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I miss my ex wife. Miss my kids. I’d just quit taking my meds & let body die but they still need me.
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Ever since I was about 14, I knew I was bisexual. Then, when I told my crush that I liked her on my 16'th birthday, she gave a cold slap of rejection. Tears ran down my face that day, and I felt like taking my life. I ran to a private area I found out, and let loose my tears.
Depression runs through my family, and I never told my mom about how depressed I was. I put on a mask to hide behind - pretending to be a happy and carefree kid. Inside, I was deeply depressed, and easily broken at the slightest of yells. I actually remember my mom yelling at me for accidentally knocking down a vase, and when she left tears dripped down my face.
I have attempted suicide at least 4 times already, but all those times I've bailed out. I've tried overdosing on my daily medication, self harm, and even hanging. All those times I could not have done it, yet I still had a pitting feeling of pain in my gut.
I have read several stories online about suicide, and how they were prevented. I've never actually called the suicide hotline, because there was always someone around me. Now, I deeply regret not talking about it to someone, especially my family.
I am older now, midway through College, and still coping through depression behind a curtain. A curtain which hides away my problems from others, but not myself. I have tried talking to the Suicide Prevention Hotline, which has withered away parts of the depression.
#depression #gay #sad #bisexual
I never pee in the first stall of public bathroom because of my claustrophobia. No one knows this. I hate myself for being so afraid... oh well
I'm deathly afraid to let anyone into my life and open up to them. I've been rejected and mocked too many times by people that I thought I could trust to make that mistake another time. I'm so lonely but I would never forgive myself if I let it happen again
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I had these feelings before I found out there was a name for them: Sexual Masochism. I often fantasise about being in pain, and being hurt and raped. I have never been abused in real life and I know I wouldn't ever want to be for real, but something about it turns me on. I can't stop thinking about it now, and I feel like I'm going to explode. I want someone to grab me by my neck, slam me against a wall, and hold a knife to my throat. I want them to violate me and then slowly kill me. I want to be tortured, beaten, raped, and then discarded. I know I shouldn't think about it but I can't stop. I often yearn for a sadistic man who will do these things and more. What can I do? How do I stop?
My boyfriend has a 3 years old daughter who visits us every second weekend. According to friends, her mother is a slut.
Their daughter can do what she wants when she's visiting us. She's his little princess and now he's considering taking her to life with us. And he didn't ask me. I am expecting a child - our first mutual child - and he doesn't feel the need to talk to be about it.
I feel worse each day and I really don't know how to handle this situation any longer.
I try to accept and like his daughter but I can't.
I just realized that I made a big mistake in life. I am female, 19 years old and I think I completely destroyed my whole future...
Couple of months before I graduated from high school, I met a guy in the café I worked at. She were chatting a bit, making small talk mostly, but I really liked the attention a stranger was giving me. I really liked looking at him, he was (still is) a very attractive guy although a bit older. He is 43, has no children and is divorced. I was 17 years old when we exchanged numbers.
I was not worried about his age. We started texting, he called me every night and we talked for hours about everything and anything. We started going out and I fell in love with him quite quickly. And so did he. Everything felt right. He was a real gentleman - corteous, generous and so so attractive.
So now, after my graduation, we are newly married. All of my friends and family told me not to commit to him and not to get married, but I did not listen to them. I was in love. So, I broke off contact to those people who tried to talk me out of it.
I wanted to go to university after high school, get a diploma, travel the world, live in my own apartment. But I moved out of my parents' house, right in with my husband.
Well, I kinda feel totally unprepared for this life as a wife and an adult. (I mean, a wife, at 19!!). I still feel like a child most of the time and I feel inexperienced. I think that is what my husband likes best about me.
Now that the honeymoon phase is over I realized that we have nothing in common. We are living different lives, we are from different times. We do not share any common interests. And he does not want me to go to university or start a job, as he said I should care for our home and be there for our future children. He's already planned having children in the next few years, without talking to me about it.
He is some big shot at the police force, so he earns a lot of money. That is not a problem.
And I can be myself when I am around him, 100 %. And I do love him, but he kind of treats me like a child sometimes.
My family does not want to hear about my concerns any longer, as they say they told me from the beginning. Now I am all alone, with no friends or any social contacts and I know I've driven myself into a corner.
I confess that I am here, bawling my eyes out, listening to sad music, realizing that I have no way out.
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I feel like I cant tell anybody about this so here i am. I feel so incredibly bad for telling people about how i feel because they'll just think its all fake and for attention. But since nobody knows here we go. I hate myself so much, I feel like im so ugly and whenever someone gets to know me i just let them down. And im so awkward i wish i could just stop. And ive honestly thought about killing myself so many times but I dont even know if I actually want to. Everytime I tell someone my emotions they tell me its because im young and its all fake, but what im feeling right now isnt fake. And i'll look back at this in the future and say im so pathetic but right now I need to rant and tell people how I feel. So I guess thats it.
In a relationship but feel lonely.
I am in love with Y*** but he doesn’t feel the same. and i wish the feeling would just go away because i think about him 24/7 while he never thinks of me.
So I had a neighbour until yesterday... He moved out... So here it is we used to come on terrace at the same time and stayed there till one of us left ... We never talked heck we don't even know each other's name but I was getting attached to this routine I mea. We did that for one and a half year but yesterday when he was moving out I cried really hard.... I wanted him to atleast say something but I guess it was just one sided... I knew he was gonna move one day but when he did I literally died inside .... Is it normal am I stupid to get obsessed about this one....
I started having an affair with a guy before he got married. I am married. He didnt really want to marry her but hes a pushover and they have a child and im in an emotionally abusive marriage. She found out a few days ago. I havent spoken to him since and everyone blames me but i love him and he will never really know it.
When I was about 7 I had a friend down the street that was like family because we were so close and one day we were playing house and she forced me to go down on her and went down on me when I didn’t want it (she was about 10 or 11 )
At the time I didn’t know what it was and I forgot for awhile until I learned more about the topic and now it run through my head every day and now I fear sleeping at other people homes
when I was 8 my uncle used me as his sex object. I didn't understand what happened. I told my mum and the family fought with him. I will never forgive him or some of my family members for not believing me. I started touching myself after that. to the point where i cant sleep without doing it. i didnt understand what it was, now i do. now have issues. I don't trust men, I don't love myself and I think I don't deserve love nor being treated in a good manner. being used turns me on. I like when guys treat me like crap and just fuck me and leave. I like being hit, forced, and used. I have never told anyone before. this really bothers me cause I know I deserve love and deserve to be treated well.
I hope that uncle dies and burn in hell for ruining my life!
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In 2018 when I was 13 I met someone on discord. We were really close that we knew everything about each other. One day in the middle of the night she told me that I was a slut and a whore for texting her boyfriend even tho I'm lesbian. And told me that I'm just a fat fucking loser and I should die for what I did. Days after that she messaged me again saying she was sorry and wants to be friends again. I forgave her cause I didn't want her to yell at me again. Weeks later she messaged again saying she wants to end her life and asked for my help. I tried helping her....I tried. For a week I was trying to help her by giving her the hotline number, professionals to talk to, websites she can go to for help but she said no for each one. Then the last day I talked to her she told me that I cant never help her and that I was still a slut and whore. That I need to die with her too. Then she just stopped texting me. All her friends blocked me when she disappeared. At the time I didn't even know if she even did it. I'm 16 now and her ex-boyfriend messaged me weeks ago saying that she was alive and just wanted me to kill myself for a dare......now she haunts me in my dreams. I have depression cause of her, anxiety cause of her.....everything cause of her.
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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.
In 8th grade I started starving myself. I’m a freshman in college now and I still can’t stomach more than 900 cal a day. I weigh 99lb. None of my pants that I brought with me to college fit anymore. I feel like I’m dying.
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