| | Posted by Frank at July 24, 2011 |
i do nothing,25 AGE, BE MBA, NO JOB , NOT GETTING INTEREST IN BUSINESS, NEVER KISS A GIRL- VIRGIN, NO FRNDS, OBESE PHYSIC. I WOKE UP 12 O CLOCK THAN EAT, WATCH SOME TV, GO OUT , ROAM LIKE PHYCO, COME WATCH TV EAT , POKER , MASTURBATE , SLEEP.... |
| | Posted by anonymous at July 24, 2011 |
Just finished high school and turning 19 in less than a month. I'm lucky I even passed because I was only 3 credits short from graduating with the bare minimum before my counselor discovered an error on my transcript that, once fixed, brought me up to a passing amount. I was once a studious straight A student until junior high hit and it all went downhill from there. Now I'm just a last-minute lazy ass.
My parents split when I was 9. My dad was a Navy Seal and wanted to raise us in a very strict manner, while my mom wanted kids to be kids and let us be more free-spirited. We all stayed with our mom and my dad eventually moved to the other side of the country and got remarried and had another kid. Not a single person on either side of our family speaks to him. It's almost as if he was never even a part of our lives now.
When I hit junior high, my mom met a new guy twice her age in a bar. An alcoholic buffoon whom she married for his money. While not physically abusive, it was mentally destructive to me and my other 3 siblings. For a year, 2 of us were with our mom and stepdad while the other 2 were with my dad and stepmom. We all ended up back at the house we had been in the majority of our lives, but one by one, our stepdad chipped us off again, starting with me. I ended up moving 200 miles away with my grandma and 2 of my other siblings have had to deal with similar turmoil.
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| Posted by anonymous at July 24, 2011 |
ihad the worst father anyone can ever have , he always used to hit me and hurt my feelings 24/7 and he always made me jealous from my little brother and when i was 10 years old i made an operation in my eye so i can't see normally now and when i was 14 he died of a tumor in the brain , and here mom was everything to me but she is troubled and takes medications for deppresion so she forgets everythong and she sleeps alot she can't even think properly , anyways now i try to get into the medical school in fact i got really high marks this year but i don't have enough money , about my personal life i have absloutly NO freinds , NO boyfriend ( never had one ) and everyone hates me cuz i'm really quiet and boring so i usually sit on my lap top when i get free time open my facebook ,no notifications ,nothing at all, so i close it and listen to music , i have noone to talk to ,noone ever felt me , sometime i even get scared of people cuz i rarely talk to them ,and now my hair falls alot cuz i dun eat properly , ihave nightmares every night ,maybe i need someone to be with me and hold my hand through everything . |
| | Posted by wolfie at July 24, 2011 |
Im not sure if my life sucks..but i grew up as an ugly lil boy..with some child abusive,drug addicted parents..they always molested me and my lil brother..so i escaped the house and moved into my friends house and im so unlucky because my friends parents are very strict..and i suck at everything i do..for example..i suck at math,skating and other stuff...i also have cancer apperently.. |
| | Posted by Sunny at July 24, 2011 |
Yes,im fuckin ugly.My hair is curly,scruffy,im short,thin,fuckin ugly...Nobody takes a 2nd luk at me.Nobody seems 2 care.Girls freak out so i don't date.My fucking life gets worse day by day.Sumtimes i blame god 4 everythin.No luck,no girls,no real frenz,no fun always frown...... |
| | Posted by Evil Cat at July 24, 2011 |
I worry all the time and people laugh at me and ridicule me. Im scared of getting cancer, going blind, getting killed by a tornado, the government and many more. I freaked out at a baseball game because i was afraid the ball would hit me. I dont drive in fear of getting in a tragic accident. One time when i got constipated i was afraid the toxins in my stomach would build up and kill me. Im so afraid of death. The pain and what happens after you die. Why the fuck was i born with a chemical imbalence? Whats really fucked up about all this shit is that im a teenage guy. I am the laughing stock of my family that dosnt understand me. If they had my anxeity they would know what a living hell its like. I cant help it. Things just drive me insane. why is life so fucking god damn, evil ass cruel? |
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| Posted by anonymous at July 24, 2011 |
my life sucks. i am a 14 yearold girl. recently i started to date my friend and he has always liked me and i thought i liked him but the more we hang out together there is nothing there and i cant break up with him cause i know it would kill him. i have no friends that will support me all they ever do is use my for my house pool and food. my best friend... well there is no best friend cause she ditched me because i wasnt like her, i wouldnt do drugs or be a hoe. i wish i had better friends they always lie to me and talk behind my back. and there are days where i can just sit and cry reading all the stuff they say. the closest friend i have is annoying as fuck. my dad is a miner alcoholic and we try and help him but it doesnt work. im on my high school cheer team and i hate it! i hate high school cheerleading i want to go back to my all-star team i miss everyone at my gym! and no one understands it they all just laugh. but cheerleading is my life and having no support doesnt help. i always think about going anorexic but the obnly thing that stops me is my mom i wouldnt want to put her threw that pain in seeing me struggle. people always call me a ghost cause im so white they make jokes about me and make videos. ill laugh it off but inside it kills me and i keep thinking about what they say and it repeats in my head and i cant getit out. i need better friends i need to get out of my relationship and i need my life not to suck. |
| | Posted by Castaway31 at July 23, 2011 |
I guess my story starts where everybody else's does. I grew up with absentee parents who were either extremely overbearing or extremely pushover-able when they were present. I was a shy, straight-A student all thru school, but then I started a terribly long bad decision-making process and ended up trying to make up for lost time in my late-twenties. After a stint in rehab for an addiction to pain killers after finding out my fiance was pregnant, I re-entered a community college in the hopes of turning my life around with the help of family and the absence of "friends" from my past. Things went great for the first couple of years, but then I relapsed and created a huge gaping hole in the relationship between myself and my wife, whom I had married in the meantime. Because of this, any semblance of trust has vanished from what we had, and we just stay together because I don't to leave my son with a woman that I don't feel can take care of him the way I feel he should be taken care of. There is no such thing as support, compassion, trust, contentment; anything good at all for that matter. I love my wife for what we used to have, but we are not in love at all anymore. There are so many other bad things that I really should include in this little narrative but just honestly don't have the will or energy to explain. Yeah, life fucking sucks, and it never gets any better. |
| | Posted by Betrayed at July 23, 2011 |
I'm 13 years old.... I get kicked around every day at school and called names and threatened because my looks and personality... No girl likes me and all the good ones go to those fucking, stupidass, blood belching cunts who are known as bad boys... My Parents are always fighting with each other and im always in the middle. my real parents divorced when I was 5. My parents dont love me as much as my older sister and younger brother and they sometimes use me for their problems. I look nothing like my borther and sister or my parents which makes me think if I was adopted and dont know who my real parents are. I'm always the one to get in fights with my parents and I feel like God is using me as his entertainment ragdoll. Like he ruins my life for his amusement. Im not good at anything. nobody likes me, and I have no purpose. Iv'e tried to commit suicide before by hanging myself with a hair dryer chord. I couldnt do it. And now I dont know where to turn. :( |
| | Posted by Rodri at July 23, 2011 |
I had no complains of my life until 31 of december of 2004, when I had a very bad acid (LSD) trip in wich I felt like everyone was looking weird on me and everything felt like a living hell.
When I came back from the trip everything changed for me... My perception was different. Everything looked dark, hopeless and my personality changed radically, like if I didnt know who I was before.
Its been six years now and everything stills the same. I went for a little while to a psychologist and a psychiatrist but nothing worked.
I lost a lot of friendships because im not the same person anymore. Im extremely shy and antisocial (something I wasnt before).
I have obsessive thoughts all day, everyday. I think about killing my self everyday.
I still fuction like normal person.. I work, study, have some friends, etc. but nothing seems to mather. DAMNED MY LIFE SUCKS. |
| | Posted by saleenah at July 23, 2011 |
every single morning i wake up at 7 am, i am immediately greeted by my mother yelling at me about how i am so lazy and i need to get up and start working out, clean the house, look for a job, and if its not done by the time she gets back from work, im the laziest most worthless and useless thing in her life. my brother and nephew can lay around all day and she wont say a word to them, except maybe if they want something to eat. no matter how hard i try to help her out with everything, and i am the only one who helps her out, she doesn't care, because to her i am nothing but a fat, ugly disgusting poor excuse for a human being. she cant stand looking at me, overtime she does she makes a comment about how ugly i am, and compares me to everyone else. why cant i be like them, why cant i be pretty and thin like the rest of the kids. I suppose she is right i am useless, i don't know anything about anything, i don't have a job, i don't have any friends no one to talk to at all. my mom says i don't have anyone because of how i look and she's right again. i know how i am, but i just get so tired of hearing it i guess, it still hurts every time. the doctors say i need to be committed in a psychiatric facility because of how fucked up i am, they say im a danger to myself and others, i guess its true, but i cant even tell my mom about it, she and the rest of my family would think i was a pussy or something. i wish my dad was still alive, i miss him so much. he was the only one who seemed to kinda like having me around, and was always proud of me no matter how insignificant my accomplishment was. but he's not here anymore. i hope that today is the last day im alive. i don't know how much longer i can take this. |
| | Posted by joe at July 23, 2011 |
I am 13 years old and live a shit life.
I have social problems and am too shy to make friends.
I tried once, but ended up running away because I was way too shy.
I have tried many times but always fail.
A thing called "The Internet" is the only thing that has stopped me from slitting my throat. I have made many friends on several websites and love them.
When I was younger I had a great life.
Many people my age have friends and play outside.
I don't go outside. I look out the window and all I see is a living hell known as "life".
I fucking hate school and one time I actually tried to kill myself.
I got a rope and tied it around my neck and made sure it was tight, and let it stay there.
When my face went purple, people started laughing.
The teacher managed to get the rope off.
I was pissed.
I escape from school A LOT.
At lunch time, I just grab my fucking bag and walk home.
A big gang of bullies keep fucking punching me each day.
One time I actually brought a hammer to school and smashed them in the head. And they actually died. I was so happy.
And then got sent home.
I have moved schools many times, but they all seem the same.
From the first moment I walk in the classroom, I can already see the future.
Getting abused by bullies, sitting on the stairs and crying, smashing my head into a brick wall, failing to make friends.
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| | Posted by Tormented at July 23, 2011 |
I read through the topics here and I'm sorry but most of you are just whining about minor crap thinking you have it bad, I would trade places with any of you any day...
I am a disabled guy with a severe health condition that has left me relying on my parents to take care of me. I have lost my independence, all my friends, my job and I have no social life because i can no longer get outside to do things by myself.
The worst part is I caused my own disability by doing something really stupid which I don't want to say here because there may be people out there who could recognize me from my story. I did something harmful to myself because I was so upset about being gay and attracted to younger boys.
Life is so horrible and cruel for some of us because you don't get to choose who you feel attracted to and for me I turned out to be a god dam monster because I find little boys attractive and that makes me a fucking pedophile. Its heartbreaking and a nightmare of a situation to be in, I would do anything to be normal but I'm not and every day I just wish I could die.
Love is such a precious gift and I have been denied something so precious and meaningful because I can never be in a relationship, I can never be loved or be with anyone because my attraction is wrong and inappropriate. I have to spend my entire fucking life alone and isolated never knowing or feeling love because I just don't have any feelings for adults.
On top of all that crap I also have this disability and I feel totally damaged both emotionally and physically. I spend everyday by myself, my bedroom has become like my prison cell and when I look outside it makes me cry because I see a world I can never be part of, I am missing out on life and there is no cure both for my disability and for being a pedophile, the only cure for me is death but because of my parents I have to put up with this shit life just so they don't get hurt by my suicide. |
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| Posted by anonymous at July 23, 2011 |
I'm 14. I moved 3 times recently. Lost a lot of friends. Don't have many friends on Facebook (the only way to keep in touch when I've moved). They just stopped talking to me because I wasn't important enough. I wasn't even important before I moved anyways. I ALWAYS have to start the conversation. Most of the time to get no reply at all or just a few thoughtless words. Never really hung out with friends before I moved because my parents wouldn't let me. I was that kid who tried to be really cool and never quite cut it. They just made fun of me. Never had really good friends but just a lot of acquaintances. When I moved, I was basically forgotten. Then I moved to a place where I didn't fit in at all. Everyone was just perfect and I wasn't cool enough. Stayed in my room after school, before school, weekends, holidays. Still talked to people at school and sat with people at lunch. It's like I'm good. Just not good enough. I did a lot of stupid bad things to take up my time and make me forget how alone I was. I didn't even realize life sucked too much. When I left and moved again, I decided things needed to change. I went to my new school and became everything I don't want to be. No one really liked me and I didn't really like them. I was very mean and always talked bad about them behind their backs. I always tried to make people feel sorry for me. I didn't really have too many friends and people talked about me behind my back. I tried to act really cool of course and like I ... |
| | Posted by Zia at July 23, 2011 |
At age five I noticed my parents started fighting. And I didn't do anything about it. By age seven, my parents were divorced. And custody of me went to my father because my mother was laid off. For a couple months everything was fine. But then, my dad didn't let my mom visit anymore and he got very depressed. A couple weeks after that, he started beating me.
That same year, he got married to my stepmom, and completely forgot about me.
The next year i met a guy and we became friends, two years later i found out that he got beaten too. At age 11 we ran away together. We lasted 3 years on our own and became a couple. A couple weeks after we got together, I found out he was cheating on me.
We just broke up and moved on but I was devastated. Two months after, a gang came up and tried to rape me, but my ex-boyfriend defended me and died in the process. By that time the cops had come and i was saved and taken home. I started cutting myself after I found out my mom had died in a car crash while i was a runaway. I now had a little brother too.
When i was 16, my little brother caught me cutting and I was sent to a mental institution. I made some friends but one died.
I am now 18 and just got out of the institution.
I live on my own and Im having trouble with school because I never got a good education and I am very antisocial and labled an emo. |
| | Posted by Sean at July 23, 2011 |
my life is shit my mom and dad split up when i was in 3rd grade then my dad died im 5th and now my dads side of the family sued my mom for his pention money and won now they are blowing it away on vacations and shit and im depressed and havent had a gf in 2 years |
| | Posted by jane at July 23, 2011 |
I am 38 and alone in this world. I have an ex who means everything in the world to me but just wants to be friends. I am in a constant state of misery chasing what will never again be mine. I have very few friends. I become more and more anti-social with each passing day. Lately, I think to myself on a daily basis that I would not care one bit if I died right now. It would be so much easier to just be done with this life. My childhood sucked. My father abandoned us when I was very young and it's now been 20+ years since I have even talked to him. I don't feel like I know how to love. I am the youngest of 3 and while I never went without food, clothes, and a safe home, I wasn't loved. And that's how I love now-- I take care of people I love by providing, not emotionally. Who the fuck wants a partner like that? I know there are millions who have it worse than me but when you have nothing to live for, it's pure misery. Yes I have a job and a house. But I just go through the motions. I enjoy nothing I have other than my dog. She may actually be the reason I don't just stick a gun in my mouth. I just watched a special on 20/20 about kids with schizophrenia and all I could see in the families was the love. They have each other. They are a family, no matter how dysfunctional. I envy every person I see with a ring on their finger because they have what I don't. I don't know how I can do this for another 50 years. I dream of the day that I die in a car accident and it's all over. |
| | Posted by Junior in Highschool at July 23, 2011 |
My Life sucks beucase i have a problem of thinking too much.
I cant forget the things that has happen to me in my life no matter how hard i try
When i was younger i was Molested by my older cousin after that i soon developed an addiction to porn.When i was being molested I knew it was wrong but it took me years to tell,after being molested so much i hate to admit but i started to like it and become interested in sex.The feeling i use to get after watching porn was very disgusting and gross i would literally feel like shit.
i decided about 2years ago i had to stop and thats what i did
with few relapses from time to time but ultimately i was kind've proud of myself.
I think about the porn,molestation,sex e v e r y single day.
when i was in elementary,middle school,and freshman year of high school
i was constantly having feelings of insecurity of my weight and not being enough i had always been told that when i was around my good looking friends that i was the odd ball out.i felt it too.
after being told that constantly i started having thoughts of suicide but wasn't serious about it. The summer of 8th grade year my uncle was killed and i had never dealt with a death in my family becuase everyone in my family had died way before i was born.I had just seen my uncle so i couldn't fathom how he could be here one day and gone the next.I was always the type of person to not really express my feelings ultimately i had no one to talk to.
My mom walked out on my sister and I around this time
i needed her so much ,my friends were and still are not there for me
i tried to commit suicide it didn't work.
I went to therapy and all that did was furthermore make me depressed
now im sitting in my room trying to forget once again.to no avail i remember everything. |
| | Posted by Canah at July 22, 2011 |
im 13. my parents dont understand me. i have no idea who my true frinds are. im bipolar ans stubborn. i have megalophobia. im ugly. no guy is ever gonna fall for me. i am have horrible social skills. i have cut myself several times. when i was 10 my mother took me away to texas and i was in a whole different world. the kids treated me like i was some filthy animal. i dint know anyone. my mom constantly yelled at me because of her high blodd pressure. my uncle didnt do anything about it. when my dad finally took me out of texas and back home, i thought everything was ok. i was wrong. my mom came back soon after but my uncle came with her. she treid to stay with me and my dad but she went to stay with my uncle. my parents got divorced. my mom constantly calls him and tells him that she isnt happy where she is and asks him to pick her up. it may sound like this wouldnt effect my but it does. mu uncle usually blames me for what my mom does. also when i was second grade, i beat people up. mainly just this one girl. i wouldnt hurt her just because though. i would only do it if she called me a name or tricked me into doing something. everytime something seems to go right in my life, something ruins it. |
| | Posted by anonymous at July 22, 2011 |
I could go into details about how my life sucks, my history of living in poverty, the sexual abuse, my abusive father who spent most of his time behind bars, the lack of any connection with family, the continuous struggle to try to make and keep friends... I know I'm not alone here - we've all had some messed up lives. I've been told to pray and seek guidance from God. I do that all the time. God helps those who help themselves. The problem I see is this - how can one help themself if they don't have the strength or support to do so? There's no solid foundation, no financial stability, no jobs that will hire you (no matter how good you make yourself and your resume out to be), no moral support network, no friends, no family... Nobody wants to be burdened with additional burdens. And why would they? Imagine yourself driving down the road and you see someone with a flat tire. Would you help that person? If so, prepare for additional burden and possibly being hurt. If not, like most, you drive on. Now imagine being the one with the flat tire, with no spare, no cell phone, nobody who will help... so you walk until you can't walk no more. How far can one continue to walk? The talk of suicide was always a cry for help, but at this point in life, it seems like a viable option. It's too bad we're designed to feel pain as we die. It's a choice between living in pain day after day, or going through the ultimate pain of death and putting the suffering to an end. It's not fair for others - they will suffer the loss too. But it's also not fair that they can do nothing to help. I blame society. Until society changes, everyone will have stories to tell, with no solution in sight. I bid you all well and though I care, I'm held helpless to my own inadequacy.
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