im getting very close the idea of taking my life day by day.
Is anyone else in a relationship with someone that swears loves them and doesn't want anyone else but constantly slips about wishing things would have gone differently with their ex? I hate feeling like a second option, I hate even more loving someone that constantly says stuff that makes me believe that and turns around to tell me how I'm the "most attractive person in the world". Is it so wrong for me to just want to single and left alone and yet to be so afraid of actually being left alone forever?
I am 18 years old. My father sexual abused me when I was 12 and my mother allowed it to happen because she couldn't stand to be on her own and get a job. I think about I everyday, but I can't tell anyone about it. I don't have a job and my parents don't believe in therapy. I went off to college last year and it was great. But now that Covid moved all of my classes online, I'm back living in the same room in the same bed that I was abused in. I'm going crazy.
I think have friends but I barely ever talk to them anymore and I'm just getting more and more sad I hate myself I wanna die I dont wanna go to heaven or hell I just wanna not exist i wish I wasnt born. my family doesnt even like me and wants me gone ive destroyed nearly every good relationship ive had im useless. I used to have dreams and goals I wanted to be a comic book artist but I can barely draw anymore the things ive been working towards were for nothing I dont know what to do I just wanna die
i enjoy reading your confessions guy but sometimes i dislike it because of incest stories. i wish its the same person lsol
I wish God would just take me already.
Sometimes I want to die because I can't have self control with food. And that's delaying my weight loss goal. I can't focus on my daily program..any helpful ideas?
im not ok tonight, my anxiety and depression has got the best of me and i just want to run away. but i cant. i have a husband and children to think of. i want out. i just wish i could switch off
When I get too sad, I pretend to kill myself to feel better. I get my bottle of pills and imagine myself swallowing each one. I lay down in bed with my cat and close my eyes, sometimes crying myself to sleep. Knowing that my life could end at any moment comforts me beyond belief. I always feel better in the morning.
I hate my life. Things made sense when I was on tour overseas. Things made sense there and I knew who I was and what my purpose was. Everything was real. Now everything is grey and I don't have any value.