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This is the end of my story.. I used to write and write and write and it'd all come out, Eventually that stopped working. Until a girl happened. This girl was... Unlike any of the others... There were too many of those. Too many to note, and i dont mean that in any trashy kind of way, it just... Ended up being ma...
CSA, GANGSTALKING, LOSS FROM SUICIDE. I have learned much in emotional coping in terms of dealing with the CSA that has crippled me in so many things. I have continued to suffer the psychological and emotional torture that comes from gangstalking. I have lost someone I came to care about as a result of suicide. S...
Who am I?. I've lived my whole life suppressing all of my emotions and personal problems. When I was 6, my mother left China to pursue her career and to better her life. I was left in the care of my father, my babysitter and my aunt (on my father's side). My father has never taken a keen interest in...
Stupid. I've pretty much been distant from anyone for the majority of my life, for some reason people were nice to me, and I was nice to them, and sometimes we'd call eachother friends, but they still never knew anything about me. I'd always lie to my family, I don't know why, I still do...
I wonder if I'll ever have friends. I don't really know how to start. Then again, I'm never sure of anything I do, or say, or write, or think. Except for one thing; that I am just a lonely twenty year old person, as disconnected from others as I can be right now. I know people. Everyone knows people. I have acqua...
I let someone else be my happiness. I met this amazing girl and she opened my world and made me feel like I belonged for the first time in a long time. We met online on a game and her words instantly made me happy. We would play for hours and she was also the last person I talked to before I went to sleep and the first one I talked to...
Leaving the slums. I was raised in poverty. My mother was an addict, I still am an addict. Something about me changed the way I see the world when I was using drugs and drinking. I knew there was more to life than my addiction. My mother was also my abuser. My step mother was my abuser. My father allowed it. I've...
. when you live with someone who really doenst give two fucks about you, and i hear them called me a fucking cunt on the phone, in a private phonecall, i slept away last night, after a scuffle with my friend and physical fight, me self harming, no one giving a shit, i want to leave here, but how, she ...
My life story, then and now. I grew up into a family of 6. I had my dad, my mom, two older sisters (one neing 6 years older, the other, 3 years older), and a twin brother. I don't remember much from when I was younger, I grew up in a small town with farms everywhere up in northern Michigan. On my first birthday, my grandma...
. Last year was the worst year of my life. I fell in love with a man who broke me when I discovered he was only using me for sex while waiting for his ex to get back with him. I'd never been in love before. The pain was so utterly horrific I turned to drink and starved myself. My sister's hu...
break through. Result I got paid, I also came of benefits today, the letter arrived to say we have to move out, it got caught up in the mail, my flatmate still not talking to me, but fuck him, i dont care. I had a nice day with my friend, i did lots of talking, i have eaten, i am tired, i have good people...
Help.... How do I cope with long the situational depression? I used to take comfort in my pet and confide in them but they passed and now I have no one to......
I lost the person I loved most in the world. My bf of a year dumped me last Tuesday. I loved him more than ive loved anyone else. I thought of him before anyone else. He was my first thought every morning. I was mean to him throughout our relationship whenever I felt depressed or insecure. I've been battling these problems for a while, bu...
. I honestly feel as though my life is going no where, I have no job, no girlfriend or even a real social life. It feels as though I cant stop masturnbating or do anything.consistently. I lack descipline to follow with most things....
I'm never going to be enough. Its been three years now, since my dad died. He was on hard drugs, I watched him deteroate mentally and physically. I was seventeen then, his sudden death crippled me to the point of where I had attempted to kill myself multiple times but was not sussefull. I would take boxes of panadol because I d...