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Third Attempt

The problem

by lostchild445 2/12/2013

written by lostchild445

The problem. I am the problem
Everything wrong comes from me
Nobody cares what I see as truth
None of it matters any who
I’m just another face in the crowd
Nothing special, not renowned
Never to become anything of worth
Cursed to walk the earth in misery for eternity
So easy are the old ways
To slip back to pains and drains
So familiar to my hand that it just might slip through a vein or three
The record in my head plays over and over again about how everything’s wrong
Everything’s gone
And how the world would move along without me here
I can’t focus I can’t sleep
I can’t dream I can’t eat
I can’t stand to live […]

2/12/2013 4 comments

Feeling pain.

by moonpig 1/5/2013

written by moonpig

I just come across this site and thought I want to contribute.

i have recently got back from hospital after my third attempt to overdose. As a child my parents were violent and drug abusesers, I was in care for a while made homeless twice by my mother. Beaten, emotionally abused. I lived with an auntie for a big chunk of time who also abandoned me at 13. My dad left the house when I was 16 leaving me to look after my 14 year old brother. My mum come out of prison and set the house on fire. As I have grown up I have […]

1/5/2013 1 comment

Withdrawing

by orangish 9/10/2012

written by orangish

This is probably my third attempt at making a coherent post on this topic.

I have a constellation of issues. I am depressed. I hate feeling emotions. I don’t like knowing people worry about me, or feel worse because of the decisions I make, and I don’t want to feel anything about those in my life who are apathetic.

I don’t want to meet anyone new. I can play make-believe. Recite scripted responses, the simple choreography of living. I don’t want anything more than that.

I want to create a buffer between me and other people. I don’t want to care.

That implies severing contact with the last remaining […]

9/10/2012 7 comments

A REAL Friend.

by U.N. Owen 1/20/2012

written by U.N. Owen

Nobody knows about my current suicide plans.Â My family knows about the two preteen/teen attempts but they think I’m all better now.Â Tell people what they want to hear and… you know the rest.Â The third attempt they may have found out about except my little brother is listed as my contact and well from what he does for a living I KNOW he will not snitch.

My friend was visiting just to see my place. I rarely have visitors but she kept insisting and since we both dig anime, games, the occult, and dark themed tings I consented.Â Since I rarely have company I really […]

1/20/2012 5 comments