a happy thought as soon as you wake up could potentially change the whole day, wake up and believe it will be a good day. find something about yourself you love, yes this may be hard, but try. there has to be one thing, maybe its you’re strength or perseverance just anything think of something good something that makes waking up rewarding and the day will be so much brighter. it may sound dumb and it may be challenging at first but I promise it helps, just try it. trying never hurt anyone!
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I’ve been basically alone for 2 years straight, my family is “against” me for a couple of reasons. But anyway, i feel like i have no purpose to go on, really, i’m depressed, i don’t have REAL friends, i was bullied last year in school, and my family thought it was just a “phase”, i’m constantly critiziced for my looks and ideals, i’ve had so many people going in and out of my life, so many liers.
I have nothing to do with my life, i’m not interested in studying a career, i don’t have a hobby even tho i’ve tried many things.
I consider […]
Hi everyone! Soo for starters, I’m not really sad or depressed, tho i’ve struggled with that a lot in the past. I’m not mentally ill or delusional, at least i don’t think lol? I’m 19, considered really pretty, i have friends, plenty if guys to date, and a wonderful amazing family i love to bits.
But I really want to die. My reasons are complicated and really personal and paaartially to with unchangeable stuff in my life but basically i’m just…done. I don’t think there’s much more i can gain from living this life anymore and i figure whatever comes next even if its complete oblivion […]
Ever since I was a little girl I dreamt of death. Specifically in the forms of vampires. I was obsessed with the thought of rebirth after death. Of becoming this new, more powerful, and less vulnerable creature simply by dying and leaving your previous life behind. I guess that’s where it started..
I’ve never been able to release this obsession with death. Recently I’ve been making things more dangerous by mixing and overusing medications plus alcohol. I don’t know if I really want to die, or if I just want the rebirth. Rebirth into the life where I’m invincible.
The saddest part of all of this […]
The reason that I hated the medication was not only because it made what little wits I had disappear….it was because of the false “happiness” that it seemed to give me. Not even happiness…all it did was tarnish the true feelings of sadness, invalidated it by erasing the memories of what caused my pain. So I was left with the sadness, the depression, but a feeling that I was inflicting it upon myself, making me feel even more worthless. As if this pain was…made up. All in my head. I want to run away into space and never come back. I want to disappear. So […]
I hate it when people argue about me. No matter where I go, people argue about me being alright. I admit that I’m not, but I can’t tell anyone that. I don’t want to bother them. My problems, rather my opinions never really mattered to anyone. I know others might say otherwise, but in reality as humans we refuse to accept others opinions rather than our own. No matter how good-natured you claim to be or how open-minded you are, the fact that an idea, a thought different or similar to yours, stirs up negative emotions, whether you admit or not. That hole in your […]
recently we’ve broken up, after a long period of time together, through good times and bad. when we’ve met, i was happier. even though we met at the hospital, both dealing with our mental illnesses. i can’t point on the timeline when things got really bad. i’ve grown to drink frequently at some point. i thought it would help me escape my feelings, and, well, it did. but i thought, until recently, that it was just that. well, no.
i think i was seeking attention, love. she told me, since the beginning, she has a problem of showing love. i thought that by doing crazy shit […]
I’m 36, I’ve dealt with suicidal thoughts for years. I’ve attempted it a couple of times. I’ve been sinking back into depression again and I want to die. I have a son, who is the only reason I haven’t ended my life yet. I worry about him. He’s a cutter. My boyfriend and I are having problems. I think he’s cheating on me and last night we had a physical altercation. I’m badly bruised and sore today. In 2 years, he’s never done that. I don’t know why he is now. I have no one to talk to. I’ve thought about taking pills and driving […]
He is imperfect. Short, freckled, quiet. Intelligent with stunning blue eyes. Depressed and anxious. Heart broken and ostracized.
To me he is perfect. But he has been gone for quite some time now, locked away in a mental hospital I know he abhors. I didn’t know how much he meant to me until he wasn’t there. My days became more dull, I stopped smiling as much. I became sensitive, I holed up in my room, dreaming impossible dreams of a life with him.
I began to forget his voice. His beautiful face. His small stature compared to my tall one. The notes we would write each other […]
It has been over 8 months since my last suicide attempt. I was finally some what a happy person, but now I just don’t think I can do it anymore. I know I’m a teenager and I’m obviously going to get upset but my suicidal thoughts have never been this bad. The pain that I feel inside is starting to become unbearable where I have started cutting myself with razors again. I thought if I started cutting again the pain would go away a little bit but shocker it didn’t. I bet we’ve all been here, thinking about life and how different it would be if we were gone, wondering if […]
What should I do if my friend is fantasizing about my boyfriend? She told me herself that she was fantasizing about my boyfriend…and my boyfriend said he has thought of the same way with her, but he says he loves me and he means it.
I don’t know what to do about it……it’s making me uncomfortable.
I don’t want to lose my friend or my boyfriend, but I’m afraid if I tell them I feel uncomfortable about it..I’ll make them upset. It makes me feel like I don’t deserve him…
p.s
I don’t really know about relationships, since this is my first one…i don’t know how […]
That sharp stab of betrayal. From someone you thought that knew how to differ from right and wrong and what was good and evil. Now you don’t know who to trust anymore. It’s painful. It hurts. Ouch.
Lately I’ve been thinking about suicide a lot and it is really starting to scare me. Today at work i almost climbed over the rail of the stairs to jump. I’ve almost taken too many meds, and I’ve been researching how much medication it would take to kill me. I started self harming about 2 months ago and I can’t stop, and it’s getting worse. I’m cutting deeper and longer, and I crave the blood.
The last couple of days I’ve been feeling really strange. I feel sad, but not sad. It’s almost an empty feeling but I can feel something in my stomach. It’s like […]
truth can only be self evident
so truth can never be impartial
http://suicideproject.org/wp-content/uploads/2014/11/Matchbox-Twenty-20-Busted-HQ-w-Lyrics-from-YouTube.mp3
when you keep this at the forfront of your mind at all times,
you can cope with being abandoned……….this is a possibility,
an obtainable thought process…….that i havent quite walked up to yet
this is sour, just a deep well of emotion
i dont like thinking about it
every time i come here it suprises me still
how much it has taken
how much it still takes
i dont know if it was the passive way in which she gave up on me,
or how easily she did it that bothers […]
I’m not old. I’m not sick. I’m not sad. But I’m dying, all the same. I should be happy, my life is good. Better than a lot of people. Better than it has been in the past. Nothing is wrong, really. Nothing’s really right either, but hey. I’m just not happy. I’m getting so tired of hearing myself cry. And that’s all it is. I hear it, but don’t really experience it. Its like I’m watching all these good things happen to someone else. I think I’m just uncomfortable being happy. Is that possible?
Anyways.
I saw something online the other day that posed the following question:
If […]
I’m bulimic. Yes I use laxatives, enemas, diuretics, I self induce vomiting and I binge on food. So what! I’m so sick and tired of everyone making it in to a big deal saying I don’t need to lose weight that I’m not fat I am they are just trying to keep me fat so they feel better about there below par bodies. Its not my fault they are determined to drop weight. And I’m sick of them trying to “warn me” that it would kill me. If I wanted to live FAT then yea I would stop but no I want to be perfect. I wan to […]
One moment im thinking about the the relief and freedom an exit would provide, then later I’m thinking it’s no answer, it’s just quitting. The thought of it being over seems to make me happy, but I bet if I got a cancer diagnosis I’d be pissed.
If you’re willing to die, why not be willing to make a go of it instead? I dunno..
The wish to die will be granted to each and every one of us one day, without exception. So why live in fear of failing another attempt at happiness regardless of how foolish it seems? In the end we will be gone […]
Why should someone stay alive ? No one feels your pain , your sorrow . No one really knows everything you’ve been through . I was rapped , then hurt by the love of my life . He cheated on our anniversary . How could I believe he would change when he asked me to take him back ? I was hurt , sad , depressed . I was going through a transition in my life . Before he cheated I had ran away from home . I walked from my house all the way to my grandmothers house . My mom didnt love me […]
im a 20 yo male. ive been feeling this way a while now, it doesn’t seem to be getting better. i have friends and family that love me just as much as i love them. as much as it hurts though, i don’t think they can fix the way i feel. i don’t feel control over my emotions like i used to. i have good days, then i have days where i feel like im falling much too fast to be caught. no hard drugs here, just pot. i think it helps me. i don’t want to depend on it though. i have support, i […]
I didn’t write a title because I honestly do not know what I’m supposed to call my messed up story…
Back story: Me and my family have never gotten on. Now…
When I was in Year 4 my mother’s constant manipulation and verbal abuse over me was enough to drive me suicidal. That may sound petty, but nothing was ever good enough for her. Whenever I went out with my dad she would say “If anyone asks, don’t tell them she’s my daughter” if I had greasy hair or something. Anyway, she honestly did not care about my emotional state. I would always be walked in on […]