Let me start this off by saying that I don’t have a bad life. I have two loving parents. I have a brother, a sister, and a sister in law who all love me. I also have a niece and many aunts, uncles, and cousins who love me. Yet, I still feel alone. I feel like nothing I do matters. I feel like I’m drowning in the ocean and every once in a while I catch some air, only to be forcibly dragged back down into the current.
I am not a horrible looking person but I refuse to live the “social norm†that people […]
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each morning and evening my thoughts are seized in belief that by finding a reason you became so decieving this pain will ease,and the pressure on my chest relieved making it easier to breathe which is necessary for all human beings
However all the countless calls the miles Ive walked staring up and down the walls have taught me to not expect you to catch my falls but yet you stand beside and watch me crawl
a tiny hole in my heart begins to tear bringing back minutes, moments and memories of dispair. There were times I had nowhere to go and still you left me there […]
well as start i never thought that what happened to me exceed others pain,always seemed to me meanless and i always say,for God sake why i’m depressed
my depression came from my past,cuz when i was a child i always been sexually abused by my uncles,i felt dirty and sick,i always tried to tell it to my family but they never cared(until now i’am still being abused)and like this i started to have feeling for girls because everytime a guy touch me i feel disgusted and sick but with girls it was the apposit of it,well i won’t say that i’ am lesbian it was just […]
Why?
I was only 5 years old. I was just a little girl. I didn’t know anything about sex or touching. But than it happened. I was at my uncles house because my mom and dad were working that night. Me and my little baby brother were sitting in my uncles lap that night. My little brother finally fell asleep. We were watching a movie, I remember the movie got to the part about the yellow brick road. My uncle put his hand down my Pj’s and put his finger in my butt. I remember it hurt really bad and I was tearing up. I […]
I’m young. 14.
FUCK?! A 14 year old wanting to die already?! Damn…
Well… Lets see if you still think that after this; …
I was 3. My dad had walked out on my mum. She had me, and two other kids, Older than me. Both different dads to me. Mum had to work 12 hours a day, So my older brother and sister would go to their own aunties/uncles house while she worked, And I would go to mine. My mum chose the wrong uncle. Alan. Even the name… Ugh! Anyway… I’d be there with my cousin, Jay. Who was my other uncles son, […]
I’m 17 Â years old and i really want to die right now. As a child i was sexually abused by my uncle. My dad is a jerk. My mom is a control freak. She wants me to do things that I don’t love. I even cried in front of her for like 10x already. I begged her many times that I really want to do what I love. They are all the same my grandma, uncles, aunts. My friends they just love me for my money. I was bullied in school for being ugly. I have low self esteem. I really want to make some […]
Ever since I was born life has never been easy for me.  My mother suffers from a mental Illness, my father was abusive and my uncles where thieves and drug dealers. I can’t remember back to when I was young, but I still have a few very vivid memories. When I was two one of my brothers and one of my sisters passed away. When I was three my mother and father split up.  My sister and 2 brothers and I got put into foster care only a year later. We moved on to abusive carers who beat us and punished us harshly. I remember being […]
Last night, my uncle had my entire family to his house. My aunts, uncles, cousins, the whole crowd.
At first, I looked at them and felt bad. Would my death hurt them? How could I do that? In a few months, they would be at my funeral. Everyone was happy, and I would ruin it.
But as the night progressed, I began to feel glad I was leaving. I knew that it would still make them sad, but it really was for the best. I didn’t fit in. Everyone around talked of simple, insignificant things. They were all wrapped up in their work, birthdays, money, sports. None […]
Thank you for the replies sent to me to tell you a bit more about me i will,
when i was 4 years old I was hit by a car the driver worked for the goverment and he was driving drunk when he hit me with his car i went 20 feet at the time in the air came down hard on my head this kept me in hospital for 6 months with stuff all over my head then when Iwas 6 years old i had to share a bed with one of my uncles while in the bed with him I was made to […]
I think it started when I was a lot younger than I am now. I now realize that in the past I fed off of guilt. Somehow, I liked the feeling of making people feel guilty, making them feel regret. And I was that way because I was sick and tired of myself being a magnet for those emotions. Maybe then, I wanted people to feel what I felt. Every little event that happened to me always started to build up through the days into something big, and I would always just look at the things I had done, and just say ‘Man, my life […]