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my mom and dad are both starting new families, getting married, having kids, moving etc, right as I’m starting college. My dad didn’t contact me for my recent 18th birthday and my mom forgot until 6 pm. I really felt forgotten and worthless in that moment.

My ex told me I didn’t deserve love. And that’s why my parents abused me. Because even they didn’t love me. But the worst part was that I stayed with this person for another three months; because they convinced me I couldn’t get any better.

I've never thought that I would ever be this hungry for human warmth. Time keeps flying and I feel colder everyday. I'm literally screaming "someone please just hug me" at a wall because there's nobody listening. I cry every night until my head hurts and I can feel how I'm going insane. It's horrible.

My mom got cancer and my friends abandoned me because I couldn't hang out They've stopped talking to me outside of school, they bully me and tease me constantly on things I cant change. At this point im sure that if they saw me on the side of a bridge they'd push me of themselves. . I'm not going to make it to 18.

This is such a small fucking thing and I feel so bad about it. We have to move houses and i can't bear the thought of not having this room anymore. This room is where I hid from everyone and everything and got depressed and sad and cried and allowed myself to feel whatever I wanted to feel. This is where I did not have to put a brave face on and now I have to leave it and I just can't do it. It's just a fucking room and I can't let go of it that's how fucking weak I am

people say there's help but there really isn't. I tried to get help, I was denied, I tried talking to my mother about how I wanna kill myself she told me that she doesn't wanna have to give up her job to look after me. I brought up self harm and she told me that it was all about getting attention. I have no one to turn to, most of the time is spent crying and thinking about death I'm fucked up

I'm not depressed but I've come to the point where if I'm happy for a day, I feel bad about it because when I'm sad I have the comfort of the fantasy that I could end my life whenever I want to and not having that on a happy day fucks me up so much

i have no real friends. i have people i can talk to, but never about anything important. i can’t relate to them about anything, and they make me feel like shit. they’re wonderful people, but my personality just doesn’t go with theirs. i’ve never felt more alone in my entire life. i truly have no real friends. it’s bringing back all my mental health issues that i finally got rid of. i’ve tried branching out, i’ve been trying for years and nothing’s stuck. i feel hopeless and pathetic. idk.

I have c’est la vie carved into my thigh, it basically means shit happens and I found it hilarious when I did it, no one in my life knows :)

Tomorrow I have a paper due about something that makes us happy about our family. I was almost done with it and only had the conclusion to finish. I decided to write about my kitten and how she makes me happy even when my family fights a lot. Today my kitten died.

i am unable to talk with others about my problems and what's going on in my head. I physically can't rely on anyone, I can't share my sadness, I just can't. I'm so lonely, I just want to die.

I have such a low opinion of myself that I am shocked by the idea that someone could take in interest in me. So when they show an interest I fall for them so quickly. But when they leave, which thy always do, I realise I was always in love with the idea of someone being able to love me, rather than the person themself

I can't do anything. I'm unmotivated about everything and I have no idea what to do with my life. I'm so scared of the future I just want to kill myself before I have to deal with it. I'm completely untalented and when I tell teachers my problems they say what are you good at? Nothing. That's the problem! It's not like I'm even a good person. I'm selfish and even when I try and convince myself that I'm not I know in the back of my mind I am. And my own head drives me crazy! Why won't it just end

Why is not killing myself so HARD.

i'm so sad and tired, i feel like dying is the only way to get stop this feeling.

I held my mother's hand when she died a month ago. The funeral is on Saturday and my dad might not even show up to the funeral, cause he has another one to attend to. I'm only 16.

the only time i really feel like my girlfriend means it when she says she loves me is when she says it drunk. i constantly feel like im drowning in full view of everyone and no ones bothering to throw me a floaty or a rope or anything.

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