|Posted by The Unknown one. at June 17, 2012
The biggest question a human could ever ask, and probably the biggest reason that so many individual suffers, because the most important thing is our own life and the worst thing is we don't know when its all ends which is the biggest uncertainty we can face. I think I cannot stress that highly enough. I don't think all humans take that into consideration when acting and behaving like they do Hench all the negative things we see in the news. hate, crimes, killings, rapes, abuse, robbery, finical crisis etc.. Like with the money it was only an idea to measure not to run the planet, Hench all problems directly related to money. Why cannt we just respect our fellow human beings as individuals on equal level. I just get depressed when I think about all the misery that exist in this cruel world I don't think I can stress it highly enough. for what purpose if there is nothing before or after the live we are given. This makes me feel that my life has no purpose at all, even makes me question if its worth existing in this cruel world, since I will never know what dangerus experince I could get my self if I go into this cruel world thus I sit in front of my computer 24/7 (minus sleep). I get over paranoid and scared if I should interact with this cruel world so I suffer serve depression on daily bases. I hate the world I live in. I feel aggrier think about it, so some will finally suffer heavily how I feel. I'm totally Isolated I don't interact with another human beings unless I have to so I can continue my pointless existance.
|Posted by anonymous at June 7, 2012
I got perfect grades in school, was on the dean's list every term, and graduated with high honors. Several of my professors wrote me unsolicited letters telling me what a brain I was and how much they had enjoyed having me in their classes.
I went to work in my field immediately and spent twenty years proving that I was damned good at it. I had talents that most others in that line of work don't have. I also worked hard, was reliable, honest, clean, and pure.
As a reward, I have been overlooked, insulted, ignored, passed over, and generally shit upon by every employer and co worker I have ever had. At the same time, I have watched as ass-kissers, phonies, posers, slackers, and all types of idiots and a-holes have been praised, petted, promoted, and well-paid.
All of my studies, diligence, dedication, experience, and overall competence have been for naught. I am nowhere, and am going nowhere. I had my shot and now it's all over except waiting out the rest of my pointless existence.
|Posted by anonymous at June 5, 2012
I think I am going insane or that I am insane. I see no point in life. I hate it that we need other people to feel like we exist and everything. I hate that we need money for everything. I'm not even sure that even if I had money if i would be happy. I don't know it's all so confusing. And I'm always so self aware and always in some sort of panic. Not literally but when I am alone I just stress over things. And those things I don't even thing are worth stressing over. What the hell should I do? I don't want to die, right? Make this go away. I know I have to make it go away but I can't I just can't.
|Posted by anonymous at May 26, 2012
I'm 30 years old and been depressed for a long time now, I have no friends, they all drifted away a long time ago. I live with my girlfriend of three years and our two year old son. Every morning I wake up and its the same routine as the day before. I do all the house work,dishes,laundry,vacuuming etc. I no longer ask for help because that just causes a fight. I wish I had more energy to play with my son but we just stick him with his ipad so he's out of our way and he plays it all day and that makes me sad. I work nights 3 days a week which is not enough. I wake up late so my days are that much shorter. My gf has a calling job from home and is beginning to despise me because I'm so negative. I agree that I am...what's there to be happy about? I do all the house work, all the driving and get nagged by her daily for not having a better job. She is somewhat of a big spender and goes to the bar on a regular basis while I sit at home babysitting our son. She loves attention from other men and I had many guys texting her asking if they are still running away together or asking if her boring bf is gone, and at one point she even brought a guy home when I was at work, a guy she told me she knew from high school but later confessed she met him for the first time at the bar and he was coming on to her. Not only was I mad that she did that but I was furious that she would put our son in danger. Despite all this I do know she never cheated on me but she says she does this because I ...
|Posted by anonymous at May 19, 2012
I am 28. I live with my parents. I have a decent job, but it's also a dead end. I have no savings. The money I do earn goes to paying down debts. I have had no visitors to my home for more than five years. I have no friends. I am not yet 30, and I am a shut-in.
I am smart and capable and I have no interest in accomplishing anything in my life. There is no one left to impress, there is only the lingering dread of knowing that I will wake up and continue to disappoint those around me, or myself.
The worst thing is carrying around with me the knowledge that there is no great contest to win, even though that is what seems to motivate most people.
In my work I have had the chance to meet leaders, people of great influence and wealth. They brag without bragging. They say all the right, terrible things. Their success represents the failure of millions of people just like them. They are fucking cannibals, and they are treated like kings.
A part of me wants to die. The other part of me is too afraid.
So I work hard. I do my best, in the vain hope that someone else will care. But I know that won't happen, because they're like me. They're lost and confused and selfish, and there's no breaking the spell.
People try to cheer me up. They say things like, "There are people who kill to have the opportunities you have."
My answer is that is probably true, and that is totally fucked up.
Sex does not interest me, which...
|Posted by anonymous at May 12, 2012
Every morning I wake up and wish I could just but a bullet in my skull rather than deal with the pointlessness of my life any more. I wake up alone every morning and drag, like literally drag, myself out of bed only to go and do things which make me more miserable than you could ever imagine. The people I surround myself with don't care about me. They never ask me how I am or how I'm feeling, although having said that I can't imagine I would ever tell them the truth if they did ask. I would do what I always do and plaster on a fake smile and tell them that I'm "doing just fine". When it finally comes time for me to return home I go back to empty house and end up lying on my bedroom floor looking up at the ceiling just wishing I had someone to talk to. I don't know how much longer I can keep this up for.
|Posted by anonymous at April 25, 2012
I'm sat here on my bed, tears in my eyes reading everyones stories. Why is mental health of a family member always an atribute in fuck ups? Well i'm 20 years old, my life is shit. My mum has never understood me, she has always been rude to me and treated me like crap, my dad left when I was 8, he used to hit my mum and I have not seen him since. My sister, well shes just the middle child, annoying cow she is at 18 years old, doesnt work, just does college. So the youngest, my brother, my dearest beloved, urgh, he is autistic, not diagnosed, mum has just always thought he is, and I think he is too. I have the smallest room in the house, everyday when I come in from work my mum has a go at me about walking through the door and getting a drink of tea or eating food, when she is addicted to chocolate coffee cigarettes and weed. She complains that I dont pay enough money in the house yet she opened an account online in my name and charged £400 in debt and didnt tell me about for a year!!!! And now I'm paying it off!! My brother locks himself in the living room and has not even spoken to me since Nov last year, because I shout too much around him and annoyed him that much he wont speak to me, I shout because my mum doesnt discipline. I cannot stress enough how annoying she is with him, he is 12 years old, doesnt life a finger, gets his dinner brought to him, drinks etc, he attacks, he throws you out of the room when he wants, he does whatever he likes, he has a life of luxury whilst everyone else in the house suffers because of it. She never tells him off ever, even when he attacks me, kicks me, growls at me, punches me, throws things at me, its just calm down. When will she ever understand children need more than calm down, they need telling off when they do wrong, rewarding when they do well, emotion, role models etc. I am so sick of my life! I wish I could just run away, anywhere. Why do I have to face this life, what the fuck did I do to deserve this?
|Posted by anonymous at April 23, 2012
I see no point in life. Searching for a meaning, something that makes us happy. And you get to that goal you thought would make you happy. And you have money and a social life. But actually everything is superficial and nothing is real, no moral, since I don't think it exists. I dislike humans, even though I am one of them. I did everything I could, I have money now, I have a social life, a boyfriend. It's all fake. It's sad to think we all do the things we do for selfish reasons. You buy someone flowers so that YOU would feel good. You do something good for your own needs, satisfaction. Before I said it was what it was, and that is how we, humans, exist and live. But it just isn't enough any more. I'm not talking about a moment here. This has been eating me for years now, 10 years to be exact. And finally I've come to an end. I feel numb. And when someone dies, someone whom I have cared for, I accept it, since crying won't bring them back. And so what. I don't have anything to literally die for. Something so beautiful and strong and worth dying for. It doesn't exist. I wonder if it ever existed. I would have loved to die of hearth ache, die in an illusion i couldn't live without a certain person or a certain something! But no. We can live through anything since nothing is that meaningful. Judge away.
|Posted by Mystery Man at April 23, 2012
I know that there are those who have it worse than I, so I hope that I am not looked down upon for this rant. But, I despise my life. When I was a boy I wanted to do something cool, noble, and great. I dreamed that I could be like those romantic knights in tales of old, a hero, who could save somebody he loves (romantic or Platonic love). I thought I could be somebody who matters. In the end, I am an overweight, out-of-shape, nerd that has no direction in life. I thought that if I wait patiently, my Princess would reveal herself. She has not, and death often seems preferable to this painful mortal existence. Simply put: I have a lame life, and it's chances of getting better appear as zero.
|Posted by Downer Dave at April 22, 2012
Iíll keep thing brief since I donít think I am breaking any new ground here. I am a 44 year old loser who has never had a girlfriend or been on a date. I am not Brad Pitt but I am NOT a complete freak or anything. I lack any sense of self worth or esteem. I spend my time off from work just killing time. Over the years, the few friends that I had have drifted away as they have started lives. I have brothers and sisters, but our relationships are strictly based on a formula of occasional phone calls and tedious scripted holiday events.
I live hour by hour, day by day and week by week in a pointless pattern of sadness and boredom. I am not saying that I am a raving lunatic or that I cannot function in society. I have a good job and am financially fairly well off. Most of the time, the numbness of my routine provides a barrier that insulates me from the underlying feelings of sadness and worthlessness. I stay busy at work and watch sports on TV. But I have always had daily occurrences where the reality of my pathetic, empty life bubbles up to the surface. I just push it back down and go about my business. I feel a hopeless nausea that is almost physical. It is getting worse and more frequent of late. I feel bad so much of the time that I know that I cannot continue on this way. I am not a quitter and not suicidal, I am just sick of the emptiness when I am surrounded by so many people having such fun!
I know that this is not likely to help, but I have decided to walk away from my life and start over somewhere elseÖ Wish me luck.
|Posted by kaye at April 17, 2012
I am 25 years old. I dropped out of college because I couldn't afford it. Now I'm working a job that only pays $11 an hour and they only give me 30 hours a week. I can't afford to live on my own anymore. I have a boyfriend that I love but I hate being unable to pay my bills and getting behind on everything whiles he's doing really well. I won't ask him for help because I'm not a damn golddigger, but I hate watching him spend mimoney like its nothing while I'm struggling. I miss my freedom. I get treated like shit at work, I hate my job but I can't quit because then I'd really be screwed. I physically feel bad because I can't afford to go to a doctor, and none of the programs to help people will help me because I'm not jobless and I don't have any kids. I feel like I've tried so hard to be responsible and make good decisions but nothing just ever works out. I am so tired of how pointless everything is. Work hard and still not make ends meet. Don't get knocked up and be .one of those broke moms with dirty skinny kids, don't get a bunch of credit card debt and still I'm not happy and can't make ends meet. Make just enough money to not have to declare bankruptcy but always behind on bills. I work shitty hours when I do get to work, with people who treat me like dirt. In my free time I can't do anything but Sig here eating ramen and feeling shitty because I'm lucky if I have the gas to get to work, much less to do something that's actually fun. There's no point to any of this ...
|Posted by anonymous at April 12, 2012
All my life all Iíve wanted was to be loved back as much as I have loved. I have only had that for a very short time. My father loved me unconditionally. I lost him and that love at 26. I thought I had it with Brian and then again with Troy. They only lasted in that stage for a very very short time. Iíve never felt Iíve had it with Frank at all. Heís a realist to the point of depression. I guess he is the most honest lover Iíve ever had though. At least heís never promised that kind of love to me and then has taken it away. Heís just never given it to me from the start! LOL! I guess Iím learning from him that ďthis IS as good as it gets!Ē How depressing. I have all this love inside of me willing to share it with someone but there is no man who has the same thing inside of them to give it back. Most of them donít turn down receiving it though!
A life without love isnít worth having. Whatís the point? Doesnít that just seem like ďexistingĒ and not really living to these love dead people? I know thats how I feel, like a dog that is tied up in the back yard. The dog is feed, watered, has a little dog house to keep him dry when it rains but thats it! No interaction with the family, no one thinks to bring him in when it is really cold or hot outside, no one plays with him, no one cares if he needs some kind of ďqualityĒ of life. As if this animal has no emotion or feelings! Why bother having a dog? Hell, heís just a living breathing piece of yard art at that point. Maybe thatís what I am and have been to all these men in my life, living yard art.
|Posted by anonymous at April 10, 2012
Hello, my name is Cameron. I am 17, dirty blonde. I am here to post my story. You see, I actually have it good but also bad. For home life, I have it okay. I live lower-middle class and I have a mother who loves and cares for me. My father was already long gone before the picture. I guess I only have minor complaints about life compared to you poor humans.
My problems life within life. I feel no purpose at all. All my life I wanted to accomplish something wonderful. I wanted to be the hero. I wanted to be the one to rid suffering from most of Humanity. But as my high school life nears and end, I have yet to find a good sign of me actually achieving something. I have considered simply working as a blue collar worker and playing video games forever in an apartment because for some reason I do not ever want a normal life...
As in social means, I have no enemies and I am not a person who is alone. However, I wish I was better at not being so god damned quite. I can receive information. But I can't really talk with much luck. It's very annoying and I am working on it now. I hope I can get closer with the group I supposedly follow. I look up to my second best friend. He is what I want to become socially. He also was the first to have sex :D
As for sex!! I have luckily found out that I am NOT down with browntown. Even if she is hot. And yes, I suck at sex. But that's cause I have only done it twice with a not so hot girl. With girls, I can get any gir...
|Posted by anonymous at April 10, 2012
maybe we live in hell and religion is something to make the world spinning.
i have everything. family. home. food. roof over my head. water. and yet this makes me take advantage and want the details... i am an complete outcast in school.
life is no longer "everyday is a new day". that is serious bull. everyday is exactly the same as the last. i hate it. we don't live our lives anymore, but think it. there is no hope out of this circle unless we become a cave man or an alien. and that is not going to happen any time soon.
humans really just suck. we are ruthless children with a new toy called power. we know how to use it, but don't know the consequences...
i hate chemicals... they are the ones that makes us sad....
|Posted by sparky at April 10, 2012
Hey guys and gals. I'm a 24 year old guy, I have a job, and a degree in IT. I feel like I am intellegent not overly so but not stupid. I have a job most people would kill for it only pays around $10/h but I sit around and watch tv and play games all day everyday. I graduated back in December with a 2.5GPA due mainly to the fact that I had to work full time as an over night stocker at walmart. In highschool I had a long distance girlfriend who later moved in with me and we spent seven years togeather. Last February I was arrested for shoplifting. Aparently I bagged up some snacks at the self check in walmart and walked out without paying. Noone bothered to tell me or send me anything in the mail so I missed several courtdates and had warrents out for my arrest. My lawyer managed to keep me out of jail but its still on my record. I cant find a job in my field that will take me. My girlfriend broke my heart for some guy online a few months ago and keeps saying she is going to move out. Shes unemployed and cant drive. If I abandon her she wont be able to make it on her own even if she does find a job she could walk to. I actually convinced her to quit the job she had because it was stressing her out. So now I go to work every morning and do nothing all day because I have no responsibilites at work(Ive tried for several opertunites at advancing with no luck). I then go home and sleep on my couch doing the same things I do at work. Ive managed to somehow keep a few friends that...
|Posted by wormboy at April 5, 2012
Life is so fucking pointless. My entire life I've suffered with depression. Seems its just my lifes curse. My parents are co dependent functioning alcoholics. My father was mentally abusive. I'm pretty sure him smacking me in the head and calling me a dipshit over his mistakes has something to do with me feeling like a useless piece of shit. I fail at anything I try. I cannot excel or amount to anything. I don't have the balls to attempt suicide so I just hope for death. I apparently don't deserve happiness or real love. No love life. Always rejected and always deprived of what I wish I deserved. If I can't kill everyone something should kill me.
|Posted by anonymous at April 2, 2012
was a bright kid but growing up with undiagnosed adhd had problems with motivation at school. my dad died when i was 8, didnt have many friends at school, got bullied, started drinking and smoking when i was 15, got left back at year 8 at school, was lazy and unmotivated, got left back again after a year of doing everything else but study, quit and did construction jobs, went back to start my school, moved in with my girlfriend, everytyg thing was going good, had a part time job in a kitchen working weekends and evenings and the whole summer. got depressed cs of unsociable work hours, split up with gf, lost motivation for school, by that time i was 18.
left the country to start a new life in uk. worked in restaurants saved money and did a an arts foundation course, after which went to uni, got in a goverment debt. realized i didnt have the skills to do uni, got kicked out, now im living in a house with korean immigrants in a tiny room, working 12h x 5 days a week in a kitchen for a shit wage and soul destroying work, no actual education, no career prospects, no parents to live with, no licence, no car, no money, no gf, no friends, no time. lost all my dreams goals, and hope. only thing keeping me alive is my mother to which I owe everything. every day is dark lonely and absolutely meaningless and I cant see the light at the end of the tunnel. ppl say im still young but to me that means longer suffering ahead. dread to think whats gonna be when im 30. im horribly depressed and therapy or pills cant help cure a shit reality. It seems that suicide is inevitable at one point or the other.
|Posted by anonymous at March 25, 2012
Life is becoming a troublesome, empty shell of nothing for me. I don't know where to start, I work at a shitty place under shitty management, my family has disowned me years ago. My parents abused me since I could remember, I didn't know I had a brother until I was 16, who I met randomly while he says "hey, ****, how are you, I'm your brother." I can never sleep, I have social anxiety in extreme levels, I'm always worried about what will happen to me and this "closet" of mine that I live in. I have no friends due to my social problems, Im always depressed and lonely, I'm under a mountain of debt. Last "girlfriend" I can remember just used me for everything. I feel alone and scared.
I just don't know what's going to be next. I've always wanted a family that I can call a family. Not some broken down, secretive, backstabbing people who think your garbage.
I've read alot of posts on here that are heartbreaking, but it makes me feel like I'm not alone. If your reading this at 7am, still awake from 2 days ago, just remember, your not alone. Far from it. My heart goes out to all of you who are striving for the best. May god be with us all.
|Posted by anonymous at March 25, 2012
How pointless life is.. People come and go, people who've you've learned the same material with, people who know what the fuck your going through. But no one asks, no one says.. "perhaps he has something to say"... But your body fucks you over, and if you are one of those people who understand where im coming from.. fuck it! Thats where it starts.. and it should spit into a psychologist's therapy session. It should all. You shy motherfuckers what the fuck was shyness before the agricultural revolution.. It was non existent--now it is a psychological condition!!! Fuck me! A psychological condition.. to be afraid to talk to your fellow monkey beings. I mean it doesn't make sense. You need them!But such an overbearing social construct! It makes you, let me tell you, evolutionar-ly stupid! I say fuck this nation! It fucks us over incessantly, without even trying, and then, in the end, i'm subdued to one of its "psychological conditions" if in the first place my "condition" wouldn't exist if it weren't for this fucked up society. It sucks when the patterns of your brain place you somewhere. But don't think i have no respect for you "strongest of the fittest". You guys can adapt beyond me.. And in the fucking ironical end, the human species will be blasted out, but before, the minutes before, there will be an overabundance of socially retarded beings, that during the final supernova of our sun, will have nothing but a tattered "human experience" to die with.. And the "socially select" will enjoy.. But let me say If the fuck you didn't want me then why the fuck did you have me???????????
|Posted by anonymous at March 22, 2012
i am 24 male, i have a feeling like my life is passing by, all my friends are making new friends, and im like a puppy dog whos with them. its very difficult or even impossible for me to make friends, all the way through university i made 2 friends. no matter in what social group i am, at a party, at work etc. i am always the one who gets laughed at. its because im a NICE guy, i hate it. i have no social life at all, all i do is sit at home, go to gym and thats it. everything seems so pointless. i am a total loser, and everybody knows it, the few friends i have, they are all very popular, sometimes i wonder why they still hang out with me. oh yeah and i have never had A gf. its very difficult for me to go to public places like the mall, just walking on a crouded street, public transportation ....(i have social fobia). the f i wrong with me?