the bleeding and pain…
why do you think we’d do this to ourselves?
just because we want attention?
cause we’re weird?
has it ever crossed your mind that maybe there’s a reason behind these scares?
well maybe it should…
maybe you should think about it before you judge …
before you look down on the girl that always wears long sleeves …
before you turn your […]
we all got suicide stories, some are sad some are really sad, mine just lame is the same ” i hate my parents suicide story” most people mean it when they say they hate their parents some just hate them when they’re mad. i do hate my parents, well, my mom and her husband. her husband makes my life miserable , he is always yelling at me, saying stupid stuff about me and my mom job is defending him, i hate that i hate they treat me like shit, its been like that for almost 8 years im done. I’ve tried taking my life away […]
life fucking sucks. i really wanted to jump in front of the train today. I’m completely miserable and that’s all i could think when i was waiting for the train.
Who am I?
The only question I’ve never been able to answer.
Even as a small girl I never really knew who i was.
As if I’ve been living a lie for so long that I can no longer recognize the real me from what I’ve become.
When i think about the fact that I’ve never told anyone everything about me, I realize that I don’t even know everything about myself.
But how is that possible?
Why can’t I remember everything?
Why do I not know myself?
I don’t want to die I just want to be scared and if that means dying than that’s fine… I’m not afriad of committing suicide, I’m scared if I were fail… What people would think of me.
I thought for once, I’d be able to be okay. It’s hard to think when all these thoughts are in your head. You’re like a ticking time bomb. The wrong person cuts a wire, and you explode. And you’re nothing. Because they made you feel worthless. Like everything you ever did for them was nothing.