Why am I like this?I’m a 14 year old girl, at the end of my freshman year of high school. And all I can think about is killing myself. I don’t understand why I’m like this, am I crazy? It feels like everyone else is just strolling along happily while I’m stuck in a hole deep underground. I’ve felt like this for the past 3 years, I cut myself for a while and I’m trying to stop because I’m sick of being embarrassed of myself but the urges are returning. The feelings of desperation and loneliness take up most of my day. I […]
Wasting Your Time
I can’t do it anymore.
I don’t see a future for myself like I used to, it never used to be like this. Everything in the last few months has completely destroyed me, I tried to end it and failed. People only want to know if it clears their conscience.
All my life, I’ve had people walk all over me. I’ve been bullied at every school I’ve been to, I’m constantly reminded about how worthless and useless I am by my family, and now I have no one at all to fall back on. I’m sick of this feeling, like I’m just here, existing because people feel […]
i know this is going to sound really petty. Ive tried to kill myself a few times in the past, and Im thinking about trying again. and i have nothing to stop me. i used to have one best and only friend i could talk to, but she hates me now. no use bringing it up again with my parents. Im seeing a therapist and on medicine already. anyway, what im asking is who do i talk to about this, and how do i bring it up? i dont really have any other friends. sorry for wasting your time, and thanks for any advice.
My dad told me in the car the other day that I was going to hell.
I ate at a Chinese buffet and got a fortune cookie that said, “accept yourself.” I thought if I have already, then I’m a worthless piece of shit that no one wants. I’m invisible to most, but those who see me are disgusted and try to get rid of me, one permanently. They really shouldn’t waste their time, I’ll do it myself eventually. So, they just leave. If I haven’t accepted myself, I’m sure when I do I’ll kill myself realizing I’m worse than I think.
I can’t do this for […]
My grandparents were gonna let me see my dad in California before I go back to VA but he can’t afford to get me back in time for court, so again, not gonna see him. This game that’s been going on between them my whole life. So I have a choice. Go back to VA early with my sister or stay the rest of the summer here and go back when we were planning to-at the end of the summer. If I leave early, I know it will break my mom’s heart again and I’ll have to be with my grandparents longer. But if I […]
My family is moving, but I don’t want to. I’m not old enough to live on my own, and it sucks. I grew up in this house, I love this house. I can run around in the dark with my eyes closed and know where everything is.
But, even though I love this house, pain lingers in the air for me. I refuse to die in a new house that I do not feel comfortable in. I know this house like all my scars. I remember when I was just a child, carefree and happy.
In the new house, I will have to make new […]
I wish I had an interesting story but I don’t. I just want to die.
I read all of your stories here, and I feel sad, angry at the world, frustrated and at times soothed. I think of my own story and feel nothing.
I don’t have a story, just the pain that comes with it. I grew up in a normal family, had normal friends, got normal grades and, for the most part, was normal. But as far back as I can remember I’ve wanted to die. The thought consumes me.
My first close call happened when I was 15 and in the school play. I screwed up horribly, and after the show I went to an old bridge and sat […]
Maybe I just think everyone hates me because I want someone to hate me as much as I hate myself
I’m alone. I’m under the impression that everyone hates me and so I isolate myself as to avoid annoying them. I don’t know how many people actually hate me but to me it feels like everyone. Yesterday I was home alone for the entire day. I mustve been numb because there where tears running down my face all day. The thought of making those two final red marks down my arms made me feel so happy. My skin began to itch with want and need. I imagined dragging a knife down my arms, somewhere where they wouldn’t find me. Alone. I just want to go. […]
So I was going to text you, but I figured you wouldn’t want your phone going off at 4am.
At one point in time I actually believed that dreams can come true for anyone as long as you believed in it. It’s quite interesting how life’s circumstances and situations can drastically change one’s mine set.
I sit here, sleepless as always, but thinking tremendously on my dreams and how unobtainable they are at this point. I used to believe that they were simple dreams, not far from reach; but now they’re just completely impossible. They say never give up; once you have seen your opportunity […]
I don’t know what it is I apologize for.
“I’m sorry, Peter.”
I apologize for everything; every action I take, every move my friends make, every problem that comes up.
“I’m sorry, Cordell.”
Someone loses something, “I’m sorry.” Someone questions my meaning, “I’m sorry, I’ll stop talking.” Someone finds what I said not as serious as I intended it, “I’m sorry, I’m just being stupid.”
“I’m sorry, Joey.”
What is it I’m trying to apologize for?
“I’m sorry for being such a burden.”
“I’m sorry for being so difficult.”
“I’m sorry I’m not the friend I should be.”
It’s worse when I apologize to my mom, unprovoked.
“Sorry? What for?”
I suppose I’m sorry for […]
It’s obvious I am hated by everyone, they just don’t say it. I really wish they would just tell me that they hate me instead of pretending. I mean, who would want to spend their time hearing some stupid retard ***** about her life? I don’t know what to do. I’m always tired, but now I am so tired that I can’t even act happy around two people!!! This school year I’m gonna tell everyone to stay the hell away from me because, again, no one wants to listen to me. I am pretty sure I need help but I’m too scared to try. I […]
Its how I feel most of the time. I want to say I just feel stupid most of the time but that’s not the word I’m looking for. I’m extremely hard on myself and reaching out for help is something I hardly ever do. I guess you could say I’m the type who always offers to help ((even people I don’t know)) but never actually asks for help myself especially when I need it. I try to help people as best I can on this site by offering to listen to them, but I feel as if no one will listen to me ((on and […]