#needed to talk

[leadmetothewolves]

havent been here in a long time. not feeling good. started taking abilify in december. got a rash and psychiatrist told me to keep taking it. rash got worse so i stopped taking it anyway. been a week and rash almost gone but kinda wanna kill myself. not sure if related.

[sulusparkles]

Listen guys,

Can we just not make fun of people for their interests? Like really? Like especially family. Like please don't call you little sisters favorite TV show dumb or your big brothers math books nerdy. Like I get it 'thats just family' or whatever bullsh*t you wanna shove down my throat but seriously, it gets to them. Sometimes I physically have to force myself to do things I enjoy because all my interests are a huge joke. "Oh you're doing *that* again? Haha of course you are." Or "God I don't know why you like that so much. It's stupid."

If I feel like I don't have things to do, i go into big depressive states where I can't eat, I can't shower, I can't clean, because I can't enjoy things. To feel motivated to do important thing I have to be able to feel enjoyment in something and if you take that away from me, you take away a lot more than just that one thing.

Yes, I love Harry Potter, yes I love star trek, yes the first thing I do when I come home (if I don't have anything more urgent to do) I jump on Zelda: Breath of the Wild. So what? Is that really so funny? I don't see the joke and I don't see the point in trying to find a joke in other people's happiness. So please just stop.

[isabelslightwoodsss]

So, I kinda finish the prologue of the Dark Side of the Moon but I don’t know. Should I post it ? Or not ? English isn’t my first language but I’m afraid to make mistakes and pretty sure it’s bad.

Idk, idk. What should I do ?

[hello12-67-31]

Hi.

Hi!

I wish I could tell you my name.

The truth is I have a lot to say and I wasn’t really sure who to say to.

So welcome.

This blog isn’t about me… well maybe just a little. The truth is our generation I feel is being played a bit.

I want to the place where people can come to rant whenever they want about whatever they want.

If you feel you have been wronged, tell me, tell the world.

I’m a high schooler like many of you are. Being defined by my grades rather then my character. 

A stand needs to be taken. 

Maybe this blog will be nothing. Or maybe it will be something. 

Either way. 

This is the beginning so welcome. 

[darlingliampayne]

i just need to know that its going to be ok. the doctor told me that i should talk to someone. that what is going on in my head, is bad enough to the point where i need to talk to someone. and im scared. and i haven’t decided if i am going to. and i just feel like this is a horrible thing being told that i need to see a therapist. but it isn’t. its not a bad thing getting help. but im still scared. i just need to know that its going to be ok...

[bastardizedmilk]

I feel like punching a wall

[seraphix]

I create elaborate worlds and detailed people Because I'm very lonely

The comfort I would get from pretending I was something stronger than I am surrounded by people better than anything I've experience It made me feel at home I got so addicted to creating these better lives at a young age where problems were created and solved in a swath of color or a scattered typing of words That I quickly became repulsed by the reality I face when I put down the pen I'm very lonely So I've built myself friendships with monsters and killers and beasts who can still love me because I'm their creator I've created worlds where I could walk down the road unknown or have masses of people bowing at my feet. Each life and experience and creation has pertained to the emptiness I feel at that moment. My creativity became nothing more than a experimental bandage that still held down my festering rot. And I'm still rotting. But from this rot I've been cultivating and growing something bigger and more beautiful than I ever was.