Dear you... Yes you... I love you... Don't leave me... Don't overdose on those pills.... don't let her get to you... You are my best friend... If you leave, I leave too, you know that. She is just... I don't know, not a good person. A good person wouldn't leave someone as hurt as you to try to do this over and over again. I'm sorry I keep refusing to get help. It scares me so much I don't even know why... It just does. Don't kill yourself. I love you too much. So many people care about you... you can't tell. What about your little sister? You're such a good big brother. If my brother was half as sweet as you are to your younger sister than I probably wouldn't hurt as much as I do. I'm so sorry you are hurt. If I could take it all away... [Read More]
Tags: Suicide, Best Friends, Suicidal Friends, Scared, Lost, Broken, Life, SufferingShe's an innocent little girl named Natasha who grew up with no one and nothing. Her mother didn't have time for her or her sisters. Her mother had time for drugs and sex. She was 4 and she was confused. She asked God everyday why her mommy didn't love her. Natasha asks her mommy why she doesn't love her and her mother says "Because you're worthless! You're ugly and disgusting and you're not my kid!" Natasha just cries, she doesn't understand why her mother says the things that she says. She's cold, hungry and scared. Her mother never feeds her or her sisters. Instead her mother sits there and eats in front of them, making her and her sisters smell the food but if they try to eat it, they know they'll get beat,so they go to bed starving. Natasha stinks and is extremely dirty. Her mom didn't pay any... [Read More]
Tags: Sad, Sadness, Broken, Sad Story, Pain, Painful, Hurt, Help, Hopeless, Alone, Crying, Confused, Cutting, Giving UpI can’t handle it anymore! I whispered desperately out into the darkness of my room, and threw away my phone. I had been through so much during the last days, this was the last straw! I felt like I had been raped… I had tried to commit suicide earlier in the week, but I had called a friend that talked me from it, but now, that wasn’t enough anymore… Nothing could save me now… Nothing. I went over to the cabinet where I kept my clothes and pulled out a hidden drawer, despite being half blinded by tears I could still see what I was looking for, it was gleaming in the weak light in my room. I picked it up and tried to see my reflection in it… My pride, my blood stained pride. A big Sami knife was resting in my hands, its blade covered in dried blood.... [Read More]
Tags: Sad Love, Lost, Lost Love, Broken, Suicide, Suffering, Pain, Secret, CuttingHere is a true story about a heartbreak that I'm still getting over. A little over a year ago, about September of 2011, I met a boy named Tony. He was extremely handsome, funny, and popular. I liked him, but he could be arrogant sometimes. A couple months later we became friends (not super close, though) and starting talking/texting. In the hallways, he would say ''hi'' to me, we'd sit at the same lunch table, and we joked with each other occasionally. In about May of 2012, Tony asked me to video chat with him. With me liking him, I obviously agreed. We flirted a lot, and learned more about each other; He even called me beautiful! Once we were done video chatting, I felt amazing. I couldn't believe he had called me beautiful. But once we went back to school, things weren't so amazing. He was avoiding me at... [Read More]
Tags: Heartbroken, Heartbreak, Pain, Agony, Suffering, Unloved, AloneI used to think about you for 2 years since I saw you for the first time. You were always there, staring at me & have special behavior; and it made my friends derided you & think about that what is wrong with you. Were you really in love with me????? My friends thought so. Every where in our school was a debate about you & I ; because you were very special. But I just thought, How can you love me when I'm a religious person & you don’t seem so ; and also I had no wonderful beauty &attract ? ….. We never talked or contacted since the first for 3 month. The day after “new year’s holidays” at school, suddenly 2 of my friends came to me and called me with excited voice. I asked them what is wrong and they conducted me by themselves. When we... [Read More]
Tags: Betrayal, Sadness, Depression, Selfish, Suffering, SuicideIf you listen to me speak, you'll never hear me say 'my home'. You won't hear me say that. You'll always hear me say my house. Home is where you feel most comfortable. House is where you live. I feel most comfortable in my tae-kwon-do studio, so I call that my home. My house, I get screamed, yelled at. All the blame is pushed upon me. It's always my fault. No one cares when I break down. I've learned to control that. I've learned to fake a smile, pretend I'm happy. Everywhere. then at night I sob about my depression into my stuffed pikachu. Sad? Yeah, it's pitiful, especially for a girl who acts so strong, like nothing fazes me. I feel sad and angry and depressed. But no, I can't tell my parents. They'll shrug it off, or yell at me for being too sensitive. yes, my parents. Mother... [Read More]
Tags: Hurt, Death, Depressed, Pain, Alone, Suffering, SadThe hardest thing on being a lesbian for me is not that I wouldn't be accepted among my peers or my society. But when I'm in love with my own best friend. My religious yet spoiled friend. Whom I used to hate because she annoyed me very much, so in order to keep her away, I terrorize her into fearing me. But then she reached out to me, became my best friend, and now I love her. She knew I was gay, but she wasn't afraid of me because she believed, I wouldn't take advantage of my own friend, and so, I wouldn't love my own friend. But then I realized I was lying, I loved her very much. I realized how much I loved when we were at the last year of high school. I tried my best to keep her by my side, to spend the last time... [Read More]
Tags: Love, Teen, Self Harm, Lesbian, Unspoken Love, Sad, SufferingI could never tell how much I loved him.......... It has been almost 3 years now ..... I still have not been able to tell him how much I have loved and still love him. Now it is coming to an end, he will move in two months .... 2009 during the autumn the year I started studying at university, that's when everything started. I saw him in the school cafe he passed by me with his tea in his hand. I stopped and watched him constantly, in seconds and I felt that he will be the guy I will love for the rest of my life, I felt that my heart was going to stop, it was like love at first sight ..... The days weeks and months passed, one day when me and my friends were over a coffee in a cafe, I saw him come in and... [Read More]
Tags: Unspoken Love, Sad, Silent Pain, Suffering, Hurt, SadnessLove is such a big word, yet used in such various ways. Its a word someone can abuse or can be used to give life. Its waking you every morning and knowing that the beautiful sun will kiss you in the face and the birds will orchestrate the most beautiful song that I deserve. When love hits you, you don't see it coming yet you don't feel it coming. It comes to move you and shake the very essence of existence you hold dear. Can you breathe under water, probably not. Can you fly without wings? You cant.... Now, can you feel pain in love? That's the question i ask myself everyday. My roommate Pauline was my high school best friend. We went to college together and shared an apartment together. She was my sister that i have always wanted. For 2 years, my life became an song on repeat.... [Read More]
Tags: Breakup, Heartbroken, Pain, SufferingOnce upon a time there was young lady. This lady had experienced more pain than most her age. At 21, many viewed her as having a mindset of a sixty year old. Many complimented her on being so mature, so independent, yet, no one dared asked why she was the way she way. This is her story. At five years old Megan* saw her first snow. She remembers it clearly because not only was it her first snow, it was her first truck ride. You see, Megan and her family took at trip with their step day to Washington, to drop off his freight. (he was a semi truck driver) Megan was only five, but she couldn't get over the beauty of the snow flakes flowing around her. Megan was five, and she couldn't help see the magic in the trees. Megan was five, and she couldn't understand why her... [Read More]
Tags: Abuse, Step Dad, Family, Suffering