I lost my whole family today in a car acident :/ mom, dad and my lil brother :/ now i have to be the “mom” from my 4 months baby sister ans im only 21 years old. I dont know what to do.. im just in the hospital like hours.. i cant not go back home with my sister.. i just wanna die too :((((( i have no one left :/// my sister is too young to understand and i just fucking cry.. ://///// im not prepared to real world anymore.. and also. Ot prepared for be alone :/// im afraid
Im a 19 y.o girl .. there is that dude we are something like sex friends.. I mean he took me to his place twice .. the 1st time we just make out 4 a while .. but the second time I spent the whole night sleeping on his shoulder.. Then there was my bff bday party when a girl was into him they were flirting but he kept his eyes on me.. He was looking in a beautiful way with so much love as always .. I couldn't dance I didn't dance almost the whole night because they were dancin together and I have no partner .. Though that is not the prob !! The prob is that he doesn't always respond to my texts and don't always text me and leave me on seen.. Okay I got it that in front of ppl he may not talk to me and do like he doesn't even know me because of the hickeys on our necks .. Idk can u help!! I just wanna know why this is so weird .. Why we can't be normal in front of every1 !!
Porn really bores me. I can't last more than 5 mins while jacking off. Sometimes I just quit.
I fucking hate April Fool's Day. I don't know why it's a "holiday". Whatever it started as, it's now just a day for people to see what lies they can get away with and what shitty "pranks" they can pull. It's just a day to be mean. And for people like me who can't tell when people are joking or being serious, and people with social anxiety, this day is hell. I have to stay off the internet and avoid people entirely because I can't trust anyone not to lie to me. But I can't avoid work, and I'm dreading it. My coworkers especially like to mess with me because they know I can't tell when they're being serious. It pisses me off. It's so draining.
I knew this girl back when I had a girlfriend and really liked her. But I never chose her over my girl for a few reasons. Well years later, after my ex and I separated, I discovered I am in love with that other girl, but her current dude wont allow us to talk. Understandable, because even though he used to be one of my best friends, I'd probably try to steal her away. But I plan on moving out of state soon and I think I'm going to let her know how much I love her just before I bounce. Not to take her away, just to let her know.
when you're sad about something, do you just cry yourself harder by breaking out and thinking about multiple of other completely irrelevant sad events/scenarios?? please tell me im not the only one. i feel like a complete drama queen when i do this and i dont know why i do it but its kinda funny
do i even have a purpose in this fucking world if i have nothing to offer
i dont need therapy but i've always been curious about therapists. when a therapist needs therapy themselves would they just refuse to go to one since they already know and can predict the ins and outs of the session? do they come home with an emotional baggage of their clients? how do they deal with it? do they get emotionally attached to their patients? do they learn how to emotionally shield themselves between them and their clients so they won't risk of crying? do they have the urge to cry in sessions? and yeah i get the whole thing of 'professionalsm' and the idea of barricading work and life but if you look at it at a more personal and human aspect it must've taken a toll to their mental health, its kind of ironic. and to think they go by with this on a daily basis like, im just amazed by them and i dont think we give them enough credit
I went to a friends house for a party, one with alcohol and crap. Her 16yr old sister was also there, which I always saw as a sister myself, knowing them for so long. Well my friend let her sister drink, and pretty much everyone got waisted, as usual, except for myself. Well when I took my friends sister to bed while everyone was leaving, the sister begged me to fuck her. I said no and never did, explained to her it'd be better to be sober for something like that on her first time and with someone not 7 years older. Well I sat down to talk to her and she ended up kissing me, and it was a damn good kiss. To this day I regret I didn't fuck the hell out of her.
I've always struggled with taking pills. I know you just swallow the water and the pill should go down with it. But it normally doesn't for me. The water goes down but the pill gets stuck on my tongue. I usually have to hide it in a sandwich or honey bun and try to swallow big chunks without feeling the pill. I know it's a mind thing. If I'm in a lot of pain, it's easier to get it down. I know the pill is going to help me feel better so my brain stops freaking out. If I'm not 100% sure I need the pill, I can't do it. The other night my feet were hurting so much I could barely get up and walk. I got two ibueprofen down with only water. I even got the pills down before they started breaking apart.