How to overcome
your powerty demons

Save Your Relationship
No Matter How Bad
Your Situation Appears

Stop Anxiety
and panic attacks

Get Paid For
Using Social Sites!

LIFE SUCKS

Stories submitted by real people.

[Tell Your Story]

Categories:

Abuse  Addictions  Alcohol  Anger  Anxiety  Appearance  Attitude  Bad Luck  Childhood  Crime  Death  Disappointment  Drinking  Drugs  Environment  Failure  Family  Friendship  General  Health  Independent circumstances  Job  Justice  Juvenile problems  Life Story  Loneliness  Meaninglessness  Mistakes  Money  Philosophical  Poverty  Prank  Racial  Relationship  Religion  Reputation  School  Sexuality  Society  Sociopathy  Stepdad  Stepmom  Stress  Tragic Events  Unemployment  Violence  


Archive by Month:
July 2012
2012 June
2012 May
2012 April
2012 March
2012 February
2012 January
2011 December
2011 November
2011 October
2011 September
2011 August
2011 July
2011 June
2011 May
2011 April
2011 March
2011 February
2011 January
2010 December
2010 November
2010 October
2010 September
2010 August
2010 July
2010 June
2010 May
2010 April
2010 March
2010 February
January 2010
December 2009
November 2009
October 2009
September 2009
August 2009
July 2009
June 2009
May 2009
April 2009
March 2009
February 2009
January 2009
November 2008
October 2008
September 2008
May 2008
February 2008
January 2008


Ads:

Another life. Another agenda.

Posted by Inusan at December 1, 2009
Tags: Attitude  Health  November 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 slicing up my arm, until my mother noticed i had done so, so screamed & such, so did my father when he saw what i had done to my self, so they both thought i was insane, they took away the liquor & the knife which mad me so frustrated since it was the only thing i had to escape me from reality, my girl friend(to believe it or not i actually had one)some how knew about the situation & started yelling at me about it so we both yelled & screamed for a while that eventually lead to her breaking up with me, so on top of my friend being killed i lost my only girl friend I've ever had, so after that i start to go into the 'Emo' scene, my parents think I'm even more insane when i started wearing a ton of black & dark colored clothing. a few weeks passed by, my parents deiced to take a little vacation with out me, so once again i started feeling lonely, i went into the family's medicine cabinet & started taking random drugs, i passed out for a while & everything seemed to be okay, i woke up the next morning with a killer head & body aches were i could barely stand up on my own to feet.. just to cut this story short, I'm a drug & alcohol addict, i have no friends, i can't express my own opinion 'Cause if i do my parents will most likely put me in a insane asylum, my family is very poor & in debt so for up the ass, i live in a crumby ass town & in a falling apart trailer home, my family ignores me most of the time, & i just wasted 40 minutes of my life to write this crap down.


Votes:


Similar Entries:
SUCCESSFUL PROFESSIONALLY, but alone... June 17, 2011
dead inside April 9, 2012
What happened? November 16, 2011
untitled story January 25, 2011
very alone alcohol for breakfast  November 4, 2011



New Comment

Comments:
By robbie at 01,Dec,09 22:48

I'M SORRY


By anonymous at 02,Dec,09 09:44

Make the effort to snap out of this mindset. You need to stop thinking 'life sucks', and find a way to distract yourself from this navel gazing. How about you spend the next few years working like a crazy man. After this you will be older, probably wiser. Also one of the greatest satisfactions is to make other people's lives better. It's worth the effort. You may become a hero in some small way. good luck!
By anonymous at 02,Dec,09 10:01

Oh yeah .. in addition I must strongly advise: stop wasting your time, money and life on drugs and alcohol. People will tell you it's difficult to kick. I don't believe it. It's just an excuse for weak will thinking. Steel you mind to make life better for others. Your own life will improve as a result .. really .. try it.


By anonymous at 02,Dec,09 11:55

I think any mother who smokes and do drugs with a life living inside of them are insane and don't really care for their child at all! that is insane! Becuase of her, you had to battle all these health problems which could have been prevented. i hate to speak this way about her, but it makes me mad even though i've never met her.

Your life may not have been perfect in the very beginning but who said it has to be this way forever? yes you are stuck with your fokes for NOW. but understand this is only temporary. the only way you are going to get out of this mess is if you WANT to.

What i mean is, STOP with the drugs, stop with the slashing your arms, i WILL never understand why people do that and what purpose that has. i can never bring myself to get something sharp and just start tearing my skin up. i will NEVER understand it. get your butt in school, make good grades, go to college, get you a side job and start making something of your life. I was once told that when you choose to be sad and miserable, you will find misery, but when you choose to be happy you will FIND happiness. you are CHOOSING to take drugs, and you CHOOSING to cut yourself. break the cycle of drugs and all that stupid crap and be the better person.

That girlfriend that left you and started judging you wasnt good for you anyway. she isnt home with you everyday and doesnt know what you go through. if anything she should have been understanding and willing to lend an ear or shoulder to cry on. So don't dwell on her.

Please understand that this is only temporary. you may be something VERY BIG one day, but thats only if you really want it. and try finding God too. He has always been there and he's waiting on you to come to him.


By anonymous at 07,Dec,09 18:42

seeing as you clearly just want someone to listen to you, heres my email adress....just message me if u feel like u ever wan2 tell me something...aznbabygal@hotmail.co.uk

u shud also know....th all this is killng u inside...so stop the drugs and the beating and just find some music u can relate too...i actually dont kno wat else i can adve u on


By anonymous at 28,Dec,09 21:24

Well obviously youre a warrior if youre hardcore enough to cut yourself my aunt smoked when she was pregnant we couldnt even take a pic of her pregger without her hands wandering towards a pack on the table, the kid turned out looking like yoda...and had breathing problems. tap into your warrior spirit.


By anonymous at 25,Mar,10 23:41

I'm so sorry.


By Fany at 13,Sep,12 11:01

Emma - Ummmm .yeah .I just bought a colupe of really large bags at the commissary in the event that they run out and don't restock. And then I went to the German grocery store and saw that German Easter candy (including quite delectable Lindt chocolates that are unobtainable in the States)is on the shelves. I'm doomed. Maybe we could become the founding members of Chocoholics Anonymous. This time of year is deadly for me.February 25, 2009 2:55 PM


By link building at 08,Sep,13 05:13

Qmq8B5 Im thankful for the blog post. Want more.


New Comment