“The most terrible poverty is loneliness and the feeling of being unloved”
-Mother Teresa

“The most terrible poverty is loneliness and the feeling of being unloved”
-Mother Teresa

Warning: for those reading this, I apologize for the lengthy post. I just can’t help but feel trapped in my body. It seems I can never escape the thoughts in my mind besides when I’m sleeping. I just want to sleep forever.
Why is it always me??? Why can’t I find the happiness I so truly want and deserve? Why do I feel unwanted? Used? Betrayed? Unloved? Is something wrong with me? Maybe I’m destined to be alone forever..and if that’s the case, why am I still here? The man I love doesn’t seem to love me back… yet I’ll find any excuse to try and […]
When all that you feel
Is sorrow
Empty
Unloved
And lonely
When colours all bleed
And everything
Dims
Greys
And fades
When your heart
Is beating
Once
More
And aches
What is the reason
To continue?
Can you die
From a shattered, broken soul?
I want to sleep – I want to cease
I never want to wake up again
Please, please – I should not be here
Today is my last. I am tired of living alone. Unloved. Untouched. Unwanted. I am seriously damaged. I must be. No family. No friends. No one. So I am on my way to my parent’s graves. I shall die there. The only two people that might have cared. Sheila
I guess many can say I’m overreacting. Many would say the cliche “there’s plenty of fish in the sea”. But I am done.
21 years of my life someone actually returned their feelings. Someone made me happy. We were in love.
I have been used, manipulated, led on and abandoned. But this person…they weren’t anything like that.
They were innocent. They weren’t capable to do such things. But my past hurt, and my mental illness drove us apart and I feel much worse than before.
I was suicidal and planned but they came into my life and saved me. They picked up the pieces and glued me together. But […]
I am a 14 year old teenager, depressed and suicidal. I know this may sound stupid but does anyone know any pills that will make me pass out if I overdose? I am not exactly trying to kill myself, just a way of revealing my pain to my parent without having to actually talk to them, but let’s just say I wouldn’t care if I died overdosing.
I know I will receive lots of “don’t do this” “you don’t deserve life” and “you’re worth it” but I don’t believe any of that. I hate my life and myself so much, I don’t think anything or anyone […]
I have been cutting for about three months now. I cut my wrists, legs and stomach. I have been very good at hiding them, at least I thinks so, but now I have a problem. I’m sick therefore not going to school and left alone at home for the day. My mom’s friend is a doctor and my mom asked her to come over and check upon me, find out why I’m sick and how to recover. I’m so scared that the doctor is going to make me undress, because I’ve been to doctors loads of times before I started self harming and many times […]
because of RELIGION I AM FILTH.
I AM GOING TO HELL. because of RELIGION.
I AM NOT INVITED TO HEAVEN because I am a dirty Srilankan who has done bad things. I am too UGLY TO be treated kindly >I am TOO FAT AND BAD to be treated kindly. Can someone ever see themselves flying through a hose with a brown shirt on, all that’s left of them because of ISLAM?
I Saw HOW GOD SAW ME AND DEPICTED ME AND know i’m going to HELL, and know HATRED and know CRUELTY and know a CRUEL JOKE> cruel joke spelled backwards is JESUS CHRIST. MY RELIGION is for […]
My boyfriend and I have had a relationship for 9 years. It has had it’s wonderful moments.. but it has had many bad ones too. I get so angry with him for his lack of care and concern. I’ve thrown him out recently and now I feel as though my entire world is gone. I have no desire to even want to wake up! EVER AGAIN! All i have ever wanted was his love. I’ve had people tell me he loves me. I’ve heard hims say it. But I have not felt it in such a very long time. […]
But maybe you are there… the place I now want to be. Maybe we will meet, glass_music_cup… finally. Maybe you will be there and I can tell you. And, you can tell me. We can finally share without shame. We can embrace and feel at a level that others won’t until they do. Bliss.
Call for me. Reach for me. Tell me what to do… please. I am broken. Unloved. You know what I mean. Ready and prepared. In order… it’s all in order.
Meet me there. Please.
See you on the other side. Soon. Let this be the way out. Please.
Hey everyone , you can call me Reem . I’m 16 years old and live in Saudi Arabia .. at the first look at me you’ll see a normal girl who has an amazing life , who doesn’t need anything and has no reason to be sad or deprssed , but that proves you don’t know me ..
I’ve been holding this for a long , long , long time … I forgot even when it all started , but I wanna let it out and share it in order to fully open up for the first time in my life !
i am so alone,
i am so lonely,
no matter which way i put it its still the same, and it doesn’t make it go away
i need love,
i crave love,
and yet i find my self alone, i find myself unloved.
i dont know what to do or say to achieve anything. so i am alone.
right now i have a stringent obsession for a girl that i will never be able to have,
due to one simple fact. she doesnt like men LOL
oh the calamity, that it so awful. i know right?
its whatever i guess, if the only thing i can be is a friend thats what ill be.
but it […]
There’s this stairwell that leads to the edge of a cliff.
If those steps consists of this…
To be Rejected.
To be Dissapointed.
To feel Unloved.
To feel Alone.
To be/feel Depressed.
To be/feel Disregard.
To have no one to turn to.
To be ignore everytime.
Then I’m so damn close to the edge.
hello world iv see you about now after a life of deth filld torts and me whanting to leve this place i can look you in the eye and say
last look
keeping me sane
last look
dead men stering with cold eyes
my last look
i was being bulled and beten
and now i can say why
now i can say if the sky falls ill be the ferst to here it crack and bend cos i feel like it
hanging by a tred not willing to let go but whanting to
cut to sreds by my own hands and my blood falls in a flood
like you sky im alone with only the sun and the […]
I cant bring myself to tell anyone. The one person i love enough to tell doesnt listen. Maybe he listens but doesnt want to know. I hate myself and the life i have. But its not a bad life which makes it so much worse. I have tried to kill myself by cutting when i was a preteen but was so chicken shit i only gave a little scratch. Then as i got older i turned to pills for the pain. Overdosing did nothing but send me off to fitfull bouts of bad dreams only to wake up with a pounding headache. As a side […]
reasons for doing this
1. Im addicted to trying to hurt myself
2.I have loads of pills its to hard to get rid of them.At at least for me.
3. Im pretty sure nothing will come of it anyway. After all ive attempted suicide more times than can count and a lot of the times i was never admitted for treatment.
4. Ive been very scared lately of death which is very ironic.But the point is i dont want to be around without the people i love.I dont want to feel the emotional pain of loss.
5 I cant survive on my own.One of my […]
Last day at work for the year today.
I don’t want to seem like I’m obsessed with myself, but I probably am. I feel so alone and unloved. No matter where I am or who I’m with I’m always alone.
I feel unsafe. I’m listening to Breathe Me by Sia and it makes me want to cry. But I can’t cry.
I keep playing death over and over in my mind on an endless loop like a song I can’t get out of my head, but I can’t bring myself to do it. Not yet. The councillor asked me the other day if I actually want to die, […]
I feel helpless.
Unmotivated. Unloved. Pathetic.
It’s not because of my pessimistic mindset but it’s what everyone thinks I am. They’re right. I am worthless. I feel like I’m hanging off the edge and no one is there to save me. My parents would never understand why I’m unhappy. They would say how blessed I am to live under a roof and have food.
Maybe I’m ungrateful, too. But it’s not my fault that I feel this way. Depression has taken over my life and I think I can handle it on my own with a blade and self-loathing. I’m a coward as well. Instead of discussing my […]
My story:
I’ve had bouts of depression throughout my life. However, I was at one point and recently married, happy, and hopeful. Â Then one day the dark storm approached. My wife admitted to having multiple affairs, one in our first year of marriage (6 years total), and one that was still currently going on. There were other men in the middle. Just a month before this, she was talking to me about having children with me. Sending me baby names, etc. It was blue sky for me at that time… maybe a cloud or two. Once she told me, I thought I could fix the problem […]
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