|Posted by Inusan at November 30, 2009|
I was born 3 weeks early & naturally obese, my mother was a heavy smoker when i was in her womb which 'caused me to have birth effects, half of my body is actually bigger then one side because of my mothers habits. anyways, i grew up in a family of heavy smokers(which ruined my health) always traveling from town to town; every 3-4 weeks or so we would move to a new town, which means i never had enough time to settle down & have a good life, then one day we finally moved to a town & settled down, but get this, the town we live in is a hick-town full of trailer trash & low lives. so any who my parents 1st took me to my "1st real school", what did it turn out to be? A under funded, run down, 'bully' infested piece of garbage. i was always picked on and bullied to death it was just unthinkable, so my parents eventually noticed i was failing at the school and they decide to put me into home schooling soon after i started felling lonely & shut off from the rest of the world, so i eventually find some friends & everything seems to go normal again; then my friend was slaughtered by a psycho path, which has still traumatized me to this day, so i start feeling even more depressed & i decide to get into my parents stash of liquor, i started drinking like there was no tomorrow & to believe it or not i found a knife (one that was suppose to be for preparing our so called dinner(which our dinner is always at 6-7 am in the morning & I'm always stuck eating alone) so any who i started sl...
|Posted by j at November 30, 2009|
I will not tell this in order of pain. My son hung himself because he felt such great guilt that his girlfriend hung herself. In that same year one of my co-workers son blew his brains out by accident. I took her to the scene.A life long friend of mine (who I haven't a lot of contact with) son overdose 2 weeks after rehab. My father shot himself after my mother died. I have been raped multiply. I have found a very close friend dead. I found my mother-in law dead. I have lost many friends, I mean many in death. Life SUCKS!!!! I failed to mention that my daughters boyfriend robbed me. He died in an accident the same year of my son's death. Am I still sane! Need I say it again, LIFE SUCKS. I can't wait till mine is over!!!
|Posted by the person at November 30, 2009|
when i was a child about 3 years of age i got diagnosed with diabetes type 1.
i am 19 years old and have no driving licence.
i got beaten up infront of my house.
i dont have many friends.
i was a shy person growing up so some people call me something that makes me mad.
|Posted by Sleeping Beauty at November 29, 2009|
I was born early and dangerous underweight. I refused to feed and the doctor decided to starve me for a week would be a great way to fix this. I became very unhealthy and my immune system was shot - this has haunted me to this day. A nurse took pity and gave me soy milk. I drank. Years later we find out I'm allergic to milk. This is after many ear operations in my young life to treat infections now known linked to it(lactose intolerance gives you these).
My parents, in the meanwhile, both had jobs full-time, trying to support a sick little girl. My father went into denial, and turned to drink after his boss robbed the company of all its money and fled with his retirement plan after 15 years loyal service. Square one, financial hard times. And lots of physical abuse. My mother fled for her safety, thinking he wouldn't touch a little girl. He did. I suffered everything from having a heavy oak wood chair cracked over my back, hair torn out, my head bashed into a door, being beaten with a telephone (not just the receiver, full thing), forced to kiss him, etc. I tried to run away a number of times, he jumped on me and held me down in the gravel. Cuts and scrapes ensued. He weighed over 200 pounds. I wasn't even 6.
Dealing with abuse (and the threat of being drowned in the bathtub if I ever tried to report the incidence), abandonment issues given my mother just ran off all the time and I had to be stuck entertaining drunk daddy, made me depressed. I started e...
|Posted by maria at November 29, 2009|
Damn when i m coming to this page i feel so sorry for some ppl...
and when i read some comments , its making me feel better cause only in that site u can find ppl who fighting really hard for a better life and giving advises to ppl they never met or they never will meet....
about 2 months i wrote my story and one comment it change my day and the way i think... life is bitch we ALL know that... but damn we can find something to fight and LIVE for...
tell me what u are fighting for...or at least u trying to... I wanna know... u ll see ppl arent so different from each other in the end...
|Posted by anonymous at November 27, 2009|
1. I just quarreled with my parents
2. I have something shitty on tomorrow/today
3. Camp was crap
4. Teacher sucks and left me out
5. Friends are making use of me (at least I feel that way)
6. Only one true friend? As far as I can remember now
7. I believe that there are going to be bitches taking over next year or soon
8. Everyone thinks that the bitches are great
9. So many backstabbers in life
10. Freaking parents are biased
11. Sibling's unfeeling
12. I'm feeling so sad now
13. Worried about how others think of me (when can i stop!)
14. Feeling lonely
15. Other friends are so insincere
16. Freaking bitches are totally acting in front of others
17. I suck
18. They suck
19. Life sucks
20. This sucks
Okay when I just finished typing and started reading other stories before I send this out, I realised other people who are experiencing a life that sucks to the core. I feel so sorry. But still, I'm feeling like shit now.
|Posted by XXX at November 27, 2009|
well my life was never great.I always had problems with my dad whos a dick and barely knows me, I ended up moving from one country to the other because of escaping war. I never had a normal childhood and i dont know how it feels to have one. Until last year. It was when i found true happiness. I fell in love with a girl in school. I thought it was the end for my sadness. I felt really happy and everything went well, my training my friends everything. But now one year later. I feel sad and depressed my ex left me and dumped me for some other dude. School is killing me and i have no free time whatsoever. I cant train , i cant meet friends and am loosing my best friend. I am now empty inside and i am barely enduring the pain.
|Posted by Lonewolf at November 25, 2009|
Well where do I start? I will say I have brought this on myself. I don't blame anyone, but there is no hope inside. At 45 I have given up. Ever since my divorce things have gone downhill. I have fought alcohol and drug addictions. Probably something that should have been done years ago. Because of those addictions I also have a criminal history, terrible credit, no car, no money and no job. I live in a bording house with a bunch of nuts and have a child which I don't see and barely talk to. The holidays are here and I am empty, numb and all alone. You see I feel if you don't enjoy life, why fight for it. I get my son in the summer and obviously can't under these circumstances. And to make matters worst i ha?e such guilt of not being a better role model. For my son. He has grown further and further away from me and is only 11. He deserves better. The best present I can give to myself is an end to such misery. I just do no have the strength any longer to fight my way out!
|Posted by anonymous at November 24, 2009|
As long as I can remember my life has sucked. Growing up my family was poor, so we always lived in shitty neighborhoods. I was typically the only blonde-haired, blue-eyed kid in the entire school system, and had to fight daily just to get an education. I've been cut, stabbed, beaten by mobs, shot at, and almost killed on several ocassions. I'm a survivor though, and all it did was make me hard and cold inside and devoid of any feelings of joy.
By the time we finally moved out of the cesspools of innercity life, I was mentally a pretty fucked up individual. I hated myself and everyone around me. I would fight at the drop of a hat, and trusted no one aside my family. I longed for someone to end my suffering.
After the move, I tried my best to become a different person, but it was too late. You can't change a lifetime of hate, violence, and low self-esteem by geographical relocation. I was antisocial to the extreme, and it always seemed to shine through no matter how hard I tried to act like everyone else.
I finished high school, completed college, got a decent job, and married a really nice girl, but unfortunately none of these things made me feel better about myself. I still feel like a complete failure as a person despite these achievements. When things are going good for me, I always seem to screw them up. I guess being happy and successful is a frightening concept to me subconsciously. I've known nothing but misery most of my life, and I don't have the courage to live otherwise now.
No, I'm not homeless, starving, or incarcerated. So I guess I should be grateful, but I'm not. Nothing makes me happy anymore, and I truly wish I were dead. Material things mean nothing if you hate yourself and everything around you. The grass always seems greener on the other side of the fence.
|Posted by W at November 24, 2009|
I had this really good guy friend and he was attached when i first got to know him. He was like a best friend, someone whom you could cry to, share all your troubles with.
But what happened was that we became so close and hung out together often. Some rumours came about and his girlfriend found out. Then his girlfriend got so pissed off and paranoid, thinking that i was out there to steal her boyfriend, that she wanted to break up with him. Well in the end they didnt cause she gave in.
But because of this stupid relationship, some girls in the school hated me, deemed me as a slut. i lost his friendship as i decided to avoid him, so as to let all the screwed up rumours subside. I know it was stupid to let go of this valuable friendship but i just couldnt take all that shit.
Until now, some girls in the school hate me, and i've like totally lost this best friend of mine. I've no idea what i should do. Should i approach him again and renew the friendship, or should i just let go?
i miss him like crap.
|Posted by Nashon at November 19, 2009|
Hi, my name is Nashon and my life sucks. Let's start from the beginning. I live in corrupt third world country in east Africa called Kenya. It's the only home I know. I'm the second child in a family of 5 children and the only son. My father died from respiratory failure when I was 11 or 12yrs old. He was an alcoholic and a chain smoker. I remember he once stole money from my mom's purse just to go drinking. My youngest sister was only 2yrs old when he died. My mom raised us pretty much on her own. She tried her best but when I was 16yrs old, she lost her job. We don't have unemployment benefits or food stamps in Kenya. We almost starved to death with no income. High school education isn't free either so my mom had to struggle really hard to put me and my sisters through high school with no help from our relatives. Right after I finished high school my mom had to sell the 3 bedroomed house we lived in just to keep us fed. We all moved into a little 2 bedroomed unfinished house with no plaster on the walls, no floor, no electricity and no windows. It was ever cold, dark and the wind blew right through. At least we had running water which we had to connect illegally although that mean't we had to watch out everyday for the council water guys. I think I did good in school. I was a B- student but it wasn't good enough for me to earn a scholarship and my mom couldn't afford to put me through college. My elder sister got lucky and got a job at a printing factory and at that poi...
|Posted by anonymous at November 18, 2009|
My mother can be SUPER strict and when it comes to dating she is like a prison wardon. When i was younger and would ask when i can date she would ALWAYS say at 18 but i knew she was just saying that because she said it always in a joke so i knew it was 16 which i guess kind of sucks for me but i love and mom and if she said 16 then i would wait. Well now with the big 16 coming she says that i CAN NOT date until i'm 18 and that is final. She is treating me like such a child, it's not like i have given her reason to doubt me. Lots of my friends get drunk and stoned every weekend, i like to have fun but i dont go THAT far. The only reason she is doing this is because her love life is really screwed up so she is taking it out on me.And my dad has been MIA since i was born so i have knowone else to turn too. I CAN NOT survive 2 more years of this.
|Posted by anonymous at November 18, 2009|
I feel we are all here to learn lessons. Boy some are really hard to handle. I don't want to hurt or hurt others. Just want to be happy and have fun. Took it too far and hurt loved ones in the proccess. I hate these kind of lessons.
I have been in a verbally abusive relationship for over 20 yrs. and stayed for the sake of the kids. Over compensated to cover for the husband's alcoholism and lost my sense of self while taking care of others. Kids left for college and starting their own lives. I decided I wanted to do for me. Take care of me and have fun. Started in the summer, two cruises, got a tatoo. Started exercising, walking on the beach and listening to God.
Then someone came into my life. Gave me attention and i could not say no. Thought it would just be a fling. But I could not walk away. The worst part about it was my good friend loved him. She had many other men but loved this one. I justified the meetings in my mind thinking that she will not know. He has other women too. So in my mind did that make it ok? I knew I could not have a long term relationship.
I saw him as a friend. Someone I could share with. I would tell him all my secrets, my thoughts, while i had my alone times at night in the bubble baths. I would send texts about my thoughts. It was a growing experience for me. Some times Im sure he wasnt even there and i was talking to myself. this still helped me find myself again. He doesn't even know he helpe...
|Posted by IDONTKNOW at November 17, 2009|
Okay so a few months ago life was okay. Im 18 years old and a senior in high school. i make grades good enough to pass school. i make Cs. My dad owns a company that i work for and have always worked for. I got in a few wrecks since i started driving but they were all little wrecks but the insurance companys dont care. My truck broke down so i took all the money i had and put it towards a new one and made a 10000 loan 3 weeks ago an bought a 2005 f250. its the nicest truck i could afford but my insurance is 500 a month and my note is 300. i make 860. i am working paycheck to paycheck and last week my new truck broke. i have no vehicle to get no where. last friday i also got into another wreck. if you call it a wreck when a paranoid lady locks her brakes in a brand new car and you do all you can to avoid it and crack her taillight. the insurance company will probably drop me and ill have to sell my broken truck for nothing. that means no work and a new way to school. i guess things could always get worse but it doesnt seem like it should be to me.
|Posted by Lala at November 17, 2009|
my life really sucks, today's my birthday and it went bad, it was just like any ordinary day, ugh... no boys like me they think im just to ugly and fat. there's this boy i like so much, and all i want is just to be his girl so bad, all i do is think bout him, i wake up thinking bout him, go to sleep thinking bout him. All my friends are like just talk to him, but i can't what if he doesn't like me what if he thinks im ugly, i mean i am fat what boy wants a fat girl, i hate the way i look, and what if we did start talking then all his boys will probably laugh, and be like we you talking to her, ughhh i hate my life so much, it's not even funny. i try to stay positive and but i can't it really hurts, things just get worst and worst. i don't even care bout life anymore. why this shit gotta happen to me. i'm always emotional and gotta put on a fake smile everyday, when life just really suckss. well my life at least..
|Posted by anonymous at November 16, 2009|
Life does suck at times. We all have our highs and lows. I was in a relationship for 20 yrs it was a off and on again abusive relationship. She abused me at first. Then when our first son was born. Later on she would take her anger out on him and me. At times it would get really bad. I grew up in abuse it seems to follow me. After 18 yrs we seperated still not divorced. We all have bills and we all owe somebody something. Its apart of life theres no way around it. Some of us have jobs and some what of a life. I moved to get away from her but doing so has placed me 2 and half hrs from boys. There are times i would love to take my life. But that is such a selfish act. When I feel like that I always think of my kids and how it would affect them. None of us are perfect. Being poor is a sign of the times we cant blame no one but ourselves and the greedy banks. Always remeber no matter what, the rich will continue to get richer. Rich people run our country. Have you ever heard of a poor congressman our a poor senator let alone a poor president. I havent. Anyway this too will pass. I lost my job back in july when my kids were spending the summer with me. We made it through the summer they still had fun and now its almost christmas Ive since have gone back to work. But Nothing never seems to be the same. Im trying to be positive hoping things will get better after jan. We always want the best for our kids we make sacrafices so that they may be happy. And so they are protected fr...
|Posted by anonymous at November 16, 2009|
Thereís really no reason you should hate your life. Many people give excuses as to why they do. Here are 12 common reasons. If you given these excuses then you need to quickly readjust your thinking. When you do, youíll quickly come to enjoy your life.
1. Your parents ruined your life
Many people complain that their parents raised them wrong, set them up for failure, or didnít start a college fund for them. If you can recognize these shortcomings, the you can change the future.
2. You have no money
This is probably the worst excuse. If money is the main reason for your happiness then you will never be happy. Money should not make you enjoy your life or hate it.
3. Your job sucks
If it sucks so much then quit and move on. A bad job should give you motivation to chase your dreams and strive for something better.
4. You have no time
If you have no time to do what you want then you must be letting unimportant tasks get the best of you. Thereís many times when we think something is important or urgent, but in reality it isnít. Recognize when you do this and change your focus to what you desire. Eliminate the unnecessary things that we all have and instantly youíll have more time.
5. You have no one
Many times peopleís depression and reason for hating life is because they feel alone. Itís one of Maslowís Hierarchy of Needs. Everyone must feel that they are wanted and have friends. When you ...
|Posted by anonymous at November 15, 2009|
Well it started out when i was in the womb and my mom did drugs and it got into my system and fucked me up mental and physical. I was born a month early and was in detox for about 3 days to get the drugs out of my sytem. Then when i was 5 we moved across the state to OK and we just went down hill even more we had to move in to this shit hole trailer and nothing worked and while we were there a tornado went thought the tonw and destroyed everything. Then we moved things started to look better made some pretty awesome friends only about three of them and then my mother got raped blamed it on me and she left for wichita, ks. And she took a car and my brother with her and so we had to move from a good place to a shitty as town then my mom went to jail and made my father which is about 50 years of age take care of us till now and that happened when i was about 12 and now am 18 and she out of jail I got into trouble with the pigs ans shit toke a 6 month of probation and then got back on to drugs like x and powder(cocaine) and pot. Then here I live this live and two friends of mine die on nov 5, 2009 Colotn Emerson and Beau Blake RIP and i thought to myself things cannot get any lower from here and know I struggleing in school trying to pass and I thought about offing my self by a gun shot wound like another one of my friends Austin Stubby RIP.....AND YOU THINK YOUR LIFE SUCKS READ MINE...and here i still am awating for that one day to come so i can buy a gun to fucken kill myself so i can be free of this life in this body that is just sucking my life out from me. i cannot get a girl and if i do i fuck it up. Call me an asshole and i hope this day is tomorrow so i can be gone from this place so i can be with friends and my aunt keshia the one person that gave anything about me beside my father that cares to. While my father has to take care of me and deal with my mothers nagging for money and we are hella poor......so This is my life summed up so far
|Posted by WTFIN SHIT at November 14, 2009|
I DO DRUGS BECAUSE MY LIFE SUCKS
THANK FULLY IM HEALTHY,
MY MOM DOESNT GIVE 2 SHITS AOBUT ME SHE NEVER MAKES ME FOOD THTS Y IM SKINNI AND GET NO FUKIN GIRLS.
WHEN I WAS AROUN 6 MY DAD WAS TAKIN ME TO THE FUKIN PARK TO RIDE A BIKE AND HE ITS A FUKIN REATRD SO HE GOT IT IN ONE HAND WHILE DRIVIN A FUKIN MOTHOR CYCLE AND WE JUMP AND MY FOOT GOT STUCK ON THE WHEEL AND BURN MY RIGHT SIDE OF MY FUKINN FEET ITS NOT THT BAD BUT I CANT BE NORMAL
I HAD TO LIVE A VERY SHITTY LIFE WITH OUT MOM BECAUSE SHE LEFT TO THIS COUNTRY WHEN I WAS SIX SO WE COULD LIVE BETTER AND I FINALLY SAW HER 4 YEARS LATER TO MEET A COMPLETE BITCH, IM 14 IM BAD ASS FUK IN SKOOL I CANT GET SHIT IN MY HEAD BESIDES WEED, I WISH I HAD THE BALLS TO RUN AWAYS AND LEAVE IN OTHER STATE WHERE THEY CANT FIND ME I GUESS THIS IS HOW CRIMINALS AND MURDERS START BECAUSE THEY HAVE SUCH A FUKED UP LIFE AND THERES PRO NO CHANGE IN UR LIFE BECAUSE THTS HOW SOME PEOPLE WHER BORM SOME ARE BORN WITF A PERFECT LIFE PERFECT FAMILY AND PRO GET EVERY SINGLE SHIT THEY WANT AND LOVE AND SOME ARE JUST BORN WITF NOTHIN BUT BOTH OR ONE PARENT THT WOULD MAKE U EAT SHIT FOR LOL WELL I HOPE EVERY ONE FINDS THT DRUGS DO MAKE U FEEL BETTER!!!
|Posted by fukfukfuk at November 14, 2009|
im 14, my life its so fukin gay,no one in my family likes me my fukin mom had fukin baby sister and i have to take her fukin cryin even tho shes 1 now, shes always in my shit, the only time i tell world to fuk off and chill its when i smoke weed ans get high thts the only reason i havent give all the way up, my tht recently caught me high so he doesnt talk to me any more but it dont matter cause he never did, i think im about to get kick out i hope i do so i can experience by my own even if i do bad i live in new jersey if they kick me out ima find away and go to caalifornia were there not gona find me i hope my life changes cause i dont wana leave witf them any as for god, how do we knoe if he exist, theres no prove so thts just a fukin opinion, i feel like dyin but i just dont wana give up yet even tho all the world seems agains me and i did not ask to be born.. right now the only way im hope fully gano make money its by sellin some weed damn i hope my life changes but i dont wana be witf any of my family any more i wana run away and if i come back come back 20 years later it would be cool if i was like a celebrity out of no where and they saw me on tv i would say fuk u bitch ass