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Its been about 3 years since I admitted to my self that I was depressed. I have always been the one to do stupid things but after those things happen, feelings start to seep in the voices start to get to my head, you are a stupid girl, a brat not worth anything, why don't you just leave it would save them all this trouble. You wouldn't be I missed, you are worh nothing, all you cause is heart ache...ect. These tpes of things always ran threw my mind, and soon and still I believe it. All it seems I can do well is suck money from my parents and pain for my friends and family and the people around me. It seems like no matter what I do , it wont stop. I cut sometimes when I get it deep and I also beat myself over it. I feel like no mstter what even my mom hstes me and my dad to. Sometimes I think of running away, or just kill myself, or just ask my parents to put me up for
adoption. But I am to selfish to do that. I just want to be set free and live with god and the ones that I cant hurt anymore. That would make them happy....
That was me then but now its starting to change I now understand if I do those things I would hurt them even more, I am now starting to open up even more about my feeings but I still keep some of them hidden but it is getting better I found the light at the end of the tunnel and now I am following it and chasing it it will get etter, but I still got a ways to go. No matter what just look for that light no matter how dim it is and go grab it,. It will be worth it!
My best friend doesn't care about me, my family doesn't love me and my boyfriends abusive. On top of that I'm suffering from depression, anxiety, bpd, ptsd and psychosis.
It's just not worth it anymore lol
My (m.29 at the time) fiancé (f. 28 at the time) died 2 years ago, we were together for 9 years. It happened out of the blue and we didn't see it coming. Ever since then i've gotten so depressed and lost myself so much from the person i used to be that i'm not sure she would still love me. I've started having panic attacks over the silliest things about my own health (i.e., think i'm having a heart attack, stroke, ect...) with no reason to believe that those things are happening or could. I tried going to therapy not long after she had passed away, but i didn't like the doctor, he just felt really robotic and like he was reading from a script, so i stopped going, and haven't done anything about it since. i'm not sure if it's survivors guilt or something, but i almost don't care to take care of myself for reasons i can't exactly pinpoint. i don't want to talk to my parents or friends or other family about my mental health situation because i know it would just upset them and make them sad for me and i don't want to do that to them. sometimes i just want to pack the most basic of belongings and just disappear out of their lives and maybe they'd just forget about me and i can have a do over with my life. i don't think i ever would, but i think about it a lot.
I've fallen so behind on all my school work I just hate myself for it. My anger issues have returned after being controlled for 3 years. I fell like a failure after all my low grades. I'm trying to get into a school with one third acceptance rate but I know I won't get there if I can't get my shit together. I feel like shit. I wish I knew what I was doing. I need to see my therapist again. At this point, I feel defeated and like I'll just settle for a university I know I'll get into. There, I'll at least have maybe somewhat of a chance to explore my sexuality. I'm just trying to be optimistic. Its kinda awful to be optimistic given my circumstances, but there's nothing else to do. If I don't have that, then I won't care. So maybe I will kiss a guy if I ultimately fail at life this year. At least there's that.
This is really not a sin, more like something I wanted off my chest and to be honest about. So I have a best friend and she is going through a really difficult time. She has depression and social anxiety and ever since she told me I have tried to be positive about it and support her as much as I can. I always believed and still believe that she will overcome this phase of her life. But recently the positive feelings that I shared towards her has really diminished and I blame her, even though it's not entirely her fault. She told me a month back that she actually had a romantic crush on me during our high school days . It came as a huge shock to me as I had no idea about it. I felt honoured but sad at the same time that I could not return her feelings. Also, I understood the fact that she was just trying to come clean but...the fact that she told me this kind of makes me angry. Because ever since she told me , I have had to be careful. Before her confession, I didn't think twice before telling her I love you or even going as far as inventing our ship names. But now I can't go back to how I was with her and I blame her. After that , due to her fragile state she always calls me if something troubles her and I feel duty bound to pick up her call. Recently I was on a trip with my family and while on the road she called me and she was crying. I got so worried that I made my family stop the motorbike I was riding and talked to her. As usual it was a silly reason that triggered her off. But I understood all that . I do get it so I didn't complain, no matter how much she called me or get paranoid over the smallest things. But two days back, she called me threatening to harm herself and I didn't know what to do. I tried to stop her by yelling at her , begging and then crying. But she just told me to tell her parents that she had done it and disconnected the call. Frantically and crying all the while I called her family to inform them. Thankfully she was hospitalised and is okay now. It wasn't that serious and she knew what she was doing as she is actually studying medical. After that I talked to her sister about it and she told me that everything that she was doing recently was somehow manifesting itself in the form of seeking attention from others and later when I talked to her she even confessed to it by saying she won't do it twice as the second time she won't receive any sympathy. I didn't know what to say to that. So I didn't. I am going to meet her day after tomorrow but to be honest I don't want to. I feel like I have lost all the warm feelings I had towards her. I still wish the best for her and want her to be okay soon. But I will be lying to myself if I don't admit that I think I have lost my best friend. Although I do know that right now she needs to find herself more than I need to find my best friend. I know I am being selfish but I really don't want to pretend any more. I am just so tired of it all and specially her. Nothing feels genuine any more and I really don't know what to do anymore.
I am always sad and want nothing to do with my school friends or friends that I have made through cheer. I used to be the person who was always doing something and never wanted to be home. I was constantly surrounded by people and friends. Ever since I started high school, that has all changed. I lost all of my close friends and no I find myself playing with my pets and doing nothing but going to practice. Its sad because I want to be back to my super social life and have all my friends back but everyone seems to hate me. I have thought about killing myself due to the amount of mean comments and things being said about my by people I thought were my friends. I am most certainly depressed but I don't want to talk to my parents about it because they are very abusive.
Scared is the word I would use right now to define my life at the moment. It's not just school, I am scared of being left alone. I think my boyfriend is about to leave me for someone else. I know he's having an affair with another woman, but I can't leave him. I can't be alone right now so I have to take it I guess. It's just a matter of time until he realizes what a boring and annoying person I am and then he'll leave me forever.
I am scared of people. Social anxiety is nothing to take lightly.
Sometimes I even can't leave my house or my bed. Other people scare me. They might talk to me. What do I reply?
I think I need help.
i just hate when you treat me like that 💔 its make me breakdown and depressed, can you thinking about my feeling yet? ,no i think you'll never.
This is my story of mental abuse, caused by my parents.
I'm 11, and I was depressed last year. After my mother called me a bitch, which she did two more times over that year, I became depressed... I asked to not wash the dishes, because I had fallen over and hurt my leg (which still hurt like hell!) but she didn't give a shit! She said, "Stop treating me like dirt, you Little Bitch!" and never said sorry. A few months after, and I still felt horrible. I was fat. My mother had told me this over and over. The truth is, I was tall as an average 12yr old and the right weight for that but since I was ten... I was "Fat" and "Chubby"... One day, I begged my mom to not let me go to a Scout Camp, because I didn't really know anyone in my group, but she just said, "Stop acting like a bitch and get ready!", which made me feel more depressed. I barely spoke on the camp, and I was starting to become an introvert. When everyone else was on a sugar-high I had to do something, but didn't know how. I didn't ask and ended up spilling the container of dirty water. They yelled at me for not asking for help, clearly not understanding what it means to be an introvert, and I felt horrible... A few weeks after that, I heard my mother saying, "Lesbians all should burn in hell!" to my father, and my heart fell to the ground. I've had many crushes, on both male and female. I know I'm bisexual already... The next day we were in the car, and I asked my mother what she thought of gays...
She said, "It's their life. They can do what they want."
"What if I'm bisexual?"
"YOU ARE TOO YOUNG TO KNOW WHAT LOVE IS! Uh, but if you are bi, we will accept you.."
I used to be an extrovert, but I'm now introverted. I'm a brilliant actress, but only because I've been hiding my depression. I never cut myself, thanks to my best friend, Eggie, but I came close to drinking bleach when my father told me to "Fuck off", but didn't thanks to her. I have another really close friend, Austin, and he's fine with who I am and I feel wanted for once in my life. I am no longer depressed, but when I say "I love you" to them, I don't mean it... I care about them, hell they're my parents, but they have taught me to not stand up for myself and that I am worthless... I wish there was a way out of this hell. I wish I could tell someone! My friends think I never think about ending it, but that's not true! I believe I'm worthless, regardless of how many times I'm told I'm not! I wish I could just be who I want. I wish I could have been born into a family that cares about my well being! I am shy and introverted, but my family thinks I'm a happy, loud, extrovert! I have anxiety, but I can't tell anyone face to face because I'll break down and crying is weak! I am weak, so why do I hide it? I'm never going to be worth anything! I just wish, that when I closed my eyes and dreamed, that it wouldn't end. That I'd one day wake up and everything will be fine... I just hope god let's things become better...
#depression #wish #listen #help #love #never #friends #parents #hate
I highly resent my oldest stepson and secretly count down the days until he leaves for college in 7 years
#bottling #hate #stepson #college #depression
I 21 year old girl and i masterburate. And for this reason i literally HATE MYSELf. I feel disgust being me. I love Jesus and i know how much pain he endured to take my sin still despite so many promises i lose my self control and watch porn and masterburate. Hate my body my face my life and myself
There's day when I feel 100% and days like today when I want to end it all... I don't know why it's like this or why I tend to get this way but I wish he knew I needed him.
#lonely #hurt #depression
I got a recommendation from Instagram to follow my ex gfs new profile and because I don't care about my mental health I stalked her whole profile and became severely depressed thinking about how much I miss her and still love her. I had a breakdown, cut myself, and cried on the phone to my friend. I'm worried I may never move on from her because I truly feel like she was the only love of my life.
#breakup #relationship #exgirlfriend #breakdown #selfharm #depressed
I am a 26 y/o bisexual female living in the Bible Belt. I've always been equally attracted to both genders. However, I've never acted on any of my female attractions or told anyone about them. I am currently in a 7 year hetero relationship w/ my boyfriend. I love him so much, but I'm falling for another woman. I don't know what to do. I drink alone until I become numb, and the apathy sets in. It's gotten so bad that the numbness, the apathy has taken over my sober hours as well. What the fuck am I supposed to do?
I have aspergers, therefore I'm awkward around everyone. All the time. Truthfully I'm just tired of every conversation. No ones ever gonna love me. Idk that I will see tomorrow.
I came out of a long and dark period of my life, finally on the up and happy. About 7-8 months back i changed jobs to what i now wanna make my career, i also met an amazing person there. I would consider her a good friend who helped me thru some stuff and helped me think things thru differently. Shes everything i ever dreamed of in a woman, smart, funny, aggressive, and down to earth. Most of all she made me feel cared about and that i matter to someone. I thought she would feel the same since we both went thru similar horrors and horrible things and because we get along so well. A month ago i confessed i liked her and she rejected me without a hesitation. Im not upset about that or really hurt.. just bummed. I started to sit back and look at it differently. Shes a one sided friend who really is only concerned about herself and actually doesnt care what im going thru as long as im there to listen to her problems. I come home to a mom who destroyed my family, up to my head in debt, dont have any friends or social skills, and my only best friend decided to walk out of my life 2 months back. Theres more but why would i bore you, picture painted that im isolated from the world living a horrible life. I thought i was happy, i thought i finally got out from the sadness, finally found a friend who genuinely cared about me..
i feel like I don’t belong to this world, i dont think about killing myself but i do think about how much no one would miss me if i did just drop dead. That i would just be a passing thought once and never thought of or missed after. My depression has me gripped by the throat and im struggling
I’ve dealt with these feelings since i was 15(26 now), and i just wanna know what true happiness is, what true friendship is, what true love is. Im tired of being tired, abused, lied to, and taken advantage of
I pray everyday just to feel the happiness i felt when i thought i beat this depression
#sad #depression #unhappy
I confess I am and always will be in love with two women. One who is truly my best friend, partner and the mother of my child. The other is the most passionate, complex and hopelessly broken woman I have ever known.
I am with and will be faithful to my partner. She has stayed by my side through good times and bad. When I see her smile I'm as giddy as I was the day I mustered the courage to ask her out and she said yes, all those years ago. She is my soulmate.
The other was the one who wasn't meant to be. The one who loved me with all her tortured heart. The one I couldn't imagine living without athough I knew I could never be the strength she needed. The one whose soul was crushed along with mine when we parted ways, when I ended our relationship. The one whose perfume I still smell when I pass the spot where we first kissed. Whose sweet voice I'll hear until the day I draw my last breath.
I will always feel I am betraying my partner when the memories of the other push their way into my mind unbidden.
Sometimes I feel like I would die and nobody would even care. A lot of people know I’m depressed and I guess they try and act nice to me about it.
Note: try
I hate the pity they give me and whenever I bring it up, they would always so “no I actually mean it. If you have something to say, you can always tell me” then when I tell them, they look at me like I’m crazy.
You are my first love. I can’t get over you. But you got over me real quick. It’s funny that you mean so much to me but I never meant anything to you.
I use two numbers. I'm on a whole new level of being a single 29 year old male(virgin).
Average looks. 6 feet tall. A little plummy.
Always being friendzoned.
I chat with these two numbers pretending to be a couple.
There. I've said it.
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