Dear Lover,
I am so sorry that I couldn’t be a better girl for you. I am so sorry that I never measured up to the kind of girl you wanted me to be. I am so deeply sorry that I disappoint you on a daily basis with every screwup I manage to make. I am so sorry that I get scared to lose you, and I tak it out on you. I am so sorry. You deserve so much better than what I give you. You deserve a good girl who isn’t so broken inside, one who doesn’t let you down. You deserve a girl […]
I just discovered this website, so I’m not really familiar with how it works, but here I am. I’m so alone, and right now all I want is just to feel like I’m not alone, to be around other people who understand what I’m going through. I’ve been going through depression for the past few years, but this past month it has really been hitting me hard and getting worse. Why am I struggling? The answer is one word, and one word that we all are just too familiar with. And that word is alone. I couldn’t feel anymore distance from my family, it’s like […]
Long read. Pretty sure people are too lazy to read it all so i don’t mind if no one comments on this or anything.
I’m suffering from depression. I take meds that aren’t as many as the ones I took when I tried to OD and kill myself. I’m seeing a doctor once every week.
So after one session with my doctor, she told me to tell my parents to call the next day so they could talk. And my dad was acting like I told the teacher something he did wrong and that he’ll get punished.So he was pressing that I give him a hint about […]
I was raped and then a few days later rejected by this guy i liked/loved then put on a bunch of weight and i can’t shake it off.
Typing it out, thinking it out makes me feel so awful. Tons of worse things happen to people. Plus I was depressed/suicidal before this, But I guess it just feels like it solidifies how worthless I’ve felt my entire life.
I went to my personal trainer today. Got weighed and then I just cried. I feel so useless.
If I didn’t have to get my niece and nephew tomorrow I’d take few more vicodin and drink until I fall asleep. […]
Its just getting worse. First, all I could do was sleep. Now I cant sleep. I wake up in a panic attack in the middle of the night. Every night. I can’t function. Ive always thought I was strong minded. Solid. Now I feel myself slipping into pain induced insanity. I lost my family. The emptiness is crushing. Time is supposed to heal. But it only gets worse. My heart is broken. My mind is following.
My parents are back to arguing. My grades are getting worse slowly and my parents keep pressuring me to so better. I’m getting bullied in school and I feel like all my friends hate me sometimes I just want to end my life. I don’t know what’s the point in living if there’s no goal and at the end you just die like a slowly rotting bird.
I know this site is for people who want to kill themselves, and I know many of you would look at me in disgust, but I want to kill my father, and then kill myself. I hate my father beyond words. He is supposed to protect me, shelter me, and teach me how to be an adult. Instead, he attacks me verbally and financially every chance he get. Any attempt to fight back only makes it worse, because he’s a master manipulator and constantly works to make my entire family hate me, which they’re so close to doing. He can shit on my face and […]
My biggest fear is that I’ve actually already killed myself, succeeded and this is hell.
If I do it again I’ll just wake up to the same reality again, only slightly worse, like in Wristcutters.
I think I am sick. Certain health issues that arose 2 years ago have recently gotten worse and more frequent. I don’t want to see a doctor even though I am uncomfortable and in a bit of pain. I don’t like medicine. Strangely enough, I have had the urge to try LSD. I have never done drugs or really been interested in them. Well, I tried pot when I was younger, foolish, and pressured – it was not for me. I enjoy drinking wine on occasion. I keep thinking about partial suspension hanging…
A few people have called and tried to reach out to me lately. I […]
so many of you still believe… how?
if ‘God’ doesn’t make mistakes than i was meant for all this? God meant for my father to abandon me, left with a woman incapable of showing love, a torment and whirlwind of insanity my mother was, molested at 4, to which my mother ignored and allowed it to continue… the bullshit goes on and on throughout childhood…. BUT – it gets better… so, its not enough that all this shit happened, right? now thrust into adulthood i continue this abusive fucking cycle? once wasn’t enough for me? i can only choose to love those that cannot love back- […]
Am I the only that get trapped by hope, thinking that, soon, all’s gonna be ok and then realize that it’s not, that it’s just gonna be worse? I wish I had the balls to end my life and leave far away from this hell. But I’m staying, I’m thinking that it’s worth waiting and then, I’m suffering more, I take a razor and put it in my flesh. As I watch the blood out of my skin with colds eyes, I’m wondering when do will I commit suicide. Right now, I want it but I can’t. Hope is what making me stay but it’s […]
I am a 16 year old boy and have been suffering depression for the past 4 years and still on going. I’ve had problems with my brother and parents, my friends and my faith, and lastly myself. I don’t know what’s happening to me. I have complied with my parents and doctors rules and still nothing. I’m totally lost right now. I have attempted suicide many times but have failed in the process and I have been confined in the psychiatric unit twice already, but nothing still seems to have changed expect for the fact that my condition keeps getting worse and worse. I hate […]
Going to treatment tommorow to get help, but in my mind its just going to make it worse. We will see when i get out, but everybody keep yalls head held high, and be strong. Project simicolon ;;; !!! Draw a simicolon on your wrist. The simicolon is used in writing sentences for authors who could end their sentence but have chosen not to. Draw this on your wrist because YOU are this author who could have ended your life but have chosen not to. Stay strong!
The people who live in this world are all pieces of shit and some are even worse than me. Wrost of all the majority can’t even see that their lives are worthless.
Life doesn’t have a meaning so they try their hard to find something to fullfil the fucking hole in the middle of their chests. And they think that’s OK.
I just don’t kill myself because I’m too afraid of what happens then. So I’ll have to fight for something I don’t want and see the world like a fucking rainbow and be HOPEFUL.
FUCK THIS SHIT.
We all make mistakes. Some more often that others, and some worse than others. It hurts both parties involved sometimes and other times only one person cares. But mistakes are a thing of the past. They are something that can not be undone. All we can do is apologize and try to make it up to the person. Try to be better, do better, and hope that they can forgive us. Sometimes I think the mistake is being human. Being…at all. Our lives are doomed from the starts someday we will all die somehow and we spend our entire lives just screwing up until then. […]
Damn man, this seems like routine. I remember when I said “things get better”… Well, sweet sweet irony. I guess I ate my words huh?
I feel horrible again, and I don’t know anymore if it’s my fault or if it’s someone else’s. I feel alone, waaay worse than before. I can’t go back to cutting, and I can’t say a god fucking word to anyone. I’m lost…
They asked me if I was suicidal. Rather, they asked me if I was intending on harming myself or anyone else. Of course, I could never build up the courage to lay a finger on someone, let alone stab them or fatally injure them. But, I wanted out. And I would have escaped had I not been born a coward. If I weren’t such a goddamn coward I would not be typing this hoping I’ll get some answers. My story isn’t very long, for I am not very old, and I’ll only tell if you want. It’s nothing special; in fact I wonder how it […]
This physical world is such a prison. Flesh is a trap. Latching claws of addiction from the earth holding me down in this false reality full of imitations and drones. What is needed to escape this realm? Drugs are so temporary and leave me worse tgan before.
I’d like to reconsider my life. Find someone that I could speak to, someone that I could really pour my soul out to. I need someone that will care for me, caress me, hold me when I’m crying. Not a guidance councillor, not my parents or family, but someone.. A stranger. A stranger that understands. A stranger that will wipe away the drops of water rolling down my cheek. A stranger that will love me. A stranger that will not leave me stranded in a room full of depression. I need someone to look at me in the eyes, and tell me that I’m beautiful.
I am […]
I have been in this depressed state for as long as I can imagine. I am now 20 years old and have been feeling hopeless ever since I was about 11 or 12. I’ve hated my life since then and nothing has gone right for me. This is the first time on this, making this my first post. I have had such a lonely life for as long as I can imagine and I’ve never felt worse than I do now.
I am basically the black sheep of my entire family. I do not talk to anyone, no on invites me to anything (from my cousins), […]
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