|Posted by anonymous at July 24, 2010|
i dont see the point in living. there is no such thing as happiness in this world its bullshit. life is full of disappointments. innocent people die every single fucking day for no reason. i really dont understand what the point of being alive is there is no point. who put is in this world and gave us these fucking thoughts life is stupid
|Posted by anonymous at July 23, 2010|
lets just start out by saying im fat... and extremely ugly i dont have any boobs and cannot even wear a trainning bra. bear in mind i am 18 and never had a boyfriend i am 354 pounds i was asked to prom by a gorgeous guy but after buying a new dress and getting ready for the greatest night of my life ... he never came. my kancales are bigger than my non-existant ass. i see no point to shave my 6 inch pubes because im never going to get laid and even if i wanted to its practically impossible to see down there. i constantly smell like tuna and no one in school will appoach me. i have contemplated killing myself but my thick skin makes it hard to cut myself, so instead i entertain myself by eating 1 gallon of cookie dough ice cream every night. i would like to lose weight but the ice cream is the only thing keeping me alive. the kids in my neighborhood write fatass on my already shitty car and leave dog crap in the drivers seat and because i cant see past my flat chest i always sit on it.
|Posted by craig at July 23, 2010|
my life sucks. im in my early twenties and finished college. I used to have friends, now I have none. I fell in love with a girl but of course she is not a US citizen and had to leave the country becasue of her visa and now really can't get back here in any feasible time. I don't know what I want to do with my life, I'm living at home with my parents and have no social life. No girl and no social life. This sucks.
|Posted by anonymous at July 23, 2010|
Life sucks because if you don't do it right THE FIRST TIME, you're pretty much screwed forever and ever. You have pretty much one chance to have the nice easy life you dream of, and if you mess it up, you'll struggle every day after that just to be okay.
If you're young and reading this, please just play it safe. Go to any college, community, whatever, and get a degree in something that will directly enable you to get a job, like computer science or business or graphic design or something like that. If you can't go to college, learn a bunch of crap about computers, smile your winning teenaged smile at a likely looking employer and get hired anyway.
Do not fuck it up. Take the easy safe way. Once you have a bunch of money saved up, THEN, and only then, do whatever it was you wanted to do, or dream of doing, or whatever.
Unless that is, you want to spend the next 10 years eating mac and cheese, struggling to pay for all the crap life seems to require to be reasonably tolerable, and dressing in the same clothes you wore, well, yeah, 10 years ago.
I'm 28, and just designed a massive data entry web site FOR FREE, because you know, I'm just an intern. After I deal with all the emails I get about the site and requests for additional work, I eat something cheap, smoke something cheap, and ignore all the OTHER emails from everyone who wants to know when I will pay for this or that, and then I reply to the other emails and phone messages for jobs I've applied to -- grocery stores, temp agencies, coffee shops.
It could and would suck worse if most everyone else in my life would stfu. The only person I want to hear talk is my best friend. Everyone else just wants something I can't give, like for me to pay my credit card bill or something. JESUS.
|Posted by anonymous at July 23, 2010|
Life sucks because you pay for mistakes you made in the distant past, like speeding tickets and psychiatric hospitalizations that seemed like the only option at the time. While you're pulling yourself back together, you're paying for all this stuff that it seems like another person did, and even if YOU know you're doing okay, everyone else just seems a poor, thin, constipated person who can't buy much beyond groceries and the occasional laxative, and sometimes they just can't help reminding you what a mess you made THREE YEARS AGO. Yes, thank you for reminding me, but I really had not forgotten. Life is balls.
|Posted by anonymous at July 23, 2010|
1. My sister 2 little sisters both get all the attention the youngest is 3 and the other one is 13 a year younger than than me, but i am constantly hidden in there shadows as they get all the attention.
2. My parents have split up and i just get thrown around at each of there houses as if i have feelings or cares in the world.
3. My friends a i like all my friends but they are just sometimes full of crap they say one thing to your face then back stab you and it just get me upset.
4. I wanted to go to my friends house to sleep but i am not allowed because i have to tidy my room even thou it's my sisters mess, my sister gets a call off of her friend saying do you want to go out and she were allowed and i just got stuck locked in my bedroom with no life.
I am only 14 and it feels like my life is over and i just feellike runing away or something worse but i remembered my friend doing this she hated her life then killed herself, i miss her loads but dont understand why she wouldnt tell me
Now i no how she feels, i feel like doing the samee...................
|Posted by badluck at July 23, 2010|
I have been jobless for 6 months. My dad broke his leg due to a car accident, while my mum is also in the hospital because of a tumor in her brain. My girlfriend borrowed ten thousand dollars from me and then disappeared without a trace. Later I found that there was another man, also dating with her, also lent her some money! I called the police but nothing happened so far. Just this morning when I walked out from supermarket some naughty kids threw milkshakes to my shoes. I typed "life sucks" in Google and found this website. Life really sucks !!!
|Posted by Seb at July 23, 2010|
My life sucks.
I'm antisocial and whittling away my summer playing Garry's Mod, Team Fortress 2, and Modern Warfare 2. I desperately want to hang out with my friends (of which I have a surprising amount, considering I have aspergers) but I have no idea how, seeming like the social giant I was during school.
I'm going to a completely different high school from most of them, and the few friends I can at least somewhat relate to are total dicks.
The one girl I had a chance with has moved across the country, and she has turned lesbian. I knew her for three years and never got close enough to her.
I am the reason my mom's life sucks, seeing that I can't make sure my rampant sisters stick to what they were doing and thus, there's always something wrong with the house when she comes back AND I can't make sure my obese little sister doesn't eat while mom's gone.
My sisters are even worse, they both have anger issues and eat EVERYTHING and always make ME do the household chores. My obese sister asks if she can play CoD (her five hour-turn was up), I said no because I'd only played for one hour AND she said she didn't want to play anymore, then she starts bitching at me because she'd "only played for two hours and asked you to play FOR me" (she's also a chronic liar) and then tells me to hang out with my friends and get a life (which I want to do but have no idea how) and unplugs everything.
I have only resisted suicide because I actually have some caring acquaintances and I have a pain phobia.
|Posted by guy in middle of the hell at July 22, 2010|
I have that sucks family
my father is not educated well , the way he deal with people is totally different combaring with us .
He is use Violence against my mom mostly , he do not rspect th family member pravicy
in fact , he once stool my money after he hits me because I leave the home for just 2 houres
and that how life sucks
|Posted by NEED ANWSERS ! at July 22, 2010|
Ok my parents are divorced,and they live in different states.But my dad seems to only care for my step-mom.But now I want to live with my real mom in Ohio.My dad since I have braces I cant,now can he stop me from moving here if my mom files custody for me? I really don't like it back there even tho I have a lot of stuff but barely any love from my dad.I only care about my mom now,she gives me love,and cares for me.Please someone help !
|Posted by Monster at July 22, 2010|
Well, where do I begin.
My father was an alcoholic. He abused my mother and me. He once beat me to the point I stopped breathing. I was dead for about a minute. Nobody knows if he raped me because my mother worked 3 jobs and I was alone with him. Than one day he decided he's gonna try to kill my mother. I had to watch him choke her and punch her in the stomach.
We moved after that. My mother got tired of him beating us. And just when I thought it was over. My father gets out of jail and starts stalking us. He tried to kidnap me.
My mother married another abusive man. He use to tell me I'm a stupid Bosnian bitch and a piece of shit. He was an alcoholic too. For years, all I heard was screaming and shouting. My mother has mental breakdowns every few years because of the stuff she went through. So one day she told me to go kill myself.
So I took a bunch of pills and my step-dad the damn alcoholic didn't say anything just watched me swallow a bunch of pills. Doctors told me I have severe depression, OCD, anxiety, anger problems, and severe mood swings. I'm only 13 but doctors told me my brain is that of a 17 year old.They also told me that i don't remember my abuse or rape because my brain shut down, and one day its gonna open up and I'm gonna see all them bad memories.
& a few months ago my brothers friend sexually assaulted me. I have horrible self esteem. I act like a slut to get attention sometimes because I can't get it any other way.
And that's not even half of it.
Yeah, all this in only 13 years of my life. My life sucks.
|Posted by Kelly James russell at July 21, 2010|
Small town northern Minnesota have been through an excruciating painful existence. Poverty stricken, criminal record, alcohol abuse, smell like a shit bag because I am not taking care of myself. I live, anxiety-ridden, with little or no social contact, everyday. Read books, but living on SSDI, which is not much and it is taken away everytime I go to jail for 30 days or more, on probation, no children, no job, no hope. Life is truely blightful, because I did it to myself, and hurt someone I was married to but was not man enough to go be the husband she needed. This is a legimate posting, I hurt so fucking bad inside.
|Posted by not sure at July 21, 2010|
Well first off it is summer time and everyone is all out doing things while I'm stuck at home. I don't have many friends and the friends that i do have , they either have other things to do or other friends to go hang out with. My mom and dad work kinda long hours so when they get home i would love to talk or spend time with them but they kinda just ignore me. So i feel i'm basically alone all the time and I'm tired of it. I just wish i knew what to do. I'm only sixteen and hopefully getting my license soon so i can atleast drive around
|Posted by Rose at July 21, 2010|
I am not dea as the title makes you nthink I was in a Air craft that crashed with supply drop and we crashed in Iran. My spine was broke and now I am in wheel chair. I can't walk anymore my duaghter wil not take care of me anymore. I have paraliyzed from the waist down. I can't do stuff for myself or well It ha been sense my duaghter thinks that Serving my country was my down fall I served proudly. I have did what i did with the stregth nI had before the accident. I was held by the Iranrainaian s for two days and some diplomats came and got us out I can work due to my injury. I can't evn drive car. I have hadicap van that my sister drives me to doctors appoint ment in. I am now 37 this when I was 34. I had when I was a teenager of 16. I fifnished school and joined the army to pay for college. My dreams of being a doctor have died. My life wil never be the same.
|Posted by anonymous at July 21, 2010|
I have four best friends.
One is falling into drinking and sex.
One has divorced parents and her father is having a baby with his new wife. She is being neglected.
One has a father who has fallen into a porn addiction. She flat out told me that she has never felt loved by this man.
One has a mother who is a straight up alcoholic and had an affair with a teenager.
I'm the good girl. I'm the severe Christian with the intense relationship with God. I also have a genetic depression. I used to cut and considered suicide way too often.
|Posted by Tom at July 20, 2010|
I donít know where to start. Itís never been and easy life for me. When I was a kid my father had an accident that left him paralyzed from the waste down. I basically grew up poor white trash. I was the definition of a loner. I had teachers tell me I couldnít go to a good college w/o money. Needless to say I became incredibly cynical. Cynicism that rivaled that of a 45 year 3 time divorcee and I was only 18. There is a lot more to to my past but that stuff doesnít really bother me. Well it does but I accept it. About two years ago I was browsing the wed and I stumbled up upon this message board where this woman posted a thread pertaining to her lack of sexual experience. But in her thread she sounded just like me. A huge pothead that loved to read and watch Baseball and was also insecure about being a virgin. So I signed up for this board just to reply to her, which I did and finished off with too bad you donít in NY we could get together sometime. Turns out she was from the Bronx while I was from Queens. We proceeded to talk on AIM. That became talking almost everyday for 2 years. A lot of times all night and even all day at work. I could never get her to go out though. I should of known though she warned me of her neurosis, maybe I should of known better but I didnít care. My entire life I wanted to meet anyone relationship or just friendship wise that was as dorky, lame, and prudish as me. She was my big dork. She wasnít some girl that I wanted to date, she became my b...
|Posted by Lissie at July 20, 2010|
I don't know if it is a chemical imbalance, or how I was raised, or if it is just who I am, but I have always been filled with rage. I live in a constant state of anger that has never gone away. Every day I wake up and eat that sugar-filled, over-processed junk that passes for cereal while I watch TV. And TV just pisses me off. I am exposed to the raw stupidity of man before I have time to even get dressed for the day. I am bombarded with images of anorexic air-brushed models and told I have to look like one of them. When I finally go to school I am so angry I am seeing red and ranting during the walk there. During school I try to be the comedian. I am always cracking school-appropriate and funny jokes. I don't make fun of people because I have been made fun of enough to know it really does hurt. I just tell people about my weird dreams or what I would do if I dictated this world and for some reason people find all of this funny. When I go home I sit down and eat what little food is in the house. It could be soy burgers one day and popcorn the next. My parents are never home and when they come home all they do is nag at me for being too negative. And so the cycle of never ending worthlessness, anger, and stupidity begins again. The worst part is that I never wanted to live. If there is a "god", which I do not believe in, then he is one cruel bastard. He forces me to live when in reality I would prefer it all go away. He put me on this planet, with its stupid people and i...
|Posted by hopeless at July 20, 2010|
I'm an 18 year-student from germany and i used to go to the "gymnasium" that's the best high school category in germany. I'm not the hardworking one but my marks were ok till the 11th grade. then i really screwed it up and had to repeat the 11th grade. my marks got in the second round really good but in the second semester of the 11th grade i took everything easy and didn't learn for some subjects on purpose because i knew that i would still reach the 12th grade even if i would fail on them. so i failed on chemistry and pysics but with a good mark on a main subject you can still pass the 11th grade and i had this really good mark in german (the marks go from 1 to 6 and i had a 2 in german). so there wasn't a problem till we wrote a last class test in german about analysing of texts although we didn't ever practise for that in this year. i got a 4 in it! so i was between 2 and 3 in german and my teacher had to give me a 2 that i could reach the next grade. but she gave me a 3 although i had spoken to her a few times.
so now i know that i can't reach the 12th grade and i want to speak to the headmistress to ask her for passing me through this school year because if you have to repeat a second time in a gymnasium you get kicked out. i don't know what to do I'm freaking scared and regret everything! my parents don't know what's going on because i don't want to upset them.
btw, my mum's not here since may! she got "bored" so she's with my aunt now and she told m...
|Posted by chris at July 20, 2010|
well I was a fat kid from the beginning so that did get me off to a very good start.
I was bullied at primary school for being fat, now I am in high school and people from my old school are still with me but they all remember what I used to be like even though I am now 15 and I am no longer fat but still have a tainted name, so my social life couldn't be any worse at the moment.
My parents are separated and I can't deal with it.
Most of my relationships that I have had which is not many, I have always managed to fuck up one way or another and the one girl I have a thing for at the moment well it just won't happen for reasons I won't explain, and it's just cutting me deeper and deeper because I love her, I will always love her, readers may think that I will eventually move on but you just don't understand this one.
So, I'm fifteen, fit and healthy, but life just isn't for-filling at the moment. My best friend who I have known since I was born died this year, along with one of my other friends and another boy from my school and this pain I just can't talk about, it just hurts to much.
|Posted by anonymous at July 19, 2010|
Here is my little story! i fail at life, and have been in depression since the year 2000. i always told myself to carry on and continue even though i knew i was fucking up life even more..... and finally i fucked up big time, i suppose thats what happens when you live in your own little world and make COMPLETE SHIT an idol..... now i have nothing more to live for i just think i would be better off dead! also not to mention it would proberly solve all my problems becuse i would cease to exist all that would be left behind is a shell! oh and those who want to troll and so on feel free i couldnt give 2 shits, one day you too will meet your demise!