|Posted by Ann at June 1, 2010
i walk for my health and I thoght my nieghbor hood was safe from crime. No place is safe. I was just around dusk and Iwas walking when a man wearing a si mask took me at knife in to the woods there were house near by a screamed and nobdy heard the he tape my mouth. He cut he lace of my shoes and puled them off. The cut my t-shirt bra shorts panties and scoks off of me. Then he raped me. after he left i crawed to one the houses nude. The I crawled just my frend Martha. she too me inside and called to police they colloect my clothes. Martha took me to the hospital the police asked to describe him but I could n't becuase he as wearing ski mask. Iwas 24 then Ima now 29 and he has benn cuaght to this day I wonder if he has to any other women and they are scared to come foreward with the information. I am afraid to walk around my neighborhood becuase he could be looking for his next victim or he get me and rape me again.
|Posted by anonymous at May 31, 2010
Well, this past year has been really, really, really suck-ish... I lost everything, my whole life shifted in a day. I moved to another country, new people, new lifestyle, new language, and financial troubles. I'm 16 right now, and I feel like this isn't a life. I feel dead. Sure I have "friends" in school, but when the day is done, I'm all alone, now I barely leave my apartment. And weekends and holidays? They feel like eternity in hell. And it's killing me. My old friends have forsaken me, save for couple of people. I'm failing with girls too. And I feel... Alone... I feel my skin is tight, like it's beginning to break, peel off, and like I'm becoming a monster... I feel uncontrolable rage, and people around me are so dumb, so immature, and yet they act superior to me, although I can beat all of them both in knowledge, school work and on physical level (read between the lines : I can kick the shit out of them). It all sucks, it's too much for me to handle... Slow but steady, I drift into a breakdown. And than what? What's left after that? Life sucks... Life really sucks...
|Posted by anonymous at May 31, 2010
In 2007 me and my mom came here from asia.people were not very nice towards me.well maybe my mom didnt have to deal with them,but i had to,seeing tht i had to go to school and some of the learners made fun of me.i cant speak english tht well,i have a low self esteem,im suffering from bipolar and i have a tendancy to think im ill even if im not.im very suicidal,and by the way people treated me,it made me to hate them even more.one wil describe me as a misanthrope,yes iam one.
i hate people.death is my opti
|Posted by anonymous at May 31, 2010
May 1st my wife of 5 years and the mother of our 4 year old and 2 year old children told me that she was not happy with life and that she wanted to split up. Since our 2 year old was born she had been having multiple pains in her pelvic region which pretty much sidelined our intimate relationship. In early March, after 2 years of other treatments she finally went in to have a hysterectomy to clear up all the pain she was having. Through the 2 years I tried and tried to have a closeness to her by telling her how much i loved her and hugging her and trying to help her through the pain. We went through with the procedure and just as she is pain free and feeling 100% again, I have a feeling she has started a new relationship with another and kicked me to the curb. I feel used and like a piece of human waste.
Sidenote, she has just asked me to leave the house we shared together and to find a new place, because it is too hard for our daughter to deal with the split. So I have now lost my wife, my children, my house, and I am supposed to move to a new place and live alone. How does this rate? I feel like it would not be a bad thing if something fatal were to happen to me, I won't do it myself, but just in general, if fate could step in and end it all, I would not care too much!!!!
|Posted by anonymous at May 30, 2010
When I was 4 my mother died from a coronary embolism. We, the kids were split between relatives. At about 7, my father remarried and brought us along. She was abussive and the relationship ended in a divorce. As a family, we moved away from the area. A few years later my father married again. Three plus years later he was killed by a drunk driver. After the last child graduated from high school, my step mother sold or gave away everything of his and moved across country. I used to believe there was a god. Later I developed an ethos to guide my actions. Those ethics lead to my commitment to stay in an unhappy marriage. I have felt alone and hopeless for years and years. The only thing that has kept me from ending it, is the thought of the impact it would have on my kids. My ethos to do no harm has kept me here.
|Posted by anonymous at May 30, 2010
My life sucks so bad. Lately I wish I could just die, but I don't want to hurt my family and I am afraid of going to hell. Ever since I got a job when I was 14 I have been a hard worker, working while going to school and getting good grades. I have barely any friends because I was always working or with my boyfriend who I started dating when I was 14 who I am now engaged to, but I could write an entire novel of how our relationship has sucked and how he has hurt me in the past. There is a big chance I might not be able to have kids because of medical problems. I currently have no job because I quit my job because everyone there was the devil and it smelled like shit because they would not fix the sewage problem ( was a restaurant by the way), thinking I would get some sort of part time job right away I didnt, but I eventually did get a retail job but they called me today and told me I was supposed to be there when I had no idea because they never called me when they said they were going to. So I didnt go because I don't want to work for someone who bitched me out when I did not do anything wrong. I am still in school graduating this year, although I doubt i will get a good job with my major. If I don't I have to go to graduate school and rack up more student loans and credit card debt. I am completely broke. Just took my car in because it was not starting again for the 3rd time after paying over 1000 to fix it. Tried to get a new car but need a cosigner but no one to cosi...
|Posted by poot at May 30, 2010
I'm struggling to get through college. My mom is a schizo alcoholic and my dad is a coke head. I've been laid off twice in the past year and am currently unemployed. Through the past two years I have lost my car, my college fund and my faith in God. I have only one meal a day, just to go to school and currently a 6' and 125 pound male. I have enough clothing for about a half a week, that's it. Everything that comes to my friends is easy. Yet for myself, almost everything is a catch 22. Hopefully, there is something better down the road, something more.
|Posted by Cheer up everyone at May 30, 2010
It's something I found. Maybe this will cheer you all up. :P
Infinite in mystery
Is the gift of the goddess, we seek it thus, and take to the sky.
Ripples form over the water's surface
The wanderer's soul knows no rest.
|Posted by Laura at May 30, 2010
My boyfreind started doing drug after we graduated from high school. I want to stop get help and I told I marry him if he did this for me. Two years went by I tld i was leaving him and 3 monthes later I told I was mgetting married he took out a gun and he threated to end if I wen through with my marriage he made good on nhis thret he killed himself with shot in the head. I did get married but the seen of my boyfreind killing himself plays over and over in my head and dreams he the before mother's day. I wonder if I could have stopped form doing this I wonder If he would gave the gun if asked him to. I don't where he got he gun the police aske me that I clled to plice and the paramedics but it was toolate. for him he prnouced dead at the scene. I am still married and have two children both girls I hope they never witness what I did.
|Posted by Paige at May 29, 2010
I suffered the worse vilicne any girl can face I was rped on my way home form being out. My car is was car broke down. I started to walk home when a car pulled up and asked if I needed a ride. I was uneasy about the man in the car. I walke but before i knew it he out of the car and put knife to my throat and told if i screamed he would kill me. He forced in to the car and locked the door he blinfolded me and bound my legs and hands. he drove for a long time. He pulled out of the car and took in to a house and down the baement he took the blindfolde and untied me. He order to strip. When I refused he pushed down and pulled offf my shoes and socks. Then cut my shirt pants, sweater, t-shirt bra and panties off of me. He raped for sevral hours. he blod folded me again and took to anthoer location and lft me there nude. The was cuaght an convicted and I did teastify against him but my life has sucked.
|Posted by cmme at May 29, 2010
My husband will be married 20 years this summer and we have no money. We have three teen-agers and we have to borrow money from them. How pathetic. We have exhausted all means of getting money and we seriously do not know how we are going to get through the summer. My husband has had 8 jobs over our marriage so there you go. Life sucks.
|Posted by CTSG at May 29, 2010
I found out that my husband has a child with another woman. This woman is getting all of our money in child support. We have no way to pay our rent or to buy food. I suffer migraine headaches, vommitng up blood, stomach pain, and high blood pressure because of it. My life fucking sucks. In fact I'm going to end it.
|Posted by anonymous at May 28, 2010
Lately, iv'e been under a lot of fire for who i am. I'm a fifteen year-old freshman, and iv'e been getting more and more abuse since the sixth grade. I'm going to say this now, i'm a mix of races, mostly hispanic, but also a bit German and Asian, but born in America, if you can believe it, and i AM religious, but i don't just blindly follow into what every preacher says. I am really scientific when it comes to my religion. Now, getting to the point, i am very VERY good at computers and Math, they are my best subjects, and i hope to one day be a video game designer. The thing is, that iv'e been insulted many many times for my smarts. Everyone says, "you're Mexican, you shouldn't be doing math, you should be mowing my lawn!" It may sound like i'm kidding, but i'm not. And lately, a lot of people have also been challenging my religious beliefs, and i just wish they would stop. There is this kid in my tech class, who i thought just didn't like me, because he would never listen when i tried talking to him. I wanted to be his friend because we both have similar interests, but guess what? He's a white supremacist, and that's the whole reason that he won't talk to me. I just don't get it. I'm the model teenager, a 3.7 GPA, i have a day job to help support my single mother, and i make damn sure to stay away from drugs and trouble makers, but that still isn't good enough. People still hate, even want to kill me, just because of my ethnicity. I don't understand what people want f...
|Posted by the dude at May 28, 2010
Since Sept. of 2009 my life has gone to shit. Got married in July of 2009. Had some fights with the wife which led to other fights. And in between fights we decided to get a roommate who we thought was a friend, which was right around September. In October my wife lost her job. We both worked at the same place. I am an automotive technician and she ran the office. Still having arguments this roommate puts that bug into my wifes ear. Telling her that shes right and he would never do this and that basically getting into her head. So from the end of October to late November my wife cheated with him several times in our own house. At the begining of January he moved out. At the end of January my wife came out and told me what had happened. What then proceeded is a bunch of yelling crying screaming. We decide to take a month, all of Feburary, off to try and sort things out and see if we can fix this. She went to stay with her mother. More arguments occured. She says that she needed her space and I wasnt giving it to her. But it was hard for me because that trust barrier was gone. And at the moment I felt that i needed her most more than ever. Locks got changed on the house, and she ended up moving alot of her stuff out. She now has and appartment at her shit old job barely making hours to pay rent. I work my hands to the bone just to pay rent on the house. I still love her so much and want her back. I want the wife I married back. She doesnt feel the same about me anymore. She...
|Posted by hmmmmm Impalement at May 28, 2010
When I look around I see empty people. Lifeless people. Hopeless people.
I mentioned before love is meaningless. Love isn't real.
Some people say love can get through anything. Wrong. Love cannot defeat my greatest accomplishment in making the universe...death. Even if love was real, death would rip it apart...it makes me wish it were real so i can witness such results. Death does destroy the meaningless bond between two mates.
Once one half of the bond is destroyed by my beloved creation of death the other is dead as well. Sure they are physically alive... but deep down... they want to be dead... they await death... death becomes their need. It makes me laugh to see the other struggle to survive. They sacrificed so much to live together in a meaningless relationship...yet in the end... one of them dies and the other is left alive in his or her own hell. The internal cries for help... you can sense them. I can hear their calls for death. I can see it in their eyes they are eager for death. They can hide it all they want but it will never be hidden from me.
Death is my favorite part of life. I enjoy watching it. I enjoy seeing others suffer as they watch them draw their last breath. I enjoy seeing the tears flow when they realize that they will never see them again. To me... I couldn't care less. They were already lifeless to begin with... Dying wouldn't change a thing.
It makes me smile to see a ha...
|Posted by hmmmmm Impalement at May 28, 2010
I mentioned before that people who are human will live off the pain of others. Absorb this pain, embrace it...
Well I recently found something that I really found interesting. The weakness of women are the easiest source for this absorption. My god-like looks would seduce the lifeless women that inhabit the planet. They will ask for a converstation somewhere else...
My response was a powerful response...only a god would have the nerve to say. I would say that I would not speak with a pathetic lifeform. Go die. Your life is meaningless, you will forever be empty, and you will forever never... feel anything.
The result is their tears... Those tears that I feed on. That is right. The god of this world feeds on tears.
Why would I feed on tears? It's because tears are an expression of sorrow and hatred which is the basis of human life. I am the only person who could feel sorrow...and more importantly anger. The rest of you don't feel hatred, anger, sorrow... you only act like you feel that way because it is natural instinct to do so. But you don't actually feel anything!
Life itself is meaningless. The only importance of life is me. I gave birth to this life. My vision of earth gave birth to the earth. It was all my doing. When I die. The life that is within this body will enter a phenomina that you will never comprehend. It will rule over the universe and all parallel universes.
All hail...the god of the new world...
|Posted by sahil at May 27, 2010
hi im not saying a story this is fact ,
i live in hyderabad now i am pursuing graduation second year i dont have lot of friends in my life , because im very choosy about my friends ,i think that in which organisation we live we will choose that life style only, i met a cue girl in my graduation first year she was like a princess for me , welove each other a lot , she has gone out of hyderabad with his father , she came after six months and joined the college , now she was avoiding me when i enquired her friend said she got married and later she also convinced that she got married. When i asked the reason she said that his father forced her to marry his cousin. I tried to end my life two,but i was been hospitalised and now iam well with only my health my life got spoiled my aims got away from my life i am just waiting for my death to come and take away my life,but this is also not happening i am sick ,and i know that nothing is with me nor my love not my death even my life is not with me.
|Posted by squadala we are off at May 26, 2010
I recently finished my first year of college and im having trouble looking for a job. I guess it's the uneployment rate speaking for itself but something doesn't add up. Last year the unemployment rate was around 8% and it took me little effort to find a job. But when i started looking for a job the unemployment rate was between 9 and 11% and it's much harder. I have not received one interview. The search is getting frustrating. I need the money to pay off books and a small percentage of my school fees.
I'm hoping for financial aid but I'm probably not going to get it. Despite the fact that I made deans list twice with a 3.9 GPA some hispanic / african american will get my earned scholarship money just for being hispanic / african american.
Do I have something against affirmative action? Absolutely not. The fine print from the act states that we cannot discriminate due to race, gender, or ethnicity. What bothers me is that people misinterpret affirmative action. It is clear that affirmative action was suppose to benefit nonwhites/women but now it's just counter racism. Lets look at it this way. If you are applying to a college online or in any application, the first thing they ask for is name, address etc. then after that on the last few lines they ask for race and gender. Why would they ask that question if our goal is for equal opportunity? One of my friends is hispanic, his father is an electrical engineer and his mother is a docto...
|Posted by anonymous at May 26, 2010
27 years old and living in LA NOT living the dream. Moved here to work as an actress. Screw being a celeb, I would settle for just getting paid to act. I have invested countless dollars, hours, and brain power trying to hedge my way into the business since I was not born to Hollywood royalty nor will I sleep my way to the top. After years, always working a second job to live while I am pursuing the dream, I am tired of it. No matter how much I love the art and not matter how good I have become at it; does a person really have to suffer from rejection, depression, and doubt to live their dreams?
I wish I was one of these people that all they cared about was getting married and having babies. Jeez, I have turned down man after man because they have come between me and what I dream about at night. Call me a cold-hearted woman, call me a failure, call me weak, call me whiny, or whatever you want. I am just here to say that no matter how big or small your dreams are, you are not in control of them. You can do all that you can to make them happen but there is no guarantee that you will wake up to see that dream come true.
I know at least for me, today is the day that I have given up hope to ever see mine come to fruition.
|Posted by a dumass shitface! at May 25, 2010
I am 17 junior in high school, got 1800 on SAT, 3.2 GPA, now i dont know how my life is going to go. girlfriend left me, friends start to make fun of me, and now I'm all tangled up in depresson, isomnia, mental disorder shit. What can I do with my life man? I dunno