LIFE SUCKS : Death

Life can get worse

I read some of your comments and stories...And i agree life can get hard sometimes...2 years ago my husband walked out on myself and our 2 beautiful daughters...Shortly after that tradgey claimed them both....Every day its a fight not to give in and just give up....But then through the tears and the heartbreak i see the little things in life...Like how they loved the sound of the birds in the morning.Or how they loved to watch the sunrise and set.So yeah life can really suck sometimes but its still worth living....

Summer of fun

I'm turning 14 in a few days and am going into high school and I have insomnia, and this is just this summer for, me if i told you everything that has happened to me i could rite a damn book. My dad is wanted by us marshals across the country and is considered armed and dangerous. My friend just died in Iraq when his convoy got ambushed and he took three rounds in the chest, witch was was a huge hit to me because it was the first friend I've had die. And las the fucking cherry on top my bird died today when it fell off it's cage and broke it's neck, and its the day before my birthday. that bird was my best damn friend. All that's keeping me going is my dream of joining the marine corps witch will probably get me killed anyway. When you feel like your life sucks think of me, the 14 year old with the worst god damn luck.

I don't know how i can go on

My son was my life...I was never a helicopter parent, but I nurtured him and loved him as best as I could and according to his cues as he grew into young adulthood and seemed to be sensible, capable and trustworthy. This spring my heart was ripped out of my chest...my barely 20 yr old son took his own life. I am in shock. I am now questioning everything that I thought was true and that had value in my life. For example...I've always had a job, but never got too immersed in my career..I thought I was a good mother...that was the only thing that I really thought I was good at actually...now i'm left wondering: was my whole life, who I thought my son was, what I thought I was, all an illusion, a lie that I told myself?? On top of that I'm filled with sorry every day and guilt too..i wonder, and in retrospect see signs..they aren't obvious but they ARE there. and i think why the fuck didn't i be a nosy mom, why the fuck didn't i save him!? I used to talk and joke with younger parents..now I feel that I am horrible, inept and don't have any right to give advice or guidance..my child killed himself. i feel like others are judging me..what the hell did she do to fuck him up that badly?? it hurts too that i was always so proud and happy to talk about my kid but i feel his legacy is a sad and even somewhat shameful one (on me more than him). I can't hurt my husband or my childs friends, but my god...i very often go to work and want to just jump off of the building...i don't think that my life will ever have real happiness again...i don't think that i can like myself anymore...if there is something after this i'd like to be with my child

When will the pain end???

Where to start... I'm 39 yrs old, gay and widower. I had a partner for over 18 years and he passed away last year. Ever since, life has been a constant struggle; it hurts even to wake up and get up. I don't have that many friends, mainly because while I had my partner we were everything to each other and we felt we just didn't make that many friends. I can't really make friends at work, because I work from home. So, the days are hopelessly empty and long. At least during the day I get distracted with work-related stuff. When the evening approaches, I start to panic because I have no one to talk to and I can only watch so much TV. I tried making new friends online, but they must sense my desperation and run away as soon as I meet them - maybe it's my physical appearance, I guess I'll never know. I joined a gym to work out my anxiety, it helps for a little while.

I have a severe problem meeting people, I guess they call it social phobia. In short, I freeze and don't know what to say whenever I'm in a situation where people are speaking to me. Because I freeze and don't say a thing, people just walk away or don't bother to reach out and get a conversation going. There are nights when I just take sleep medicine to stop the pain of being aware and awake. In my sleep I am happier, my partner is there, I can make friends and have a normal life. I wish my dreaming life were my real life. Sometimes I feel like taking the whole bottle and just keep on dreaming... but I hav...

Why

I thought that my life was going so well. I was happy, looking after my brothers two kids and well happy. I don't know why but I was chosen to end a life. When I think back now, I had two warnings that something was going to happen but I was not to know.

I was at home with my mum looking after my niece and nephew whating for my other nephew to come over from school. Once we were all inside, I had to run out somewhere. I was reversing down the driveway and I ran over something, I thought that it must had been a toy or what ever. So I didn't stop until I was able to see what it was though my side mirror.

She was my only niece, 18 months old, laying there. I ran over her and she was dead. It's been just over two years now and I still remember the look on my sister's face and the words that she said to me.

How dose someone live with that. I see my sister every day and most days she still dose not talk to me. And why should she, I couldn't do the one thing that I was meant to do. To look after her daughter.

I live with this every day 24/7, and I feel that I should have to keep the pain, I will never forgive my self. I know that I am currently needed to be around now, but hopefully soon one day she will never have to see me every again. For I have nothing to live for, so I just wait for it all to end.

wtf

For my 18th birthday I was burying a man that was like my second father in the ground due t him killing himself and never understood why. Couple years later I get a call from my uncle and knew something was wrong but no one believed me. I told my family that he was going to hurt himself but still no one believed me and he lived 600 miles awat. Couple days later he put a pistol to his head and killed himself. The feeling I have everyday is horrible and it eats away at your soul. I cry myself to sleep almost everynight. Then the day of my graduating from college I find out that my grandfather who I was extremely close to dies the night before. I just feel like god hates me and doesn't want me to be happy but I still praise his name. I just want to be happy again. I have not felt happy in five years. Why does god like to see my suffer?

why me

i had a good life, a great life..until I turned 21.

My dad died and I watched every single second of it. He was healthy and out of complete nowhere he died on Christmas morning.
My dad's death has completely ruined my life. People my age lose their grandparents and then they like to compare that to losing a parent. Um, nope. Losing a granparent can be emotionally upsetting but that's about it. Losing my dad impacted my life SO incredibly much. I now have to take care of my mom because she is severely depressed and since my dad did EVERYTHING, now everything is up to my mom and I.

I have a wide variety of very serious health issues, all for NO REASON. I have at least one doctor appointment a week. I could barely walk after my dad died for about 2 years. I have kidney disease (for no reason) have been in the emergency room countless times. I have high blood pressure...most likely from the grief of losing my dad since I am not overweight. I am in constant pain 24 hours a day.

I'm heavily addicted to narcotics and have been since my dad died, I am now 25 and take 85-100 mg of oxycodone a day plus hydromorphone. I have been on every single pain killer but a lot of them didn't help me. I'm about to lose my insurance, I can't imagine life without narcotics.


...I could go on and on and on. I lost my life when I lost my dad. I will never be married or have kids and that's all I want. Now all I am concerned about is getting through the day because of my horrible pain

I hit rock bottom

2011 the year that australia got flooded, yes we was affected and me and my dad spend days after days and week to get the shop up and running. Our insurance didn't help us cause they say we didn't buy floor affected so we had no choose but to ask the government yet we waited and not so long we had the shop up and running still we waited for the government money. i thought life was getting better as we stared our normal life again but not so long after we hear a bad news saying one of my dad family member passed away. he was shock after that days I never knew that my life was going to be hell and that my life will never be the same. That night my dad had a stroke and he also Passed away leave me and a family that now I have to take care and work to proved for them and now at this movement as we got through all this, one mouth later my stupid brother got in an car crash which everyone was ok but it was a 6 car pile up on to each other. I thought everything going to be ok but they say we forgot to pay the bill during my dad passing and now I don't have any idea what to do and how I going to get the money to pay for the car crash an I'm only 20 years old I feel like giving up I don't know how much more I can take I just don't k ow if I can hold my head up hight and face this is this what god want to push me to the edge to the braking point, can someone please tell me what to do

fml

I am 26 yrs old 3 kids first 2 never had a real dad so i met someone who took me an my girls in we moved in we were engaged i found out i was preg which would b my ony happy pregnancy we had big plans found out we was having a boy things couldnt b better then a week before the baby was born he was tragically murdered ....my life sucksssss

laurens story.

The first thing I am going to say is that this is not about me. This is about a girl I knew. Although I did not know her well, I knew she was a nice girl who went to my school and my friends were her friends.

Lauren was probably the nicest girl you could know, a talented athlete and a Girl Scout. She was 8-years-old when her life turned for the worst. Her father went insane. He raped and beat her, and it is obvious she tried to resist from his wounds. Then, two days after this started, her father thought she was the devil and attempted to murder her.

He succeeded.

Lauren was only 8 when she died, first strangled then drowned and stabbed in the neck. Her father suffered a minor injury to the hand and is now in prison. Her mother and her younger brother are still alive but their lives have been greatly changed. No family, or innocent little girl, deserves this.

Wanna feel better about your life? Read about mine

Life for me has become unbearable. From the day I was born I was destined to be in pain. While my mom was pregnant with me my biological father died in a freak accident. My mom, who had many demons, became a very bad alcoholic. My life was one crisis after another. By the time I was 10 I developed severe anxiety disorder. It would continue to haunt me for years along with severe depression.

There was a time I thought I had hope for a decent future. Despite living a life of abuse, chaos, tragedy and lonliness I managed to graduate with honours. I got a great job. But no matter how hard I tried to be "normal" I could not run from myself. I could not run from the horrors that plagued my life. Then the final blow - my mother died 5 years ago. She was just 47 years old. Despite the way I grew up, my mother and I were very very close and losing her killed me. Soon after I found myself addicted to oxycontin. What started off as the means to end the painful back problems I had quickly developed into an addiction from hell. I found oxy to relieve not just my physical pain but my mental pain and anxiety. Since then I have gone from bad to worse. I've isolated myself to the point where the phone NEVER rings for me. No friends, no nothing. The only thing that keeps me going are my kids. Thank God for them. Nothing else matters but them.

I live in poverty, am trying to straighten my trashed life out but honestly I just want to die. I don't want to wake up every day...

Wishing upon a death star

eversince i was little i have always been let down by people, my dad passed away when i was 2years old and i guess i never got over not remembering him im now 19 years old and i thought i had a best friend and we knew each other for 9 years combined he was always with me and we did almost everything togather i thought i would never lose him until the day i heard his mom screaming i then found out he had committed suicide, its been 2years since his death and i still havent come to terms with it.

as for my other best friend well she has a boyfriend whos a total jerk, i moved away from my hometown after i finished my schooling but i still try to keep in contact with my friend.

i love her alot and i miss her dearly but her bf doesnt want us to be friends cause he thinks that i take up to much of her time we barely communicate any more and im finding it difficult to be happy. Every time i call her she comes up with some excuse not to talk with me.


i have taken up to cutting my hands again, i honestly just cant deal with the stress anymore. i need to get out, get out of this life.


normal people pray to god for a healthy life i on the other hand pray for death i pray that god gives me Cancer or some illness thats a death sentence i feel so depressed lately all i think about is me dieng.


i wish upon stars that god sees my torture and takes me to him i would love to be dead instead of being here on this messed up Earth where all you get is pain and heartache.


i have nobody to talk to cause no1 will understand, i sit here right now and wish i were dead.


i dont know why i have been cutting myself so often but i guess its cause the physical pain is much easier to deal with than the emotional pain.


thanks for reading this

my life sucks

when i was 8 years old my mother had passed and then i felt like the world was ending.i never stoped feeling this way and when the popular kids come by they are always mean too me.nw i have a few friends but then right after my closest person in my life had died my grandpa.that is when my workd fell apart.i sit alone at the lunch table every day just waiting to get my life over with.this was the worst life ever.i wish i can just leave forever and never come back.

Following the trail of my mother

When I was born, my mom, from what i hear now from my older cousin, started rocking back and forth and became autistic after she had me. My brother was born 7 years before me. When I was three, apparently my mom had lost it, and divorced my dad. She moved away, and by away I mean more than halfway across the country. She landed in Illinois, where she met my soon to be stepfather, named Dennis. I went to see her every summer until I was ten, and that's when she ended her own life in Florida, while I was here in California with my dad. She stabbed herself in the heart while her mom was in the bathroom. My grandma came out, and there was my mother, bleeding and eventually passing away on the kitchen floor. I remember vividly, my dad propping up on his knees in a rocking chair, and telling me my mother was dead. I went into my brothers room, crying, and looked upon his face to see him crying. What a weird moment. i was ten, and did not understand. See, nobody had ever told me that she tried to kill herself 4 times before. That she was Bipolar and Manic-depressive. These details were kept hidden from me, to spare my young heart. A year later, my dad married a woman. This woman had two kids, they went to see their dad often, because he lived close, unlike my mother where contact was pretty much severed except for the summer when I went to see her those 7 years. This woman and I got into a little argument, which is when she told my "your mother was a stupid bitc...

My story

I hate my life. I'm 17 Utterly depressed and hopeless. 2 weeks ago my mom died from cancer, she struggled to fight it, she was 50. Now it's just me my dad and 2 younger bros in the house. I basically havto do the bitch work around the house, laundry, cleaning, etc. I first became depressed in 8th grade when I started smokIng weed alot while trying to distinguish myself in my new middleschool. All my life iv moved from continent to state to other state, and really never have been able to hold friends because of it. Which sucks because I'm an extremely amiable person who ends up befriending an entire school then kissing it goodbye a couple years later. Shortly after smoking weed I started smoking cigarettes. So thus became my addiction to weed and tobacco. One night my parents came into my room and saw me splitting my wrists trying to kill myself, it was my summer going into9th grade and I was done with my life. I was an emotional mess even though I had a supportive group of friends, and an extremely loving and compassionate gf. Through the support I received I pushed thru the difficult time. My parents found me a therapist which I attended 3 times. Then dropped. Now that my moms dead I think I'm going crazy. She kept everything in my life under control, to all you reading this: you will never understand how much your mother does for you until her life ceases... It's like a void. Recently I finally left an abusive relationship with a girl who literally mindfucked me. Being ...

my life sucks

my life was fine,until my daughter passed away.now i have depression,post traumatic stress disorder.my other half acts as if nothing is wrong.and that i'm crazy.my job of 15 years fired me due to my daughters death.i cant get a job or unemployment.whats the point of anything.i've depleted my savings tolive off of.now thats gone.i'll probally lose my home that i've worked so hard for.i just think my life SUCKS so bad!!!!!!! i want to go home but the other half(my unconcern spouse) wants to stay in the country of california.believe me its a different country here.cus he smokes pot.and hes medically addicted.my state its illegal for medical use.he wont get a job.or help out.so YES MY LIFE SUCKS!!!!!!!

whatever

My mother died 12 years ago and my only brother killed himself 3 years ago... My father remarried and he's happy I think. I have uncles and grandparents and they are alright, but lost contact with all of my friends. I have a beautiful girlfriend, she and her family helped me a lot after my brother died, but for the past year I've been loosing all my interest for her, I mean, I like her as a friend and not as a gf anymore. This is because I'm completely crazy about a girl at work, that flirts with me, but she is going out with another guy... I don't want to hurt my gf's feelings, but if I leave her I'll be alone and I can't stop thinking about the other girl... Today I'm not depressed, but some days I just want to kill myself... I miss my brother and my mother a lot and I keep thinking I should be with them...

No More.

Today I found out that a good friend of mine was killed by a drunk driver. This is the second friend in four years I have lost due to the fact that some asshole couldn't monitor their alcohol consumption. I'm not a negative person and have always tried to look on the bright side of every situation. But lately things just never seem to work out no matter how hard I work towards making the situation better. My parents are divorcing or should I say attempting to divorce. My dad was laid off almost a year ago and isn't really trying to find a job to piss off my mom because she will have to pay him alimony if they spilt up and he doesn't have a source of income. So basically they have no choice but to stay together as my mom is having a hard enough time as it is trying to pay the bills and sell the house we can no longer afford to live in which is impossible because of this shitty housing market. I go to school full time and work two jobs so I can support myself and my dream of becoming an opera singer. My parents don't support my dream and do EVERYTHING they can to stop me but I refuse to back down which makes them even more angry. My father has anger management issues and has verbally and physically abused me since I was young. I stood up to him last time he tried to lay hands on me which surprised him since I'm usually pretty submissive. He's stopped doing it so frequently but anytime he starts again I fight back. My mother is no better. She has this way of beating you down...

My freind died in a fire

It was thaks giving night and I had dinner with earlier that day. My freind lived in the housenext to mine. I got to help someone across the street and as Ileave I saw my freinds hose on fire fuly involved I tried rescue her but he smoke and flames were too intense I ttreid serval times. The frie got quickly but it was too late she died from the smoke. the found her in the kitchen witha fire exstingqusher in her hand. Poor Kerri died. I was devasted when they she was dead. I did go hto her funeral and I did say some wors about her ad the things I remeber of her and we both got job the same place. I miss her help ing get sales contract from dealers. We both worked a is till do for Galaxy Enter prises we make travel trailer s motot homes RVs and campers. A home away from home is our jingleI will always miss kerrie she alwys had a smile on her face and her voice as she said good morning to the other folks that work in the office. We all miss her. I think I could done something cue her. I want end al after her death but I knew in my heart it would bring her back. My doesn't suck but with my freind that is the only part of my life that does suck.

You think you have it bad

In the past two years I:

1. Lost my beloved husband when he died suddenly and tragically at the age of 48. He slipped on an icy patch, struck his head on the ice/pavement and suffered a major subdural hematoma. He was brain dead upon arrival to the emergency room. We buried him six days later.

2. Discovered that he had not written a will, or changed the beneficiary designations on his retirement accounts after his divorce from his first wife, and let a life insurance policy meant to benefit his (grown) children lapse.

3. Had his four daughters turn against me when their mother told them lies about me and even though I helped to raise them for the past ten years and treated them as my own, suddenly I was the “evil stepmother” out to take their inheritance away from them.

4. Had my in-laws turn against me when the aforementioned stepdaughters repeated the lies about me to them.

5. Had a sister in law and her husband turn against me and verbally pummel me with accusations at the dinner table one disastrous weekend.

6. Was removed by court order, at the behest of the same aforementioned stepdaughters, as the administrator of my late husband’s estate – and replaced by a court appointed substitute administrator who subsequently decimated the estate by selling the house for a pittance and pocketing a major portion of the proceeds as his “fee”.

7. Lost my well paying job as a result of all the stress I was un...