|Posted by robbie at August 31, 2009|
I definitely do not have it as bad as some people. (after reading some of those stories) Wow! But i am definitely not happy most of the time. Just about everytime I go to Meijers and stand in the line to check out I start to cry. It happens when I am driving sometimes. Everytime I see an attractive girl or couple I get sad. Really sad or worse, mad. For no reason. Imagine crying for no reson at all, or atleast not knowing the reason, in all kind of public places and also at my WONDERFUL house where it is just me and my cats. Atleast I have them. I guess. I wasn't abused when I was growing up and I can't think of any logical reason to be sad. Yet I am. I have major anxiety issues . Just the thought, LITERALLY, just the thought of talking to a girl makes me start to sweat and my hands get all clammy and my minds goes blank and I don't know how else to explain it. It is the, one of the, most uncomfortable feelings I experience or can imagine. I have OCD, Obsessive Compulsive Disorder. And although on a scale of 1 through 100 I am probuly only a 50, maybe 60, it takes me 10 to 20 minutes to leave the house, EVERYTIME I leave the house. And quess what, the more stressed I am or the more of a hurry I am in (both of those , alot) the longer it takes me. So if I am in a hurry and then it takes me longer, then I am going to be even later, and so on. Nice circle. I can't imagine ever having kids because dirt drives me insane, germs too. Kids get dirty and it is p...
|Posted by Nicole at August 30, 2009|
To start hi everyone,
I would like to tell my story about what happend to me with my stepmom and my dad
So when i saw that whore for the first time she was so sweet.
But all that became lesser,lesser and lesser. a little anorexia slut
We started fighting when she was drunk she used to call me a anorexia slut(yes i have anorexia)
but i'm telling you that woman is sick in her head really she dyed here hair black just like my mom and she started liking chihuahua's like i do.
She fixed it that i couldn't go to a concert,talking behind my back.
oh yeah and she's suck a bitch she cheats on my dad and then needs like i don't now 200 from him to go shopping and she's so fat she also thinks she's actually pretty while she's totally not i only go there in the weekend but still she keeps bullying me like that and i do nothing to her!! she's also jealous of every girl she shees and of my because i have a boyfriend!!!!!!!!!!
but one day it was fatal she hitted me on my face and kicked out her apartment when she was drunk and she always have porn dvd's and condoms lying under her bed, when i told my mother about this she wated to beat her up and she still wants to do that she won't give up, i also sleep in a seat in that stinky apartment. my dad even think that's normal how she reacts against me.
Now my dad tells to people, he doesn't want me anymore she can have all my expensive perfume and rings that i forgot there.
and my dad also says that he ...
|Posted by anonymous at August 28, 2009|
I was beaten up while walking home from a party because of my race. I left my vehicle at home because I knew I'd be drinking. While I was being beaten up (probably 15 minutes and we covered a distance on foot of about 250 metres) I sort of lost control of what was going on, and I don't remember it all. A carload of drunks stopped to help me, I freaked out and got in their car, and took off in it. I crashed it into a building. I don't remember any of this, but I do remember the jaws of life prying me out of the damn car and everything after, so obviously it happened. As it turns out, there was conveniently a person in the back of the damn thing, and she got hurt. I don't remember the car stopping, driving the car, or crashing it, so I obviously don't recall her being there when I got in.
I got charged with impaired driving causing bodily harm, over 0.08 and car theft over 5k.
The police wouldn't take my statement without agreeing not to use it against me, so the two guys that beat me up never got charged.
I was angry, and depressed about it all, and I started drinking a lot (I've since quit.) My wife left me.
Friends have abandoned me because of the embarrassment I've caused them in a town of 2300 that doesn't know what really happened. People have told me off in public, and the whole damn town seems to hate me. I've been shouted at across the grocery store dozens of times from the woman in the back of the car: And honestly, I can't blame her, I'd hate me too.
I'm fighting the charges like a dog, because I absolutely believe I am not a criminal, and will probably go broke with legal fees.
Two years later, and the trial is still more than two months off, and will likely be deferred again by the prosecution.
|Posted by anonymous at August 26, 2009|
It doesn't mater what you do, how high you jump or how much you leave of your self behind for the happens of your new family. As soon your step-daughter getís to an age of young adult. You are looked like some kind of freak. I love my daughter very much and it hurts that after 15 years I get tried for just a mist understanding
|Posted by anonymous at August 24, 2009|
My father and mother are together and I have a roof over my head and three siblings. My dad cheats on my mother whenever he gets the chance and treats her like shit. She does nothing to defend herself so we don't either. My brothers are drug addicts since the age of twelve. My sister was raped by her five year old gangster boyfriend at the age of 16. Me well what can I say I was almost raped twice once by my bro and once by my uncle. I have been stalked and almost raped by strangers on the street. I was once beautiful and since these events I have made it my goal for no man to look at me with desire so I gained just enough about 30 lbs and am the ugliest girl now in my opinion that I have no friends. Even though I'm miserable im content with the fact that nothing like this will ever happen to me.
|Posted by anonymous at August 24, 2009|
I grew up in a christian family, but my dad is a fucking hypocrite who thinks that I am his main enemy in the house. I'm a female but he treats me like a bag of shit. He is self-employed but earns shit so my mother has to go out and slave for him. This has gone on for 10 over years. Then he insults her when she is at home, calling her fat and saying her cooking is bad. He thinks he's the most brillant guy on earth who has psychic powers and that people are always treating him awful psychically. He is a crock of shit who reacts to the smallest word. He also made my family pray for his piles. I'm sick of his neediness and when I withdraw, he accuses me of being a selfish bastard. I left church cause I could not go without him saying I was a shitty hypocrite for going. I just feel I have to protect myself from this monster. He talks about his piles, his constipation, his ibs and his medicine all the fucking time. Even at dinner. He never knows when to stop. He never asks how I am doing and thinks of himself all the time. He's a fucking hypochronic. I'm sick of being accused of doing things around the house which I do not remember. He came into my room and accused me (its a shitty accusing tone fuck it) of not putting the dvd wire in the right way. WHAT THE FUCK??? if it bothers u so much just fucking do it yourself. When I said I didn't do it, he started shouting at me and threated to beat me up (yeah, i would like some fucking scars so I can get a protection order against t...
|Posted by anonymous at August 24, 2009|
i lost my job, i have a brother who fucks with stupid broads and i always get caught up in his crap, which currently i live with him and hed rather kick me ouut over FOOD than kick out his skank ass girlfriends. i have a kid on the way no job no money, i have never had my license i have no friends, and everyone who says they are my friend only come around when they think i have somethin from me. i have moved about 6-7 times in the past 2 years, i cant afford college even though i have tried and enrolled, i have no clothes, i barely have a place to stay.the best part of my day is goin to sleep in hopes i DON'T wake up. my mom has never done anything for me, i spent most if not all of my childhood in the custody of the state, so my childhood was spent indoors, i never got to go to parties, or school events, or anything at ALL.i live month to month on my foodstamps.....those who have em know thats not actally possible unless you got like 10 kids. i dont have anykind of income, we just got a 5 day notice to move out and no way to pay the rent and cant get rental assisstance cause the motherfuckers think the 253 dollars per month we get is enough to pay rent.the only real friend i had went to prison only to come out part of the arien brotherhood and now hates me cause im BLACK W>T>F!!!! i live in a filthy house that me and my pregnant girlfriend live in cause i cant find a job. my depression level is through the roof! im really close to just takin my own life just to end my ...
|Posted by anonymous at August 23, 2009|
i want to experience sex and drugs i wanna no y i see people killing themselves wif dope nd shit.. i fuken hate drugs but if u cant fight em join em,,, i wanna get as high as a kyt nd forget bout how much everything sucks. i belive in god but y the fuk would the big man care about sum1 who is fat nd ugly like myself,,,, im truly the walking dead i have lost all my love nd i now hate more than i ever have. i have pushed the self destruct button nd it is stuck in my finger aint coming off it till im dead. YER THATS RITE dead!!!! I HATE U but i hate me more. i hate reality so i live behind the wall, i just feel alone nd sad :(
|Posted by anonymous at August 21, 2009|
Six years ago my wife dumped my 3 month son on me and asked for a divorce.3 years later tired of paying daycare,babysitters and no sex i married a lady that spoke no english.we cannot communicate and she always needs money.this feb.i invested 80,000 in bank and insurance stocks margined out 3 to 1.3 weeks later lost all of it on a margin call.If i could have ridden out till now it would be worth almost 300,000.Ive got horrible luck in every sphere of life.My clotheing business is bankrupt my home in forclosure due to stock market loss.
Got sepsis from apendicitis middle of march.applied for food stamps,public houseing. everyday is hardly worth liveing I hope god heres my cry for help.
thanks for listening
|Posted by anonymous at August 17, 2009|
I thought maybe my life sucked, but after reading these, man I got it made.
|Posted by anonymous at August 14, 2009|
It's not YOUR life that suck's. It's life in general. Their is nothing about this miserable existance that is worth doing. I have a good job, good pay, but who really care's. It dosent make me any happier, im bored to ol hell, and aint nothing God Jesus Buddah or tom fin cruise can do about it.
|Posted by anonymous at August 3, 2009|
well to begin i live in a town i didnt grow up in i moved here after i broke up with my girl and move in with my parents, its been two years and now my girl lives with me in my parents house we have no job a son thats about to be three no friends no money im on probation i get off next month but need 1000 dollars to complete the probation. i did some dirt before i got on this probation and i thinkits gonna catch up to me just as i hopefully get off this case. so if i can get the money im still screwed im a convicted felon and nobody wants to hire me. i dont want to sell drugs or do any dirt anymore because im tired of that life but what kind of life is this. i wake up every morning with no money and nothing to do waiting for next months food stamps because my girls family only come to see her when we have them and end up spending half of what we get. i have no credit no work history i owe money to a college and a couple other places. my licence is suspended so i cant drive anywhere without my girlfriend to take me. icant move because i have no job and no money! im stuck like car with no wheels like a bird with no wings in the desert without water i stepd in shit with no shoes. everyday ihope for something but it never comes im just an ant in an ant farm and God is the kid with a magnifying glass somebody wake me up so that i can get back to my real life
|Posted by Josť Alberto at August 2, 2009|
I am originally from Mexico. Yes, the country south to the U.S. Anyways, I was bullied since first grade. I was so dumb, and I guess that my lack of interaction with people my age made me an easy target for bullies. I'm ashamed of saying so, but teachers in the Mexican public school system suck ass big time. During Fall and Winter they just gave us an assignmet and went to the little teachers' room to drink coffee and only came back till they thought the students were done. They did that during Spring and Summer, but instead of drinking coffee, they drank a limonde or a coke. I remembered that a group of kids always took my stuff away from me, called me names, and even hit me. At some point I was afraid of going to school and yes, I even thought about suicide. All of that went on for about four or five years. When I say "all of that" I mean hard core bullying. After that I only got mildly bullied because I started growing up and was now one of the tallest kids in my class. Yeah, It was one thing that the other kids made bullied me, but the teacher also took the bullies' side. I remember one time. I think it was either in second grade or fourth grade that I had been taking so much bull shit from everyone and I just exploded. I started yelling at everyone, my face got all red, I was crying and throwing things at my classmates, I said every cuss word I knew at the time, and at the end I hit a wall with my head and the impact was so strong that I broke the glass of the window ...