| | Posted by anonymous at August 25, 2011 |
So I met this guy from summer school, he and I were exactly alike; we think alike, we talk alike, our comebacks, jokes, and sense of humor were EXACTLY alike. I've never dated anyone, never really had close friends who are guys because I'm not like that, I hate it when guys touch me, and I feel uncomfortable around guys because I have a fear of liking them. But with him, it was different. I didn't mind him touching me, I didn't mind him taking my first kiss at all. He was the best friend I never had. He told me I was special, that I was perfect, but because of previous bad experience, I didn't want to take it to heart because I knew that this wasn't going to work out, we don't live in the same area code! He promised me he'd keep in touch and everything, and he did for the first little while, but then he stopped caring and he just games all the time and it makes me feel so upset! I've never liked anyone this much before, and now I can't stop thinking about him. I just started my senior year and I don't want to be held back by thinking of him when I have school and university applications to worry about, but I've never known what it was like to really care about someone so much until I met him. I honestly wouldn't mind if we just stay as friends, that's enough for me. I was blessed with someone out of the billions of people in this world who could accept me for who I truly am and I just don't want to lose him, I hate how he ignores me and throws me away as if I never ex... |
| | Posted by anonymous at August 25, 2011 |
Seven months ago, I turned fourteen. As usual, there was a celebration, a cake and fun to be had all around. Unfortunately, there was also a man with a gun who had snapped and shot everything in his sight. He killed my eleven-year-old brother and my godmother. I was hit in the stomach, where the bullet ripped my liver to shreds. It was about a half hour before the paramedics and police could enter the restaurant and subdue the shooter, and by then I was unconscious. At the Hospital, I discovered that I will need a new liver entirely and only my sister, who was a year older than me, was a viable donor in my family. I was torn between my life and my sister's, but I wasn't asked. They knocked me out and were going to disable my sister to keep me alive for about fifteen more miserable years. There were complications during the surgery, and the half of the liver that was intended to support my sister was "unfit" for use. My sister was put on life support, but she died before I could even wake up and thank her, before I could say goodbye. About two months later, I was discharged and sent home with an assortment of pills to keep my sister's liver alive inside of me. My family's lawyer wanted me to go up on the witness stand at the shooter's trial, but he killed himself in prison a week before the set date. Everything was uneventful for about a month until my mother gave up on life and committed suicide. My father then started leaving the house more and more often. It went o... |
| | Posted by anonymous at August 25, 2011 |
im 15 and when I was 8 my parents separated. I live in a house with four girls who are always mad. I only see my dad every 2 weeks and even the its only for about two days. I suck in school I barley passed last year. I have no hobbies and have no skills at anything. Now all i do is get drunk and high. I dont know what to do with my life. |
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| Posted by anonymous at August 24, 2011 |
i have no future. im 15 and im going to summer school for failing english. at home my life is shit and im constantly fighting with my parents. my dad is a complete dick who is so stubborn and if he doesnt get his way he starts a fight. i try and tell him i dont want to fight with him and to lay off but he doesnt and just keeps instigating. then when i finally lose my cool and say something he says im rude and disrespectful and always hits me with religious bullshit and how im "dishonouring my parents" my mom barely ever takes my side even though he does the same shit with her and they both love to gang up on me. life outside of home is shit as well. its not like im a loser, i mean i have a bunch of friends but... they never wanna hang out with me and they never text me or anything. i could probably go missing and they wouldnt care. so... im surrounded by fake friends. i used to hang out with them but not any more and i dont know why. fuck it. fuck life. suicide is on my mind a lot now and i dont know how much more i can take. i would have killed myself by now but i always think that "God" will be mad if i do and ill go to hell. ive almost given up on religion too because my parents are overly religious and have turned me away from it. they contradict the bible regularly and dont seem to notice. i hate life. i wish i wasnt born. the only thing i can look forward to is a new paintball gun. my mom said shed buy me a new one if i had a good first semester midterm when school starts. paintball used to be the only thing i was good at and i loved it until my gun broke. so i tried skateboarding but im shit at it. well fuck life, if things dont get better ill end up being another teen suicide statistic. good fight life. |
| | Posted by oldwoman at August 24, 2011 |
I am old and I have no children. Nobody at all gives a rat's ass about whether I live or die AND I can tell you after 60 years of living on this planet, life here is just a long process of dying. The sooner you get it over with the better off you'll be. For God's sake, PLEASE DO NOT BRING ANOTHER BEING into existence just because you think you will have love. If you don't love yourself, nobody else is going to love you. I see all you people who are broke and homeless and junked out and unhealthy and yet you continue to bring children into your hopeless life. WHY? You have nothing to live for and so how do you think you can give a child anything to live for? Don't be idiots. If you can't find anything to live for, then just die and get it over with already. There are 7 BILLION people living on this planet and nearly half of them are starving. |
| | Posted by Radrat at August 24, 2011 |
Life sucks, sort of.
Since I was little, I've only really had one wish, and that was to be an artist when I grew up. My folks helped me out with this, got me all sorts of illustration gigs, kits, books, airbrush stuff. By the time I hit college, I had won a few arts shows and had my stuff in a few galleries in newspapers. Skip through college and animation school, and 7 years of working freelance, on staff, as a teacher on my own to now.
I'm 30, I've had ~26 failed relationships, I'm pretty decent looking, I still live with a group of friends in a townhouse, sometimes I have to borrow money from my folks to make ends meet, because no job I work at lasts long or pays enough to compensate for whenever my Dodge decides to not work. COntract gigs are nice, but shit on me if I want a normal job with normal people to work and hang out with. They see my resume, and toss it aside to hire people that are dumber and more subservient. This happened recently at an office where FOUR of my friends, who all gave me recommendations, worked. Out of their last batch of 7 trainies, all but 1 quit! I do a follow-up call and I get the usual "We'll let you know when we have a position open for you" corporate BS.
Ugh... I just want a normal 9-5 life again. |
| | Posted by this guy at August 24, 2011 |
Im 22 i have a daughter but her moms dad is trying to keep her from me. its been awhile since i seen her and t=hes telling me hes gonna tell her i abbandoned her. I go to school and have my own apartment but not for much longer. The ex left me with no money no car no friends.... nothing. my family can help cause theyre strugglng to stay afloat too. i have to walk a mile to sneak on a bus and hope to not get a fine, just to get to class i havent eaten in a day in a half (trying to extend my cups of noodles) and bills are up the ass. I have a few nice things but im desperatly trying to hold on to. and i have a tent just incase things dont pick up for me. I really need an angel by my side right now! |
| | Posted by Civilizationalist at August 24, 2011 |
It is about the pursuit of it...
Who the fuck said we are suppose to be happy!? We are suppose to pursuit happiness but with a progressive understanding that we ain't ever to attain full happiness!!!
Most of all because happiness is constricted by time... it is a state of exaltation and well-being on a particular moment. But full happiness (metaphysical happiness) is only attainable once we transcend mortal life...and as depress many of us are here, no one of us want to dedicate time to think of the possibilities after mortal life...to business bitching about our inability to be happy now!
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| | Posted by Civilizationalist at August 24, 2011 |
Thinking it this way; imagine that this mortal life is a spiritual 'training' with a test at the end, right at the time of your death or on Judgement Day or whatever the fuck these institutionalized religions each one call it...A test that you will self-review and that it will either self-grant you access to the eternal academy of the continuation of infinite intellectual and spiritual attainment.
If that is true ain't righteous for the training to be tough?
If we are going to climb the Everest do you want the toughest motherfuckers to join your team? Or you want a bunch of whiny, spoil, selfish and annoying little assholes to go with you? That's right you won't get to far with a team of whiny asshole...
Ain't those that suffer the most the ones they have the best place in the afterlife? (at least institutionalized religions believe so)
So appreciate the 'training', tough motherfucker!!!
And make sure you thank the creation (starting with those divine Souls that surround) for giving you this opportunity...the opportunity to be a soul; a unique individual that, after its training, not only it can be proud of her/himself but make the rest of us that joying you in the afterlife, proud too.
Don't let me down...! We got a long ways to climb...! |
| | Posted by Rose Parham at August 24, 2011 |
This is the most depressing site I have even been to. I feel sorry for you all, but the strain of being sypathetic and effusive for every little sob story gets a little old. Here's a great, tried-and-true recipe for some sweet money and to get your sadness off your mind with some good old fashioned hard work. You will need:
-Your sad life's story
-A generous handful of anecdotes
-A dash of humour
-A sprinkle of drama
-A moving purpose
-A meaningful and moving ending
Stir well until it is all evenly mixed. Roll out and fold in a little more humour and drama to taste. If your story becomes choppy you've stirred too much. Use swearwords sparingly. Do not add too much sadness or it will taste bitter. Let sit for a while and read over again. Add more humour and drama if desired. Send it in for the publishers to taste. Don't forget an ambiguous and rhythmic title! Enjoy. Peace and light to you all, and love in hope that you will soon find the right path. :) |
| | Posted by NERRDDYY at August 24, 2011 |
So im 14 and i live in new york. I go to the third best high school in NYC. Im pressured so hard by my parents that i something think about going insane and running away. I know most of you are thinking wow, what a pussy, he's just gonna run away? But im not done with my story. So the next thing i hate about them is what they tell me to do. I do basic chores like making my bed and cleaning my room. But sometimes the shit they make me do is not logical. For example, one night i did everything i needed to do after coming home at 8. So at 10:15 my mom comes in my room and says stop playing video games. Im kinda a fiend when it comes to video games. I love them. Now the idea in your mind is that im fat and have no life. But i enjoy to play video games after a long day and coming home late. I don't play all day. So when she told me that i was just in for 5 minutes. So i argued that i was on for a short time. But you know what she said? She said "I dont care, enough games". So i got up and tried to do something about it. But she did not budge. So i asked a simple question. "What annoys you about me playing video games?" But she just said "its enough" Now that you know the story let me tell the funny thing. After i went back in my room i got out again and saw her watching tv like she always does. Another thing i should tell you is that she always tells me to read. So i say " Hey mom, how about you read? You watch to much tv and thats bad for you..." I went on like that. And now ... |
| | Posted by anonymous at August 24, 2011 |
Ijust need a break. Seriosly. Im tired. Im tired of crying every fucking night, because im miserable. Im worthless. No one really loves me. Fuck people who stab you in the back every time you turn back. Fuck people pretending the care about you. No one really cares about anybody. Thats the truth. I just really want to cill, on an island all by myself. I also, I think i need somebody to love me. TO KISS TO HUG, TO CARE ABOUT, TO DO SEXY STUFF, TO FEEL PASSION WITH, SOMEONE WHO MAKES MY HEART BEAT FASTER, WHO MAKES ME SWEAT, MAKES ME LAUGH MAKES ME CY.. AND DO THAT THING TO HIM TOO. Ugh, I think I cant really hadle it anymore. I just want to escape for a it, like when youre drunk, or high, or just watching TV. I need to escape of this town, of the bllshit and I really just need to stop crying every fucking night. IM TIRED. IM SICK. IM REALLY DEPRESSED. HATE MY LIFE. theres not really a prpose in it. Just an object more. A simple human being more on earth. Simple as that. Im worthless. |
| | Posted by anonymous at August 24, 2011 |
Hate my school. Hate my fucking little drama town. Hate that I dont have money. I hate my hair. I hate my nose. I hate the fact that no one has ever loved me. No boy has ever tried to even talk to me to see what im like. Im not atractive to anyone. Sucks being a teenager and it sucks even more when yor parents are always trying to control you. I know these problems seem stupid but they matter to me. My life is empty, it has no prpuse. It just goes. Just like that. Fucking with my mind every single day on why was I born, on why am I in this world. A poontless drama town where everyone judges yo no matter what you do to try to fit in. The worst feeling of all is not to have true firend. The worst feeling of the worst feeling is not having someone to kiss, to hug, to count on, to hangout, to tell your secret, to act sexy with, to laugh, to cry… That is the sad thing. Also, I;m trapped.. sometimes I try to escape with alcohol but it just make it worse. I feel sadder everyday. Just want to take a break and breathe ot of this town all by myself. Need to spend time on my own, meet new people, discover, touch, smell, play. Experience. This town is making sicker and sicker everyday. Im tired of the bulshit the drama and the pintless shit people bring. I'm tired of the fucking routine. I just want to go away. I just want a true friend. I just want someone to love me. I just want some time with myself. Gosh, I cant handle crying every night for apparently no reason. There is no reason. Tears just fall because my body cant hadle the pain anymore. IM FUCKING TIRES. LIFE REALLY DO SUCKS. |
| | Posted by anonymous at August 24, 2011 |
I'm a 16 year old female going into my junior year and these past few years, my life has been straight hell. I have no friends what-so-ever and I don't even know why. I'm not a geek or at least I wasn't, life used to be so good before H.S., what happened? I have to hide my face in the halls to avoid certain people just so I wouldn't get called a name that humiliated me, it's not even like it's a name because of something I did, it's a name that this homosexual male made for him in the 8th grade that continued ever since. The only friends I have in school are the ones that constantly put me down everyday. I guess you could say they're part of the 'cool crowd' and no I wasn't just hanging out with them to fit in, it was because it was the only option I had. I tried making friends but all the ones I made stabbed me in the back. They would constantly make jokes about me, in front of me, at the lunch table but then if it was me 1 on 1 with one of them, it's like we were best friends. You wouldn't believe some of the things they said, I would never say the things they did to ANYONE, I'd feel terrible. I regret not sticking up for myself in the beginning but now they know how I am. I had to be friends with these people just so I can get through the day, it's either them or nobody. It sucks having no one to talk to when I really need too or just to hang out. The only friend I have is my 10 year old niece which I think is pretty pathetic but it is what it is. She's the only reas... |
| | Posted by John at August 23, 2011 |
im 28 years old, never had a girlfreind, i had a mental illness for 10 years from the age of 18 until now, i'm a virgin, i live with my mom, both of my parents hates me, i have no job, no money, no driving license even..., i worked on driving license 10 years ago but stopped because of surgery, and im lonely, all my freinds left me because i'm a loser, i have nobody, even not a pet, my whole family hate me because i'm a loser, everything i do i fail all my life i only failed, i have nothing now, the bank blocked my credit card and i forgot my secret number of my money card cause i never use it...
damn i suck, i don't know what to do, i think it's over for me, i feel helpless. |
| | Posted by Shifty at August 23, 2011 |
I left my ex she met someone else very quickly to get back at me. She has low self esteem. I told her I loved her a few years later bit did not want her to berak up her relationship that was not for me to do. Turns out he is abusive. He is getting married to her tomorrow. My car was wrote off today. I loved it. I told everyone i am angry and pissed cause of my car. I would write it all off just to get back the woman I love from the man that is abusing her. As a by the way he is rich and connected. I honestly still know she loves me. |
| | Posted by ME at August 23, 2011 |
i am nearly 37 years old. and i feel lost really. i spent a long time doing a job i loved, but when my dad became terminally ill i left my job to care for him. the company i gave so much of my life to treated me badly, in fact did not believe that my dad was ill!! he died 3 years ago, and i now find myself with no career, no job at all after trying various jobs at ground level and not getting on in them. i would like to move away and start again, but i dont really want to do it on my own, ive been single for what seems like forever and as i dont go out i dont have much chance to change that, but i have no job, so no money, so cant go out. i feel like life is tough, and it just gets tougher,and i dont feel strong enough to cope with it all. |
| | Posted by Shadow at August 23, 2011 |
I read some of your comments and stories...And i agree life can get hard sometimes...2 years ago my husband walked out on myself and our 2 beautiful daughters...Shortly after that tradgey claimed them both....Every day its a fight not to give in and just give up....But then through the tears and the heartbreak i see the little things in life...Like how they loved the sound of the birds in the morning.Or how they loved to watch the sunrise and set.So yeah life can really suck sometimes but its still worth living.... |
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| Posted by Too Much at August 23, 2011 |
I've spent the last 7 months taking care of my beloved sister as she transcended from fighting horrible cancer to dying. It's the worst thing that I've ever gone through. She was my best friend, we raised our kids together, I was by her side for for every doctor's appointment, every chemo treatment, every hospital stay. For 7 months everything I did revolved around her and her needs. It's been almost 4 weeks and I still can't get through 2 hours without breaking down and crying. My husband has been out of work for 5 years following an accident. We are waiting to find out if he qualifies for disability money from SS. We have $135 in our bank account. My salary does not cover our monthly bills. I don't answer the phone because it might be another creditor calling. My other sister has been out of work for 4 years and has not been able to get another job. She spends hours on the computer researching and applying for positions without luck. I help her out whenever I can. My mother is very elderly and frail. The death of my sister has knocked the breath out of her. I fear that I will also lose her soon. I am so tired and depressed. I don't know where I will find the strength to go on. I have so many people that depend on me . . . but I'm all used up, there isn't anything left to give. |
| | Posted by anonymous at August 23, 2011 |
This might be the wierdest thing I ever done, but here is my story. First of all, I thought that this was a stupid site. But then I realized that it can be helpful to read about other people in the same situation, because it makes you feel like you are a part of something. At least for me. I will still be alone, but I am not the only one.
So let's start. I am a 17 year old girl, soon 18 tho. I live in Sweden. My life was pretty okey until i turned 16 and the hell begun. I lost all my friends because I was different, I didn't want to party with them. I didn't want to smoke woth them. I rather stayed home and read books or whatever. And one day I realized, I had no friends. No one called me and asked me to hang out with them. No one waited for me at my cabinet in school. No one said hello to me in the corridor. Well, no one except the teachers.
My self esteem has never been good, but at this point it was really at the bottom. I spent the lunches in the facility. I have never been very outgoing, but now I felt like I had a social disability. Or social phobia. Because I were afraid of people. I couldn't talk to them at all, even if I had things to say the words wouldn't come out through my mouth. I just wanted to become invisible. I didn't want people to see me, because I didn't want them to think mean things about me. I could see in their eyes that they thought I were like the wierdest person ever, which I probably am..
So in the end, I couldn't ... |
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