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My pathetic story

Posted by anonymous at March 8, 2011
Tags: Attitude  General  2011 March

I've never given anyone a reason to hate me, so why do they?
Im so depressed I honestly just want to die I want to kill myself i cant deal with any of this shit right anymore.
All i want to do s cry, scream, punch someone in the face, cut my eyes out, and be beaten to death. I'm so frusterated. I hate the fact I'm like this. I just want to be "normal". I want someone amazing to love me. I want to be pretty and funny. I want people to love me, and want to be around me. I want to get hit in the face with a shovel and die in a hole.
Why is it when things start looking up shit always happens and ruins it. Why does god hate me. The only thing that keeps me alive is lying to myself that things will get better someday you will be pretty and beautiful. And someone will love you.
I hate how everyone walks all over me and treats me like shit. I hate how I let them.
Somebody just fucking kill me already.
I'm the most pathetic person i know.
It really upsets me when people think of me as a whore. That people think I'm easy. But at the same time, I am a whore, I am a slut, I am easy, but honestly, I do it because I feel like maybe someone cares about me when i get physical. That maybe i mean something to them. That they want to be with me, or love me, Or care about me... It makes me feel wanted at least for a little bit.
I wish i had somebody to love me...
I wish i meant something to someone...
But I don't there's not a god damned person in this world that would want to love and ugly fat piece of shit like me.
So I'll tell you a little bit about my life.
When I was six I was molested by the school police officer. It frighted me, but I never told him, or anyone, because I wanted his approval I wanted him to like me.
When I was eight I got baptized into the church of latter day saints. I've never liked church, and never actually wanted to get baptized either, I just told my parents that for their approval. I tried to do all the things that would make them happy. All I really ever wanted was my parents to be proud of me, show me love, but I guess that was too much to ask for. I feel my whole life I have been neglected by my parents, and family members. Especially my dad, I love my dad but itís hard to love him when he doesn't love me back. I used to try so hard for him to make him happy. He never seemed to notice all the good things I did for him. Instead all he noticed were the bad things, I was constantly yelled at for things out of my control, accidents, or whatever went wrong. I could never do anything right in his eyes. He's never been there for me as a father, he thinks he can buy his love from me, but I could careless about the material things. All I wanted was a father who was proud of me or at least showed he cared about me. My dad was usually only home three or four days out of the week and when he was home he was either yelling at me or beating me and my sisters. I guess the reason I never had a father figure in my life is why I always go for older men...
I was molested again when I was nine by a sisterís boyfriend and his three friends. I don't want to go into depth, but that's when my weight exploded. I'm an emotional eater and I eat whenever I'm sad, or depressed. I was nearly obese, and reminded of it everyday at school. Elementary was a hard time for me, I literally had NO friends.
I was constantly teased, bullied, kids would even throw rocks at me and beat me up. Purely for the reason I was fat. It was a hard time for me, nine was the first time I attempted suicide, I slashed my wrists and tried to bleed myself to death with no success. I had a terribly dysfunctional family, who constantly belittled me and mentally abused me. I was never rude to my family or did anything to provoke them. But still they all hated me and made sure I knew that.
I was so depressed, I was eating so much that my parents sent me to fat camp that summer. That was the first time I really had friends. But the reason I'm telling you this was because of a girl I met there her name was Melanie, we became good friends and when we went home we always talked on the phone with each other, shared secrets helped each other with tough times at school. she always called me, crying, saying that she needed someone to talk to and she needed help. She always called me like this. She called me one night and I was annoyed, I didnít feel like talking to her, I was just being selfish. I called her the next day, she didn't answer. I tried again the next day, she still didnít answer, and the third day I called her house phone. Her mother answered when I asked if she was home she started sobbing and breathing really hard. She replied, "Melanie killed herself two nights ago." She read me her suicide note because she had mentioned me. The line went like this: "Olivia, if you ever read this thanks for always being there for me and being my only friend, I just wish you could have been there for me the night I needed it the most. Love you always."
If I wasn't such a selfish lazy ass, I could have saved my friend from killing herself. This was when I started cutting myself again. I attempted suicide this time I tried to shoot myself. I fired, but no bullets, with none to be found. After that, I tried to hang myself in my closet, but the bar broke. After those incidents I went psychotic, I started seeing ghosts, I started feeling ghosts. They followed me everywhere I went. I saw them everyday they petrified me. I spent days huddled up in corners crying screaming for them to go away. That's when I attempted suicide for the fourth time, I took every pill we had in the house, Advil, Tylenol's, Prescription drugs. I almost succeeded but was put on life support in the hospital. I was then shipped to the insane asylum to be evaluated. They diagnosed me with bi-polar disorder, after staying there for more then a week, lying my ass off to get out. They sent me home with a prescription. I ended up not being able to take them, because it worsened my depression and made me even more suicidal. I was only fourteen.
Well to sum up this year I've been molested 8 times raped 6. I'm self medicated with marijuana, alcohol, and coke. Everyone hates me I'm a failure at school. I have no motivation to get up in the mornings and I just want to die. I fell In love with a 22 year old who keeps leading me on and I know doesn't love me back. I started prostituting to pay for my drugs. Now I'm sixteen with no friends, and no future ahead of me, just a tool for everyone to use for there selfish and personal gain. Everyone hates me, I have no friends. Now that I've got most of that off my chest I'm leaving this world for good. If you see this Mr. 22 year old I love you I always will I wish you loved me like I loved you. You would be the part that could complete my life.
your honey pie.


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By anonymous at 23,Mar,11 21:01

Honey Pie. I strongly suspect that you're lying like hell because it amuses you. However, I don't hate you. Stay away from psychiatrists and their poisonous meds. They are the sickest bastards on the face of the earth and my goal is to capture and disable one and kick them to death. With a smirk on my face as I'm kicking them. Maybe I'll shove some explosives up their ass and blow them up. My version of a lobotomy for psychiatrists since they all have shit for brains.

By at 23,Mar,11 21:18

The truth is no one cares about you. You lie to yourself because you want salvation. Hope is a dangerous thing, you are heading down a path of the crazies. And as a philosopher I think the utilitarian solution is having you kill yourself. You see everyone wins in this scenario. Your future is going to be a mess, you won't have a good job, you will be forever poor, and you will end up getting your ass kicked by a guy who drinks too much and cheats on you behind your back. As for your kids, well they will suffer the same fate as you. Would you like to put more sufferers into this worlds? If you do then you are no different from those who treat you like shit, if not then maybe kids might not be a good idea. But if you kill yourself, then people get a good laugh. The adults will be relieved that the "school slut/whore" is no longer a part of the community. Also your long painful life will be over. Here is one way you can kill yourself, I guarantee you this wont hurt a bit. Go buy some pills (sleeping pills work best, that way the pain is nul), take 1.5X the overdose requirement, this will guarantee death. Now what you should do is leave a letter to your parents and tell them how much you hated them for not being there for you. You might as well leave your mark. Please consider this, if you don't then you are nothing but a coward. Only a coward says "I want to die" and decides not to kill him or herself.
By anonymous at 24,Mar,11 09:51

why don't you kill yourself then impalement?
By at 24,Mar,11 14:02

I'm not the one saying "I wish I were dead"
By anonymous at 29,Jun,12 20:22 Fold Up

U hartless bastard
By anonymous at 18,Jan,13 16:46 Fold Up

You seem like a very smart person from your choice of words, however you are a pathetic loser.

By at 23,Mar,11 21:28

Now that I read more of your long list of bitching. I realized something, this long bitch rant reminds me of how fat you are, I think killing yourself wont be hard to pull off when you will probably die of a heart attack in a few months. You are definitely a coward for cutting your wrists and failing suicide. So let me put everything you put into perspective:

1. You were molested by many guys when you were young, demonstrating how much of a toy you were when you were a child, nothing more an nothing less. That right, a toy.
2. Now you are a useless toy because no one wants to live with a fat fuck like you.
3. Maybe you couldn't kill yourself by cutting your wrists because your wrists are too big. Or maybe your arms are so fat you can't bend your elbows properly.
4. I bet you wear glasses too, fat people tend to wear glasses because their eyes are trying to escape the horrors of your disgusting body.
5. You are a tool, a tool no one wants to screw (hahaha get it?)
6. Melanie should have lived, it is you who should have died. Why? 1. She was probably thinner, 2. her parents cared about her (unlike your parents who let you get fat).
7. In a sense YOU killed her. She needed your help most, and you decided your time wasn't good enough for her. YOU KILLED HER. YOU CAUSED THE PAIN FOR HER FAMILY. REDEMPTION IS AT HAND!
By anonymous at 24,Mar,11 09:52

i am guessing that impalement must be fat and that is the reason for the obsession with fatness.
By at 24,Mar,11 14:07

Actually I weigh at about 140 lbs and I am 5'10 or 5'11, somewhere around there. This makes me slightly underweight. I could prove it by giving you my facebook but you are probably a rapist.
By anonymous at 29,Jun,12 20:23 Fold Up

I hope u fucking kill urself
How could u say that to another hUman being u sick freek
By anonymous at 29,Jun,12 20:25

Implamment should fcking kill himself

By anonymous at 24,Mar,11 03:13

Ok what you need to do is forgive yourself, then forgive your parents, then forgive the others who molested you before. Also stop taking drugs and whoring around - just fuck your 22yo boyfriend all the way! Yes it's easier said than done.

By anonymous at 06,Apr,11 22:01

God impalement, you are a complete piece of shit!!! How can you degrade this person even further than she has described she already has been? On the assumption she's lying??? How in the fuck do you know she's not telling the truth!!?? Go to hell.

By anonymous at 17,Apr,11 22:29

Wow, if this is a true story I am sorry. I wish I could say something that would prove to you that you not only do you have self worth, you are priceless. That means you are one of the things money can not buy. This is a good thing because the best things in life money cant buy. If I were in your shoes, believe me I have been close, I would move somewhere else. A place in only as good as the people in it. The world is a big place. Their are good people if you look. Be strong and learn to love yourself for who you are. That's when you will meet the one who loves you for who you are too.
I swear to god it will happen.

By Matt at 21,Feb,12 03:55

whoever this implacement prick is i would seriously love to bend you over and fuck you fair up the ass like the little cocksucker you are then cave your head in with a god damn baseball bat for everyone one to laugh at on facebook! What kind of piece of shit would say that to this girl?

By anonymous at 18,Jan,13 16:55

I am quite disgusted with some of everyones comments. This girl deserves to be happy, and she deserves to live. Just because someone is telling their story, doesnt mean they are "bitching" and complaining. It takes a lot for a person to talk about tjings such as she did, then again, when you've given up ou just don't care....killing oneself is a permenant solution to a temporary problem(s). Their are ways to find happiness, I'm trying. I hope it hasn't been to late for this girl.
Stop with the hate.

By anonymous at 19,Mar,13 08:44

No one can have that many things go wrong.

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