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People change

She broke up with me 3 weeks ago. I took all our memories and returned it to her. She found someone new. It hurts. "Such is life", people say. Everybody says that time is needed. What they don't...


Depressed, anxious, uncertain, nervous, and angry

Hey! i'm bellamy, and i'm here to just get some stuff off my chest. thanks to everyone who reads this. i was diagnosed with depression sometime between eight and seventh grade (around the a...


Nothing to fear but fear itself

The truth is I'm scared, I fear being consumed, of becoming ill again.  I just wish I could live without the worry of depression and anxiety creeping up on me. When I'm tired, when I'm full of energy, when I'm stressed, when I'm not stressed its always there in the background. I spent a long time denying my depression, refusing to accept it for what it was. It was onl...


I remember it clearly

I remember it clearly. We both had smoked a little weed that night and decided to just lounge around. After an hour of great sex, we both were hungry and decided to eat. I was in the kitchen making sandwiches and he was at the table attempting to roll his first joint. I brought over our plates and kneeled down beside him to watch him work. Both knees on the floor and my hands and chin on the edge...


There's Not Much To Say

I don't have much to say My birthdays' in three days I just took a belt real tight Put it 'round my neck tonight That makes three times in two days And yet, I still feel like a slave There are bruises on my neck tonight And no, I don't think I'll feel alright But that's the end to my little story  Yes, I know it's a little bit gory...


I want out!

This is the repost of a similar reddit post. Someone told me I should bring it here so here it goes:   I havn't really fully shared this story with anyone, only bits of a confession, that one time I got drunk. My first memory is the day of my birth. The doctor injected something in my buttcheek and i got to see my grandparents for the first time. I don't, however, remember seeing my parents that day. Maybe it's for the best. Maybe my brain rejected the image of my mother or maybe this is just some dream I had before I could remember anything. In any case, this is of no relevance. My next memory is of my mother slapping and insulting me when i was very youg(2-3, as I hadn't been sent to the kindergarden yet). This pattern will repeat itself through most of my ...


Hello everyone , I will tell you all my story , and What my problem is at the very end. So please feel free to skip whatever you like to skip . I always remember my father to come home drunk and have a fight with my mother , at the age of 10 my brother left to chase his dream of playing football (soccer) in another city , that left me with all these fights on my own - my brother was 16. When I wa...


Blog extract explaining depression

So it’s 10:36 pm and I’ve just finished watching the third episode of Thirteen, it’s a great series but for the purposes of this post that’s irrelevant. Regardless of how spect...


Her

The anxiety from seeing her has gone away, I still remember what she did. How can she feel happy with herself after that? She was so hurtful towards me the constant insults in public. Yet when we were...


Graduation Love

I'm going to prom with the girl I love and want to take our flirty relationship to the next level after a good prom. She has a 10% chance of going to the same school as me and a 90% chance of going to a school 4 hours away. Do I stand a chance and is the 4 hour distance manageable? I have a solid chance of transferring if we get serious....


The worrier

'Your just a worrier!' People would often say this to me, to the point where I believed this to be true. I often worried a lot about a lot of things, I often lost sleep and sent myself into high anxiety over things I found difficult like learning to drive and going to the dentist eeeek! However nothing could quite prepare me for the anxiety I felt on being pregnant and haiving my daughter and the extreme anxiety and desperation I would feel being a new mum and what comes with it. It all began to slowly simmer with me when I sadly suffered an ectopic pregnancy and we lost our fist baby. I felt totally lost and hated the uncertainty that this brought, it made me question my whole ability to be able to carry a baby and made me believe I had done something that meant I was unabl...


Finally got the strength...

One night my roommate talked me into drinking with her. My best friend hadn't been texting me back all day about our plans so I said yes. I am a lightweight and got drunk while she just laughed. Well after talking about my best friend and what to do she convinced me to go over there and tell him I loved him. Well it didn't take a lot of convincing because I was so far gone. I never got t...


Am i Mentally Unstable?

Hello, I wanna ask that am i really mentally unstable?I feel like i am alone, and i cry alotttttttt over a little things.My mood changes very rapidly that i pushed all the people away from me, but Sometimes, I want them back in my life without hurting anybody... I dont have any hopes for future, I like dark places where i cant see people and world so i cant hurt them andthey cant hurt me.My mood j...


Til meth do us part.

I am meth. I will take away everything you hate at first. I will numb all the pain and emptiness you feel inside. As soon as you’re content with that, I will start taking away everything, If you have children or family you love, I will destroy them. Eventually, you’ll be forced to choose between drugs and what you love. You can’t have both. Take a look in the mirror, you won&rsqu...