| | Posted by SomeoneShootMe at January 7, 2012 |
I have spent the last 3 years working 60-90 hrs a week trying to become a chef in grueling, stressful environments with horrible people and mostly horrible food. 6 months ago I finally landed a job in fine dining, but I moved up quickly under odd circumstances, and even though I tried really hard and volunteered every time they needed someone to work a 6th 11-13 hr day, i failed because I just wasn't fast enough to cut the cake. I got into a car accident last week, and since I blew slightly over the limit, it was labeled a DUI. I also got slammed with possession of marijuana and paraphernalia. Even though I'm the 6th person from work this year to have gotten one, I got laid off for it and had to move back in with my family. The house is tiny, so I have to live on a couch in our unheated storage room. My brother and sister both hate me and say the most hurtful things they can think of on a daily basis. I went job hunting, but my face is a mess from my car wreck so no one even looks at my resume before telling me they aren't hiring. It's going to heal, but it's humiliating in the meantime. I just went through a horribly drawn out, tragic, messy break up with the guy I've liked and been best friends with for 7 hrs and dated for 3 because we didn't want the same things in life, and the guy I like now lives a thousand miles away and is only interested in friendship with me. My personality sucks I think, but no matter how much I try to fix it, I can only conclude that it is... |
| | Posted by Kevin at January 5, 2012 |
In the last 6 years I have lost both my parents. Both died within a year and a half of each other, both in early 50's and both without any illness or prior warning. My dad passed first and I dealt with this alright. After my Mum passed I was so busy making sure my younger brother was alright as he was the one who found her and still lived with her that I didn't realise myself losing control of my life.
I've not always had the easiest time in my life. I have always had issues with how I look. However, I have always coped pretty well with humour to not let it show to anyone. One of my earliest memories was a teacher in my school when I was 7 years old, We had an egg decorating competition for Easter and I won. she gave each kid a kiss on the cheek who came 3 rd and 2 nd place. When I had to go stand and collect whatever the prize was she said 'do I have to kiss you?' and from then on I always had a problem with how other people seen me. I had friends at school, mostly girls but I wasn't one of the popular kids.
I coped pretty well through school, after leaving High School when I was 17, I became friends with a few people who I wish i had never but It's all part of growing up in my eyes. I made some mistakes and I got myself in to some weird situations with people but I have always been a genuinely good person. My strong opinions and honesty has always been difficult for some people to understand but I like that side of me and have never felt that I had to change f... |
| | Posted by anonymous at January 5, 2012 |
From an outside perspective I probably look like a normal person.
Trust me, I am anything but normal. Whatever goes on inside my head isn't really controlled by me; it takes all of my concentration to even monitor it.
But anyway, in the interest of appearing like a somewhat normal member of society,I am friendly, talkative, and I seem approachable.
The problem is people get bored with me very quickly for some reason. I have had friends, but never for more than a few months at a time. For whatever reason they all have stopped calling me, even though I continue to try to make plans. And if by some miracle we do make plans to hang out or socialize, they stand me up at the last minute.
So I have given up trying to make lasting fiendships with people and have settled with being that person you can call when you need to move your furniture around, but you won't call if there's a party.
I can't get anybody to be friends with me for over a year. I'm being used by the people who are forced to see me on a regular basis through circumstance. And I've given up; I no longer care what happens to me.
So I spend my nights alone reading, running errands, or at the gym. I spend my days working with minimal conversation. And the conversations I do have are shallow and easily forgotten.
I'm just alone with my thoughts, Few of which are happy. |
| | Posted by anonymous at December 31, 2011 |
I have a few friends and we rarely hang out and when we do it's just not fun at all and I don't like them.. but it was really hard for me to get them (it took a couple years) and I'm socially awkward so it's hard for me to make friends but i cant help it thats how i am and im doing nothing on new years eve and i spend all my money on cute clothes i like and expensive makeup and i spend time on my hair and eat healthy and go on runs but then i just realized why the fuck should i? theres no one to impress, i just do all this shit and then i sit at home and its so fucking boring and even if i desperately ask people if they want to hang out theres just no one and i have no social life no love life and i feel like no one actually likes me at all and iv cried myself to sleep over my insecurites (body, face, hair) and then just start crying harder when i realize i dont have any friends so why should it matter anyway? i know it seems like it could be worse, but you dont know what its like to just have no one.. just sit at home all day, come home from school and have no one to talk to about anything, no one who will ever want to go see a movie, or go shopping, or just sit around and do nothing with you. everyone has some sort of best friend that will do anything with them, that theyr always doing something with and everyone takes that for granted. they dont know what its like to have no one... |
| | Posted by anonymous at December 27, 2011 |
i am 21 years old. i lost my mom when i was 8, and my little sister got taken away when i was 9. we've been seperated the whole time. i grew up in 3 different "stable" homes. i was in alot more foster homes. my father is a piece of shit who molested me and my little sister. but thats not really why my life sucks considering i dont remember it. my life sucks because im now an adult, trying to prove wrong all those who said i will fail. truth is, its harder than it seems. see, im trying to go to school, but they didnt tell me that if i took the pell grant in the summer i wouldnt get it in the spring. so now i have to come up with 675 dollars before i can go to school. and thats bare minimum. i am by myself, no mommy and daddy to ask for help. i got married at 18 to a man i knew for 2 months, and turns out he's a real ass hole. he works, gets tired of work, and quits. i am out of food, gas, and ciggarettes. i dont know if i can go to work in the morning. oh yeah, and because i married a stranger and quit the army....my whole "sort of family" dissowned me. all my old friends stopped talking to me. they think i have like, 9 kids, when in fact i have 2 dogs. thats it. i have no one to talk to. i really just wanna dissapear. glad i found this website to vent on. thats the one thing that doesnt suck. |
| | Posted by anonymous at December 25, 2011 |
I have lost all if my friends because I have turned to drugs but in the process realized that nobody has ever really been there for me except for one girl. I feel unloved by my family and see my life heading down hill but don't plan on changing it (but really who cares because I have one friend). My whole family is fucked up, and the rumors about me don't stop. I have stopped caring about my morals and have recently lost my virginity to someone who I barely even knew. One of my best friend chooses popularity over me and all my friends like her more, so she decided to steal them all away from me. I cannot see anything in a positive way anymore and worry about losing my one friend and being completely alone. I am also dropping everyone else just to spend time with my one friend so I don't have to deal with people I don't hate. I do drugs and drink to forget you. Life sucks and everybody is a piece of shit. There is no point in life besides dying and friendships and loved ones mean nothing in the end. FUCK LIFE. |
| | Posted by low at December 8, 2011 |
I am a 22 year old male. I grew up in a crazy family. My parents broke up when I was 15 and now do not talk to each other. The turbulence and hatred that I saw grow between my parents motivated me to have a successful and loving family of my own (which I never thought would be a problem because I had a strong sex drive and love girls). I have always had a chip on my shoulder ever since people disrespected me in high school and I have worked hard to be somebody I can be proud of. I was finally getting to a point in my life where I was proud of myself, but suddenly I sort of lost it in college and became depressed and started having anxiety attacks. I was told to go on an antidepressant to help me during this time, and I reluctantly listened. I decided to go to a new college to start new, a college with lots of fine looking girls. I had sexual troubles (including low/none sex drive) on the antidepressant, but I never thought that it could become permanent. Once I got off of the medication, my sex drive never returned. Girls no longer excite me like before and I feel like I have no reason to live. I continue to push on and do things to make me feel better (I am not giving up just yet), but in the meantime I am losing respect from all of my friends and family. My younger brothers no longer smile and joke around with me. My best friend calls me a bitch all of the time. I told my parents about my problems but they don't give a shit. I used to be all about being the macho man, b... |
| | Posted by anonymous at December 7, 2011 |
I consider myself a nice person. When a friend needs someone to talk to I'm there, if someone needs to borrow money I lend it to them if i can, and even try to help out friends with school. I ask for nothing in return and guess what? That's exactly what I get. None of my friends or family ever offer to help me when I'm struggling. I have to beg for favors and usually I'm met with unsympathetic stares . People are only ever nice to me when they need something. I can barely ever get my "friends" to return my phone calls, texts, or get them to hang out. I feel like they mistake my kindness for weakness. I can't even talk to anyone about how I feel about anything because the only advice I ever get is to suck it up and fix it. They blame me for my own problems. Yet when someone is telling me they're having a hard time I'm nothing but nice and I try to cheer them up, not tell them that they're their own problem. People rarely ever pay me back on time if they bother to pay me back at all. I'm sick of being walked on but whenever I try to act the way they do no one wants anything to do with me. On top of that I'm doing horribly in school. Not for lack of studying or trying but I guess I'm too fucking stupid to figure college out. When I try to ask friends who have taken the classes I'm struggling with they barely do anything and say go to tutoring. 'I already tried fucking tutoring it didn't help at all why do you think I'm asking you' is what I think while they act as if I'm just not trying. WTF is wrong with me that I can't get anyone to feel anything for me but annoyance and disgust I feel like just quitting, shutting down and going through the motions like some kind of robot. I can't take feeling like a door mat anymore |
| | Posted by Torn Heart at November 27, 2011 |
From Where shall i begin!!!!!!! when i was a child and my dad was away and when i broke my leg he refused to come and see me and i felt i was alone in the world....or when i found our that my sister has a boy friend with whom she travels every where and lies to mum and asked to lie for her which made me lose trust and faith in every one around....or when my uncle died when i was 17 and my dad prevented me from seeing my cousins as he feared they use me and i found out that the reason he didn't come to see me when i broke my leg as a child is that he feared hospitals and believed that when he visits someone in hospital this person dies.
Or when i first loved a person and thought that my happiness finally arrived, and then he left me with no reason
or when i became close to my dad to find out that he'll die of Cancer!!!! and my grieve on him got me a madical condition that makes it hard for me to be pregnant......
Or when i loved for the second time and i had to leave him as my brother didn't approve my marriage from him and my brother was more of my father and so i took the decision to give up love for family.
OR when i loved for the third time and lived the happiest moments of my life.....days and nights of happiness and laughters and then my family refused him as in their opinion he wasn't up to him and it was easier for them to see me cry for a full year day and night, than to accept my marriage from the man i loved and this is all he wasn't top schools ... |
| | Posted by anonymous at November 3, 2011 |
you all think your life sucks. i have no true friends. i haven't done anything wrong and i'm being punished by life. my best friends talk about me behind my back. my best friend in the whole damn world called me an immature snobby ugly selfish self centered bitch. my friends are ruining my relationship with my boyfriend. and my parents think that i am a druggie. i'm talked about all the time. my "friends" are turning on me and i can't take it. i wanted to smash my face repeatedly against the concrete. i was so tempted to until my father came home. i want to die so bad i can feel like everyone wants me to too. do you guys ever imagine what would happen if you killed yourself and wondered what everyone would do? do you think if everyone and thing would realize what they did was wrong? i honestly have no friends. i'm not lying i can feel myself slowly dying. i hate me self and my life. i feel like absolute crap and i feel like i can't do anything right. no one cares about me even my boyfriend is sick of me he told me. i can't stand my life why was i even born if i would grow up with a terrible life? |
| | Posted by vaguy19 at November 1, 2011 |
I don't see the point in going on anymore... I don't want to kill myself but I don't know what else I can do... I'm going to college and so far this year is sucking big time, even worse then last year.
My job sucks, my manager is an idiot and shows huge favoritism to his friends and screws over everybody else. I work hard, do my job, and do it well but yet I find people who don't or haven't been there nearly as long getting the "promotions." I get minimum wage and employees can only work 20 hours a week during the semester. What's worse is no matter how much or where I apply, no where else has given me a call back or even an interview...
My friendships sucks, I hardly hear from any friends anymore, we've spent like 6 years together and now nothing. To make that worse some friends I've made at college have blamed me for stuff they did to save themselves from getting into trouble. (thankfully no trouble happened beyond being blamed)
My relationship life sucks, In this past year alone I've had at least 4 girls just play me and mess with me. One who chose 2 different guys over me, one who claimed to love me but not enough to wait for us to be together. But the worst of all is the one I'm in love with pretty much wants nothing to do with me because I live 6 hours away for school. I'm sure no girl likes me or wants to go out/ be with me...
So aside from having hardly any true friends, a crappy job, being single and alone, I'm not having any good luck with anything I do...
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| | Posted by indi23q at October 9, 2011 |
All my friends are full of shit,my best friend that i have known for 10 years is hooking up with my ex and i feel appalled.Honestly wtf is she thinking?I knew i could never trust her but seriously what a two faced fucking rat.Not only that but i've put on so much weight and i feel fucking dreadful,nobody knows how it feels like to live up to the exceptions of my family either. My sister's going to be the doctor of the family and my hopes and dreams are fucked because lets face it i fuck up in school way too much to get a good career.Not only that be me and my father haven't spoken properly in at least 6 years because his a bastard.
fml right now.
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| Posted by anonymous at October 5, 2011 |
I used to have a best friend, but my bitchiness tore us apart. I always thought of myself as a nice person until I pushed her away, and the sad part is that I was trying to seem more 'cool.' Now I feel like I've fucked up so much that I don't deserve a new best friend, and I know for a fact that she will never trust me again. My new friends are jerks, and I now have self confidence below the floor. My best friend was the person who kept me sane, she reminded me to smile. Now I don't know what it even feels like to truly laugh, let alone be comfortable around my peers. I'm worried I screwed up my life too much already, and I'm still only in high school. I have walls set up to guard me from the opposite sex, and I don't even know who I am anymore. And what I have become, I hate more than anything. |
| | Posted by Nup at October 4, 2011 |
My friend told me she's jealous because I spend too much time with my best friend. I apologized to her and promised to spend equal time with her. I told my dad about this, he said don't apologize, your allowed to have other friends besides, you never actually ditched or left your friend. 4 weeks later my so called friend has completely befriended me, is being stupid and 'trying' to make me jealous by liking my best friend more than me. Fuck. I hate her, she always gets her way. Thanks to her my best friend is leaving next yr. She got her way. Now I'm a sorry bitch who is crying every night because of my best friends absence. FUCK YOU L.L I HOPE YOU RELIZE WHAT YOU PUT ME THROUGH AND HOW IM FEELING INSTEAD LF THINKING OF YURSELF 24/7. I HATE LIFE! it never works out the way u want it to. Fuckin hell |
| | Posted by akil60 at September 7, 2011 |
I am 21 years old.I had lot of friends during my school days.but after some days,most of them went separatly,some friends were with me but last year after college they also went abroad.now im alone.If i think of going shopping i don't have friend to go.althoug i have a cell phone there are only 21 contact numbers most of them are my relations and 4-5 friends.if i ring them they talk to me.just hai n how r u... thts all.life sucks... |
| | Posted by anonymous at September 2, 2011 |
I just can't believe that one day I'l end up writting all these... But it's high time that I should pen down something..
Well, here it goes!I just turned 25 and I always believed in true friendship. I thought I have hell lot of friends. Unfortunately I realized that they are a group of people who need me for some reasons. When I sit and analyze, I understand that there is not even a single friend of mine who really understands me..They talk to me just because I'm a chatterbox and so they can have a great timepass!
Isn't it funny that all these days I was taking care of them without knowing the fact that they are actually laughing at me??? I never expect anything from anyone. Still it hurts when I realize that there is not even a single person whom I can count on.
I remained single through out my life since I want to be loyal to my future husband. I can't think of dating someone or flirting with someone and getting married to someone else..Because of this nature, my friends are telling that I can't be romantic and so I can never be a good wife !
I'm giving up... I realized that there is nothing so called friendship.. its all conditional...what a life!
Still I have a best friend... My God...He is there with me always and I know his care is eternal.. |
| | Posted by anon at August 19, 2011 |
Just very depressed and feel like I don't know where I am going these days. I was engaged to be married to a man who became very abusive. We ended up having a child together and when my son was 2 months old, he attacked me for the last time and I left him. Haven't seen my ex since (my son is 5 1/2 now). My restraining order just expired after 5 years and I just filed for full custody and restricted visitations (not that he'd ever be interested in seeing his own son, but just in case). My baby boy is my life. I love him so much and probably could not breathe without him. Being single, I discovered a lot about myself and found out I enjoy the company of a woman much more than the company of a man (no bible verses or hate comments please..just want to vent so if you hate gays, just leave me alone please). I got involved with a woman who was wonderful with my son and we were together for 2 1/2 years. One problem, though. She was too much of a drinker and eventually, I had to cut her loose. She was there for my son and I so much and I miss her terribly, but I can't have that kind of behavior around my son. It also led me to drink more, which I needed to stop right away.
I have a decent job and have been going to school since 2009 for my BS in Business at the University of Phoenix. I just see negative publicity about the school and I fear that I won't find anything once I graduate next year. I've truly busted my ass in school and have achieved nothing but A's and B's a... |
| | Posted by Zachh at August 14, 2011 |
Im a young guy that has good friends and it like i have to sides of me one i can trust my friends but the ether part of me is pulling me down telling me there hiding some thing from me.Every time i try to do some thing with a friend some thing comes up with family or they cant make its and that hap ins a lot and my ether side tells me its ok take it out on your self by cutting.Im a christian and i beliven GOD i go to church and thats the only time im happy and help out. I work very hard i get boss around and i take it but the ether part of me wont to tell them i dont care or ether things.I like being with my friend that is like my brother but i only tell people how i feel or tell them about the dark side when im very down and have no one there for me |
| | Posted by anonymous at August 11, 2011 |
Where to start... I'm 39 yrs old, gay and widower. I had a partner for over 18 years and he passed away last year. Ever since, life has been a constant struggle; it hurts even to wake up and get up. I don't have that many friends, mainly because while I had my partner we were everything to each other and we felt we just didn't make that many friends. I can't really make friends at work, because I work from home. So, the days are hopelessly empty and long. At least during the day I get distracted with work-related stuff. When the evening approaches, I start to panic because I have no one to talk to and I can only watch so much TV. I tried making new friends online, but they must sense my desperation and run away as soon as I meet them - maybe it's my physical appearance, I guess I'll never know. I joined a gym to work out my anxiety, it helps for a little while.
I have a severe problem meeting people, I guess they call it social phobia. In short, I freeze and don't know what to say whenever I'm in a situation where people are speaking to me. Because I freeze and don't say a thing, people just walk away or don't bother to reach out and get a conversation going. There are nights when I just take sleep medicine to stop the pain of being aware and awake. In my sleep I am happier, my partner is there, I can make friends and have a normal life. I wish my dreaming life were my real life. Sometimes I feel like taking the whole bottle and just keep on dreaming... but I hav... |
| | Posted by LAN at August 11, 2011 |
I feel bad that I have to pick just one instance to describe how incredibly awful my life has been recently. It all started on the day I like to refer to as World War Z (i hope someone gets that reference). Shit really exploded that day and standing in between two people you love so that no one gets knocked the fuck out is trying to one's soul. I wasn't taking sides because they both were acting like 12 year old girls. So theres the loss of my friendship I believed to be so solid. Everyone took a side and played the devil's advocate, while I sat idly by and hoped they'd work it out. While I sat in awe of my surroundings and the energy being wasted by these people I love, life threw me my very own shit storm, and his name was Billy. He caught me a very fragile and lonely time, so accepting him into my life was easy and it seemed right. I don't want to go into the details of this relationship because everyone knows what I mean. It was bad, okay, just a down right terrible process and decision. Honestly I just feel stupid and thats more embarrassing than anything. On top of all these things, my roommate decided to go on a drug binge and quit her job. Even though she has a better one now and she's not up eating mushrooms and "rolling her face off" on molly, I am still struggling with the debt she put on me. It also happens that I might not be able to afford to take classes this year, so I feel very stuck. LIFES A BITCH, but at least i'm not starving and I sleep in a bed at night. |
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