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Would anyone like to here how someone got out of this pit?I’m not gonna lie, I’m not completely fine. I’ve struggled with depressive feelings for a good 4-5 years, although I can’t actually say when or why they started. The kids at my old school bullied me quite a bit, but only in the way that they degraded my self-esteem with words, and I guess my dad having cancer also contributed to feeling helpless and weak. The feelings I had were centred around feeling like I was nothing more than a meat-shell, and moving to a new school (and largely getting ignored only contributed to this). Now, I’m a privileged kid- I’m middle class, my dad was the CEO of a big company and I currently live in a big beautiful country house; so by all standards I shouldn’t have been feeling the way I did. But I was. I only directly attempted suicide once, hanging a guitar cord from the ceiling in a noose, but my dad walked in on me as I was setting it up, and the look on his face deterred me for months afterwards. Two years after that he died of cancer, which had resulted in a personality change and a reversion to his childhood, but I felt nothing at this time. I felt callous and worthless for feeling nothing; I thought it was because I’m cold, because I’m a bad person etc. I kinda spiralled downwards from there, self-harming regularly with a pencil-sharpener blade, which my one of two friends also did at that time too. It was not trying to kill myself: it was like an odd secret, something to distract from the worthlessness of life, but it was also a way of reminding myself that I was worthless. Anyway, this continued for half a year, until my mother found my scars out (I’d left blood under my pillow somehow and she questioned me). My mum loves me, and I love my mum, so seeing her face as she saw my scars tore me up inside. But I felt more guilt. I felt worse. I stopped cutting for a while, but started again out of habit. I was as low as I’d ever been, and I was toying with a second attempt at suicide. At my new school there’s a bridge leading to a town, over a motorway, just suicide height. I often went down there to contemplate the idea, to make sense of my suicidal feelings. Well, this was until I met my girlfriend. I threw myself into this relationship entirely, holding onto it, and to her, as my lifeline. I quickly realised that I was the same for her. She was struggling with an eating disorder, and had planned her own suicide a week before we started dating (later she’d reveal that she actually attempted it, but couldn’t cut deep enough). Instead of being a lone battle, after a few months, we took it upon each other to fight our ill mental health ourselves. The prospect of losing her, and it being my fault, was enough for me to push against my own self-hate to fight what was happening to her, and the same was true for her. However there was one incident which taught me more about the state of mental health than any other. Over the summer after our GCSE’s we were in a relatively good place, and despite her eating disorder being in full swing she was making progress and I finally felt a bit more alive. But in coming back into school, the shock of my isolation to most people sent me into a relapse of sorts, causing me to slash my stomach quite deep, about half way down. I wasn’t trying to commit suicide, I was trying to punish myself for my ineptitude. I ended up in an immense amount of pain, writhing on the floor and bleeding more than I ever had before. The next time I saw my girlfriend I mentioned nothing about it, but grimaced when she hugged me and put pressure on the cut. She immediately noticed and checked my stomach, and burst into tears. This was the second time I’d seen this happen, and if you’ve seen it too you know the feeling. This time, however, I realised the truth. I realised fully and completely that I was valuable to someone. Now I’m not suggesting anyone do what I did because that would be both illegal and fucking stupid, but I am saying that you can pretend no one will miss you all you like, or that it doesn’t bother you, but when you see the face of someone who cares about you hurt by your pain, it’s an indescribable feeling. Sorry if that was a bit preachy or melodramatic, I just thought it might be useful to at least someone to read about someone who didn’t end up dying. Also kinda cathartic to properly relive all that stuff I guess. Anyway I love you all gn

No voy a mentir, no estoy completamente bien.He luchado con sentimientos depresivos por un buen 4-5 años, aunque no puedo decir cuándo o por qué empezaron.Los niños de mi vieja escuela me intimidaron un poco, pero sólo en la forma en que degradaron mi autoestima con palabras, y supongo que mi padre que tenía cáncer también contribuyó a sentirme indefenso y débil.Los sentimientos que tenía se centraban en sentir que no era más que una cáscara de carne, y en mudarme a una nueva escuela (y en gran medida me ignoraron sólo contribuyeron a esto).Ahora, soy un niño privilegiado-soy de clase media, mi padre era el director general de una gran compañía y actualmente vivo en una casa de campo grande y hermosa; así que por todos los estándares no debería haber estado sintiendo la forma en que lo hice.Pero lo fui.Sólo intenté suicidarme directamente una vez, colgando una cuerda de guitarra del techo en un noose, pero mi padre caminó sobre mí mientras lo estaba preparando, y la mirada en su cara durante meses después.

CANT SLEEP Someone help I can't sleep and I've got school in 7 hours.

CANT DORMIR Alguien que me ayude no puedo dormir y tengo escuela en 7 horas.

Can you stop using others "motivational" quotes? Just be original and make your own quote That is all

¿Puedes dejar de usar otras citas "motivativas"?Sólo sé original y haz tu propia cita Eso es todo

There's blood! I went to the bathroom, started peeing and then it hurt, I saw that the liquido was some strange color, I got so scared that I stoped, Now i'm sitting in my coach. I'm still scared, why did this kind of think always happens to me? Should I Go to a hospital or should I just wait and see if no thing happens next?? :(

¡Hay sangre!Fui al baño, empecé a orinar y luego me dolió, vi que el líquido era de un color extraño, me asusté tanto que me paré, Ahora estoy sentado en mi coche.Todavía estoy asustado, ¿por qué este tipo de pensamiento siempre me pasa a mí? ¿Debería ir a un hospital o simplemente esperar y ver si no pasa nada después? :(

It's getting easier every time...I've been suicidal since I was in high school. Every other day I think about it. I've tried once, but I wouldn't really call that an attempt. Just took a bunch of pills, and went into the ER. That was 4 years ago. I'm turning 23 this year. I've always thought about suicide. Not really to deep into it. It's just always been at the back of my mind. As life continues to go on, Im starting to give in to it. I don't really have any value in life. I've given up on religion. I've decided that religion was created for the weak minded. It keeps them distracted from what's really happening. Gives them a feeling of calm when they shouldn't be. I've already mastered that. Though my life I've learned to calm myself almost instantly. Block out all emotions. Yet there are times where it gets the best of me. I have years of suffering stuffed up inside me. It's slowly tearing my life apart. The only reason I haven't taken my gun to my head yet is because of one line I keep thinking to myself. "This will be one hell of a story to tell". The one thing I enjoy in this world, is a good story. I've wasted days, weeks, and months watching TV shows, movies, and anime. It takes me away from my life, and brings me into a new one. If only for a brief moment. Can my story just end already. I'm tired. I just want my suffering to stop...

Es cada vez más fácil, pero realmente no lo llamaría un intento.Solo he tomado un montón de pastillas, y fui a la sala de emergencias.Eso fue hace 4 años.Estoy cumpliendo 23 años este año.Siempre he pensado en el suicidio.No realmente para profundizar en ello.Siempre ha estado en el fondo de mi mente.Mientras la vida continúa, estoy empezando a ceder a ello.Realmente no tengo ningún valor en la vida.He renunciado a la religión.He decidido que la religión fue creada para los débiles.Los mantiene distraídos de lo que realmente está sucediendo.Les da una sensación de calma cuando no deberían estarlo.Yo ya lo he dominado.Aunque mi vida he aprendido a calmarme casi instantáneamente.Bloquea todas las emociones.Hay momentos en que tengo la mejor sensación de que no debería estarlo.Yo ya lo he dominado.Aunque mi vida he aprendido a aprender a calmarme a mí misma casi al instante.Bloquea todas las emociones de lo que realmente está sucediendo.Y aun hay momentos en que tengo la mejor sensación de que no debería estarlo.

Read if you don't believe that covid isn't dangerous. So i thought that too, cus i didn't think it's serious. Now my mom has it and I am reaaaaaally worried. It just doesn't hit you until someone you love gets it. Please be more careful and stay safe, otherwise you will realize that you should have been watching out too late.

Lee si no crees que covid no es peligroso.Así que pensé que también, cus no pensé que es serio.Ahora mi mamá lo tiene y estoy reaaaaaally preocupado. Simplemente no te golpea hasta que alguien que amas lo consigue.Por favor, ten más cuidado y mantente a salvo, de lo contrario te darás cuenta de que deberías haber estado mirando fuera demasiado tarde.

goodbyei cant feel like this anymore. im so alone. everyone keeps leaving and it hurts. its my turn to leave now ... im going to cut my wrists tonight. goodbye🧡

adiós no puedo sentir como esto ya más.im tan solo.todo el mundo se sigue yendo y duele.es mi turno de salir ahora ...im va a cortar mis muñecas esta noche.Adiós

i want a maid costume i’m currently going bat crazy rn and i want a cute maid costume to wear, please direct me to maid costume

Quiero un traje de mucama que actualmente voy a bat loca randa quiero un lindo traje de mucama para usar, por favor, encaminarme a traje de mucama

I constantly picture myself hanging from the ceiling of my dormCollege has been the most awful, ostracizing, putrid pile of shit experience for me. People at this school treat me like less than scum between their toes, the teachers are incompetent and unhelpful, the homework is overly tedious and often covers stuff never mentioned in class, and now I can't even cope by playing my games because of the shitty Internet. I'm just about fucking done living my unhappy twenty years of the shittiest loneliest life ever and I want my little clique of roommates to walk in and see me hung

Constantemente me imagino colgando del techo de mi dormitorioColegio ha sido la más horrible, ostracizante y putrefacta experiencia de mierda para mí.La gente en esta escuela me trata como menos que escoria entre los dedos de los pies, los profesores son incompetentes y poco útiles, la tarea es demasiado tediosa y a menudo cubre cosas nunca mencionadas en clase, y ahora ni siquiera puedo hacer frente a mis juegos debido a la mierda de Internet.Estoy a punto de mierda de vivir mi infeliz veinte años de la vida más solitaria de mierda nunca y quiero que mi pequeña camarilla de compañeros de cuarto para entrar y verme colgado

what if linguini frm Ratatouille is into hair pulling 😩💦🤔 like imagine colette is pegging his ass and she pulls his hair 😳 and he just starts breakdancing 💪😼🥂💯 that woul be kinda awkward 😩💦🍑

¿Qué si linguini frm Ratatouille está en el pelo tirando como imaginan colette está fijando su culo y ella tira de su pelo y él acaba de empezar a romper el baile que sería un poco incómodo

It keeps getting worseI have been depressed for longer than I can remember. Overall, during the day it can be enough to distract me but when night hits... god.. its unbelievable. I think I am getting worse and worse. This year started off normally like any other one but as it progresses I swear to god it feels like death is inevitable. My mind doesn't ever want to stop telling me of everything that's wrong with me. The voice in my head does make a hell of a valid point though: what does even make me worth it? What am I contributing? I am slowly losing all my friends because I can't handle it anymore, so not that. I am just slowly moving through college with a 3.0 GPA barely, so it's surely not my academics. My family is really the only reason I am alive, but I wish they hated me so I could just end it. I'm pushing the one girl that cares about me out of my life, I don't really know why. And any other girls I meet are interested in me for a few months and get bored and move on to someone else. No one knows who I really am inside. I am positive no one knows I feel like this, and that all I really feel now is numbness. Yet, I can't reach out for help from anyone. I can never put myself out like that.. there is something left in me that doesn't want to scare or hurt the people I love. I pray that one of these days I will just be walking to class and get hit by a bus. I am too cowardly to end it on my own.. I could never do that to my family. Please anyone out there.. just kill me.

En general, durante el día puede ser suficiente para distraerme, pero cuando llega la noche... Dios... es increíble.Creo que estoy empeorando y empeorando.Este año comenzó normalmente como cualquier otro, pero a medida que progresa juro que siento que la muerte es inevitable.Mi mente nunca quiere dejar de decirme de todo lo que está mal conmigo.La voz en mi cabeza hace un punto muy válido aunque: ¿qué me hace incluso merecer la pena?¿Qué estoy contribuyendo?Estoy perdiendo lentamente a todos mis amigos porque ya no puedo manejarlo, así que no es eso.Estoy moviendo lentamente a través de la universidad con un promedio de 3,0 GPA apenas, así que seguramente no es mi académico.Mi familia es realmente la única razón por la que estoy vivo, pero me gustaría que me odiaran, así que simplemente podría terminarlo.Estoy empujando a la única chica que se preocupa por mí fuera de mi vida, no sé realmente por qué.

I'm tired of the same bullshit over and overEveryday I sit at the computer all day doing whatever eat, sleep repeat. I go work my shitty ass job when I have to. I go to school sit there, do and learn nothing. 0 friends, 0 people to share my feelings with. I finally get one person to talk to, someone who knows what I'm going through and boom there gone from my life just like that. Theres no way im ever going to get my dream job. I'm tired of this bullshit excuse for a life. I just want it to end.

Estoy cansado de la misma mierda una y otra vez Todos los días me siento en el ordenador todo el día haciendo lo que sea comer, repetir el sueño.Voy a trabajar mi trabajo de mierda culo cuando tengo que hacerlo.Voy a la escuela sentarse allí, hacer y aprender nada.0 amigos, 0 personas para compartir mis sentimientos con.Finalmente consigo una persona para hablar con, alguien que sabe lo que estoy pasando y boom allí ido de mi vida así como así.No hay manera im nunca va a conseguir mi trabajo sueño.Estoy cansado de esta excusa de mierda para una vida.Solo quiero que termine.

my cousin’s grandmother went missing i never thought something like this would happen to someone relatively close to our family even tho we seldom talk to each other nor technically are blood related, i think she’s still considered part of *my* family i heard she went to the restaurant at the lowest floor alone to eat dinner that night, her family came back home from work and stuffs, except for her. everyone suspects its her alzheimers acting up, they’ve already reported this case to the police she’s been missing for over 36 hours now, it’s currently raining heavily for several hours straight, it really makes me wonder where all the people who went missing cuz of alzheimers stay at... i really hope someone took her in but the thing is.. whoever took her in should’ve reported to the police already, i mean, they just took a random old lady in and took care of her... when i heard about this, i actually kinda freaked out a bit inside, what can i do except to wish for the best to happen? apologies for bad grammar, im just a little tired rn, thanks for taking your time to read this

La abuela de mi primo desapareció nunca pensé que algo como esto le pasaría a alguien relativamente cercano a nuestra familia, incluso nosotros rara vez hablamos entre nosotros ni técnicamente están relacionados con la sangre, creo que ella todavía se considera parte de *mi* familia escuché que ella fue al restaurante en el piso más bajo solo para cenar esa noche, su familia volvió a casa de trabajo y cosas, excepto por ella.todo el mundo sospecha que sus alzheimers están actuando, ya han reportado este caso a la policía que ha estado desaparecida por más de 36 horas ahora, actualmente está lloviendo mucho durante varias horas seguidas, realmente me hace preguntarme dónde se quedan todas las personas que desaparecieron cuz de alzheimers... realmente espero que alguien la llevó pero la cosa es... quien la llevó a la policía debería haber reportado ya, quiero decir, acaba de tomar una anciana al azar y se ocupó de ella... cuando escuché acerca de esto, me enloquecí un poco dentro, ¿qué puedo hacer excepto desear que suceda lo mejor?

Might be getting fired soonWould be lying if I said I wasn't thinking about. Walking over a railroad from time to time.

Podrían estar siendo despedidos pronto sería mentir si dijera que no estaba pensando.Caminando por un ferrocarril de vez en cuando.

Long distance girlfriend is suicidalHello, so.. my girlfriend is suicidal. But.. she is now extremely suicidal because I didn't want to move in with her to another country. What can I do to help her?

La novia de larga distancia es suicidaHola, así que... mi novia es suicida.Pero... ahora es extremadamente suicida porque no quería mudarme con ella a otro país.¿Qué puedo hacer para ayudarla?

Im on a zoom meeting rn who wanna chat ? im in my economics class

Estoy en una reunión de zoom rn que quiere chatear ?im en mi clase de economía

I am having severe Career and Life Issues and I am losing all hope dont know how much more I can take it Hello Reddit, I (M26) have been a student for 8 years now and as depressing as that is, I have pressed forward in this major. However, I am really starting to doubt myself, after I get my bachelor’s degree, I feel I will not be able to get a job. I am still living at home, no car, no job I've gained weight and am losing my hair. When I was 21, I got a petty theft charge because I was trying to save money for my family and education instead of relaxing on loans, so I stole from my place of business after I got desperate and tired of struggling and I feel like that has also hurt my job aspects as well. I struggle with suicide almost every other day and am taking meds for it I was diagnosed with PTSD and Major Depressive Disorder. I was raped as a child by family for years and have been trying to cope with that for years its crippled my ability to have any meaningful relationships every GF I have had has either cheated or left me and I don’t really have a family although I have 2 close friends I feel like they don’t like me anymore or I am just a bother or charity case. When it comes to school, I am not very good at anything in this major, programming, art, game design I left community college(graduated) in 2017 took a stress break in 2018 and game back this year to University. I feel so lost I am 26 and am running out of time in life I feel so old and I that I peaked at 17. I had interest in law, but I can’t take those types of classes or transfer over because I am junior and it’s too late now. I feel that I would be better suited to do law to be an officer instead of game design plus I could use it for more things but because of the misdemeanor I feel like I would be denied . As has time marched on I have heard how hard it is to get into the game industry and with such a limited degree even if did get better at programming I couldn't use the degree for anything else but games I live in Maryland there isn't much in the way of jobs for this degree except Bethesda. I thought I wanted to do this but I haven't had many good professors for programming and learning on my own has always been hard for me I need special help and I learn better in class rooms and hands on but there are no tutors. Most of my classes are online and I am not really learning anything since they expect me to know what I am doing already when I am put in groups for projects, I feel slow, dumb and useless. I have no Idea what to do now I feel like I have wasted these 8 years and I have nothing to show for it I feel old and at the end of my rope. I am almost out of Financial Aid and in huge debt of 60,000 because my parents said I needed to help the family out and I would just give them all or most of my refund checks, I wasn't able to get my driver’s licenses until now because I had no one to teach me as my dad refused to and I had a friend teach me and I got it but I can’t afford a car. Being a full-time student and having a misdemeanor of petty theft no one wants to hire me, and I just don’t know what to do anymore I feel stupid and that its too late to make something of myself and it would just be easier for me and everyone if I just finally just jumped into traffic. I feel like my existence is pointless and that nothing bad things and bad choices have been made I have no talent or skills and I have nothing to offer society, I am tired and I just like I have no future and nothing to look forward to anymore I'm scared and tired and I just not sure what to do anymore or If I can even go on anymore. I posed this to r/Advice to because I really just want some advice on what to do and also didn't see this Sub-Reddit so forgive the double post but if I cant climb out this rut this time I am going to free myself from this hell and mistake of a life.

Estoy teniendo graves problemas de carrera y de vida y estoy perdiendo toda la esperanza no sé cuánto más puedo tomarloHola Reddit, I (M26) han sido un estudiante durante 8 años ahora y tan deprimente como eso es, he presionado hacia adelante en este mayor.Sin embargo, realmente estoy empezando a dudar de mí mismo, después de obtener mi licenciatura, siento que no voy a ser capaz de conseguir un trabajo.Todavía estoy viviendo en casa, sin coche, ningún trabajo he ganado peso y estoy perdiendo mi cabello.Cuando tenía 21, me dieron un cargo por robo menor porque estaba tratando de ahorrar dinero para mi familia y la educación en lugar de relajarse en préstamos, así que robé de mi lugar de trabajo después de que me desesperaba y cansado de luchar y me sentí como que también ha dañado mis aspectos de trabajo también. Lucho con suicidio casi todos los otros días y estoy tomando medicamentos para que me diagnosticaron con PTSD y Major Depressive Disorder.Me violaron como un niño por años y he estado tratando de lidiar con eso durante años mi capacidad para tener relaciones significativas cada vez que he tenido como GF y me han hecho trampa o me han molestado mucho más de una familia.

My girlfriend says she is always thinking of committing suicideMy girlfriend says she is always wanting to commit suicide but wont because she is Christian and would go to hell if she did... and apparently that is the only reason. I'm not really sure what to do about it because it basically make me think she doesn't give a fuck about me and would off herself if she wasn't a Christian without a single thought of me. I was hoping this subreddit would help because i'm not sure where this kind of thing goes. I might try posting it to ask reddit as well... What do you guys think about this?

Mi novia dice que siempre está pensando en suicidarseMi novia dice que siempre está queriendo suicidarse, pero no lo haría porque es cristiana y se iría al infierno si lo hiciera... y aparentemente esa es la única razón.No estoy muy seguro de qué hacer al respecto porque básicamente me hace pensar que no le importa una mierda sobre mí y se iría a la mierda si no fuera cristiana sin un solo pensamiento de mí.Esperaba que este subreddit me ayudara porque no estoy seguro de dónde va este tipo de cosas.Podría intentar publicarlo para preguntar a reddit también...¿Qué piensan ustedes de esto?

I want to commit suicide due to psychological abuse by parents and friends, am 15, grew up too fastI have been psychologically abused since the day i was born, parents put me down, kids made fun of me relentlessly becuase i was unnaturally small while the rest of my family would exclude because i was introverted. Now we have moved to a new country and its getting worse, mom and dad fight everyday and blame it on me, i know its not my fault but i feel like shit anyway so i have informed my best friend that i will be commiting suicide in one week and i dont really know how this subreddit works but i thought id post to inform people and to let out my frustration. Might seem petty but i honestly see no reason to live, maybe someone can help me.

Quiero suicidarme debido al abuso psicológico de padres y amigos, soy 15, crecí demasiado rápidoHe sido abusado psicológicamente desde el día en que nací, los padres me pusieron abajo, los niños se burlaron de mí implacablemente becuase yo era antinaturalmente pequeño mientras que el resto de mi familia excluiría porque fui introvertido.Ahora nos hemos mudado a un nuevo país y está empeorando, mamá y papá luchan todos los días y me culpan, sé que no es mi culpa, pero me siento como una mierda, así que he informado a mi mejor amigo que voy a cometer suicidio en una semana y realmente no sé cómo funciona este subreddit, pero pensé que id post para informar a la gente y dejar salir mi frustración.Puede parecer mezquino pero honestamente no veo razón para vivir, tal vez alguien puede ayudarme.

i’m hongry 😔

Soy Hongry

M13, I'm legitimately considering chugging some beer right now I'm kinda sad, and I dont want to be sad anymore, so Plus I tried wine before and it's kinda gross but hey, if it helps, it helps

M13, estoy considerando legítimamente tomar cerveza ahora mismo estoy un poco triste, y no quiero estar triste más, así que además probé vino antes y es un poco asqueroso pero oye, si ayuda, ayuda

I'm going to end my life if I'm alone again on Valentine's DayI know it seems minor or stupid to others. I've been told that. But It's not just this Valentine's Day. It's every one for over 40 years. It's every birthday, every Christmas, every single holiday. I've never been with someone, never had a gift that I didn't buy for myself. If that's what makes you happy, great. For me, it's excruciating. I've lived as fully and gone as far as I can alone. The only thing I ever wanted from life was to be loved by a significant other and bear a child. Neither of these things will happen, not for me, not now. It doesn't "get better." No amount of time changes anything. In fact, a lot of things have gotten worse. I bought a gun and closed out all my accounts, as of the end of the month. No one real will miss me or notice I'm gone. It's not really that comforting to have a hard stop and know when it's coming, but at least I know it is and I won't have to be alone for much longer.

Yo voy a terminar mi vida si estoy solo de nuevo en el Día de San ValentínSé que parece menor o estúpido para otros.Pero no es sólo este Día de San Valentín.Es cada uno por más de 40 años.Es cada cumpleaños, cada Navidad, cada vacaciones.Nunca he estado con alguien, nunca he tenido un regalo que no compré para mí.Si eso es lo que te hace feliz, genial.Para mí, es insoportable.He vivido tan completamente y he ido tan lejos como puedo a solas.Lo único que siempre he querido de la vida fue ser amado por un otro significativo y tener un hijo.Ninguna de estas cosas sucederá, no para mí, no ahora.No "mejora".No hay cantidad de tiempo que cambie nada.De hecho, muchas cosas se han vuelto peores.Compré un arma y cerré todas mis cuentas, a finales del mes.Nadie me echará de menos ni me dará cuenta de que me voy.De hecho, muchas cosas han empeorado.Compré un arma y lo voy a saber por más tiempo.

Parents are the most hypocritical people you'll meet Parents are the worst and if you've been in this sub for more than a day then you know the stories. Parents will demand respect but then belittle you while doing it acting like your existence is a gift. Parents will yell at you for a trivial lie when they do it to you for years You say or like something they don't they'll take your stuff cause you're "not listening" They'll compare you to other kids and expect you to take it in stride bit turn the tables and they will explode They'll punish you over grade when school is really just a waste of Time and they know it If they're religious then they'll take you're stuff because you're being "tempted by sin" Keep it going

Los padres son la gente más hipócrita que conocerás Los padres son lo peor y si has estado en este submarino por más de un día entonces conoces las historias.Los padres te demandarán respeto pero luego te menospreciarán mientras lo haces actuando como si tu existencia fuera un regalo.Los padres te gritarán por una mentira trivial cuando te la hagan durante años.Dices o como algo que no toman tus cosas porque estás "no escuchando" Te compararán con otros niños y esperarán que la tomes con calma girando las mesas y explotarán.Te castigarán cuando la escuela sea realmente una pérdida de tiempo y lo sabrán.Si son religiosos entonces te tomarán porque estás siendo "tentado por el pecado" Siguen adelante.

Some pushover here???I'm a girl in my mid 20. I grow up in an abusive situation, always been bullied, always been paranoid. All the people always putted their foot on my head and jumped on hard. I spent my teen years crying my self in my pillow while hoping for the love I wanted to give and receive. But I never received it, I always ended up being used. I always tried to make everyone happy and to please everyone for some approve, for feel worthy for one fucking time. They saw me as a fucking dumb naive and used me for their return, for make them feel better. I have been mentally manipulated in the worst ways. My only option is to stay alone. I'm fucking scared of people. I would love with all my heart to be able to don't give a fuck, you really don't know how much I want it. But it feels impossible at this point for me. I think I'm going crazy. I improved my self compared to the teen years but the mean of people fucked up my mentality and how I view and value my self. I grow up with no fucking love or support. But it's just past and no one care. I'm stuck. fuck being too sensible, fuck being always caring and assertive, fuck!!! All the people will always take advantage of me, I feel I am just supposed to lived like that. And it doesn't matter how much I try to be "with an attitude", from the time I talk a little with whoever, I result as a fucking dumb naive that will never understand. Fuck my self. There is someone like me?? If so, I love you and I am fucking sorry. Anyway Excuse my English. Fuck my life

Yo soy una chica de 20 años, me crié en una situación abusiva, siempre fui intimidada, siempre era paranoica.Todas las personas siempre ponían su pie en mi cabeza y saltaban duro.Me pasé mis años de adolescencia llorando en mi almohada mientras esperaba el amor que quería dar y recibir.Pero nunca lo recibí, siempre terminaba siendo usado.Siempre trataba de hacer feliz a todo el mundo y complacer a todo el mundo por un poco de aprobación, por sentirme digno de una puta vez.Me veían como un tonto ingenuo y me usaban para su regreso, para que se sintieran mejor.He sido manipulado mentalmente de las peores maneras.Mi única opción es quedarme solo.Creo que me estoy volviendo loco de la gente.Me encantaría con todo mi corazón poder no dar una mierda, realmente no sabes cuánto lo quiero.Pero me siento imposible en este punto para mí.Creo que me estoy volviendo loco.Me gustaría tener todo mi corazón en comparación con los años de adolescencia.

Anyone wanna chat on discord? My username is Random#8980. Thank you :)

¿Alguien quiere chatear sobre la discordia?Mi nombre de usuario es Random#8980.Gracias :)

Give me your hands My name is kira yoshikage and I require your hands. Now gimme

Dame tus manos Mi nombre es kira yoshikage y necesito tus manos.Ahora dame

I'm just tired of all this shit...Since i was five shit started happening. After i was born my mom moved all the way from nice, crisp, polite, warm-heated colorado, all the way to cold, humid, ghetto, dirty south florida. I've grown up seperated from my family. I've only lived with my mom and sister (and dad up untill i was five). My father was always a heavy drinker. He would come home late and piss my mom off. One day she had enough and kicked him out. It wasn't till i was eight that i figured out he wasnt fucking coming back. Since then i've only seen him ten times and last christmas and my last birthday he didnt call like he usually does. I wish i actually knew him as a father. He's just another asshole in this shit caked world. My mother is verbally and physically abusive. More verbal than physical. My sister couldnt be more of a bitch. everyone always puts me down. Mostly them two. My mom always tells me that i'm just like my dad. good for nothing low life. That i'll never amount to anything. Fuck her. I have a lot of anger, but i keep it bottled up. No one cares about what i feel or have to say. None of them understand. And it took me an entire month to figure out that i was completely alone. All i had was me. I cant keep a girlfriend, and the one i have now doesnt fucking understand either. I live in constant fear that i will end up like my dad. He haunts me 24/7. This causes me to struggle with things. I am a D student and always get into trouble, i do bad things, fight, talk back, tell teachers/cops off. even friends. I've came close to killing myself. I pussied out because i was scared of what happens after death. But i often wish that i would have done it what i had the chance. I hate this world we live in. People = shit. people tirelessly try to get to the top. They step on people to get there. It makes me fucking sick. I = shit. i wont ever do anything to change anything. For me or for others. I try my hardest to do good. I volenteer. Help people when i can. BUt i'm always never appreciated. And i'm sure as hell nothing would change if i were gone. I've helped many people with their suicide problems.... But i cant help myself. I want death so bad. I think of it was a nice, cold, drop of sugar water after a long, dehydrated, hot walk through a wasteland. Help me reddit... You're my only hope.

Estoy cansado de toda esta mierda...Desde que tenía cinco mierdas comenzó a suceder.Después de nacer mi madre se movió todo el camino de colorado agradable, crujiente, cortés, caliente-calentado, todo el camino a frío, húmedo, gueto, sucio sur florida.He crecido sepated de mi familia.He vivido sólo con mi mamá y mi hermana (y papá hasta que tenía cinco años).Mi padre siempre era un bebedor pesado.Él venía a casa tarde y cabreaba a mi mamá.Un día ella tuvo suficiente y lo echó fuera.No fue hasta que tenía ocho años que me di cuenta que no estaba volviendo.Desde entonces sólo lo he visto diez veces y la última Navidad y mi último cumpleaños no me llamó como suele llamar.Ojalá realmente lo conociera como un padre.Él es sólo otro imbécil en este mundo de mierda.Mi madre es verbal y físicamente abusivo.Más verbal que físico.Mi hermana no podía ser más de una perra.

Who else doesn't care about a girlfriend? *cries in hasn't had a girlfriend once in their life* I'm alone

¿A quién más no le importa una novia? *Cries in no ha tenido una novia una vez en su vida* Estoy solo

so my friend’s mom ruined my life Fuck this woman I stg. Her son got in trouble and she thought for some reason it had something to do with me, she just really doesn’t like me in the first place for some reason. Anyway, somehow she had the audacity to tell my mom to drug test me, and when she did I only came up positive for weed. For some reason my friend’s mom told all my other friend’s parents that I was a pothead and a bad influence and now none of my friends are allowed to hang out with me bitch

Así que la madre de mi amigo arruinó mi vida A la mierda esta mujer me stg.Su hijo se metió en problemas y ella pensó por alguna razón que tenía algo que ver conmigo, ella realmente no me gusta en el primer lugar por alguna razón.De cualquier manera, de alguna manera, ella tenía la audacia de decirle a mi mamá que me hiciera una prueba de drogas, y cuando lo hizo sólo me salió positivo para la hierba.Por alguna razón la mamá de mi amigo le dijo a todos los padres de mi otro amigo que yo era un pothead y una mala influencia y ahora ninguno de mis amigos se les permite pasar el rato conmigo perra

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I’ll make a song out of the comments of this post okie dokie folks! comment your wacky thoughts, weird phrases and basically anything random and I’m going to try to make a song out of as many comments as I can! if people actually comment I’ll post the song 🤪 have fun 🤙

Voy a hacer una canción de los comentarios de este post okie dokie people!comentar sus pensamientos locos, frases extrañas y básicamente cualquier cosa al azar y voy a tratar de hacer una canción de tantos comentarios como pueda! Si la gente realmente comentario Voy a publicar la canción divertirse

Best friend attempted suicide using Xanax?Background: He's suffered from mental illness (Bipolar II and takes Latuda) and suicidal ideation for awhile now. We've both had Xanax issues/ dependencies.| He's been placed under the Baker Act about a year and a half ago for having a manic episode at my house. Luckily this occurred while he was with me because I work at an inpatient psychiatry facility so I knew how to go about this.| I was placed under the Baker Act for suicidal ideation about a year ago. I didn't have to stay fortunately because my father is a surgeon at that hospital, and they released me to him. I am currently on Cymbalta.| We both joke about suicide (IT IS NOT A JOKE. WE PROB JUST USE HUMOR TO COPE.) We've even researched the lethal dose of Xanax, which was soooooo high that the site said it was a relatively safe drug in terms of suicide (obviously not in terms with risk of dependency and addictions). We bought "the things" from our usual guy. He has an actual script from a psychiatrist, so they are real. After we obtained the "things", my best friend and I hung out that same night... watched YouTube videos, laughed, talked about how we're going back to school, want to start going to the gym, etc. He took 6mg and I took 3mg. I am a 5'2, 105lbs 22 year old girl while he is a 6'2, prob 135?lbs 23 year old guy. There is no romantic relationship at all. He is not attracted to women. Monday- I heard nothing from him all day, which isn't a big deal. We usually text/ talk every day but I wouldn't be shaken if he doesn't reply one day. I woke up at 1pm on Tuesday (yes, I'm very lazy lol) to 2 texts. One at 8am, "So I somehow took all the pills on Sunday... then just totally slept through work yesterday and i'm just now coming to" then at 12pm, "So basically I tried to kill myself and it didn't work :)" I thought he was joking. I said, "Uhh... why would you take them all just to fall asleep when you could've just taken a few? lol" and he said "Bc I was trying to die?" That's when I became very worried. I made him call his psychiatrist and his dad or that I was going to pick him up and go to the hospital immediately. He called his psych and dad, and then they drove to the hospital. He is currently placed under the Baker Act now. I guess I just needed to vent. I know that when a person attempts suicide, they become desensitized and more likely to attempt again. He left no suicide note and even had plans for next week. Anyways, yeah. Just needed to vent to anonymous people, I guess... I just can't vent to my friends or family because I don't want to reveal that he had attempted because that's not their business. Yeah so just don't mind me... Thanks if you read this all... If you have any comments or stories you'd like to share, please do. I'm bored and stressed and would love to get my mind off this and vent.

¿El mejor amigo intentó suicidarse usando Xanax?Antecedentes: Ha sufrido de enfermedad mental (Bipolar II y toma Latuda) e ideación suicida por un tiempo.Ambos hemos tenido problemas/dependencias de Xanax.Hace aproximadamente un año y medio fue colocado bajo el Baker Act por tener un episodio maníaco en mi casa.Por suerte esto ocurrió mientras estaba conmigo porque yo trabajaba en un centro de psiquiatría para pacientes hospitalizados, así que yo sabía cómo hacerlo.Ambos bromeamos sobre el suicidio (NO ES UNA JOKE.WE PROB JUSTO USAR HUMOR A COPE.)Incluso hemos investigado la dosis letal de Xanax, que era tan alta que el sitio dijo que era una droga relativamente segura en términos de suicidio (obviamente no en términos de dependencia y adicción).

Comment on this post if you’re actually a teenager I have a feeling there’s a lot of Pedos on here

Comentar en este post si usted es realmente un adolescente Tengo la sensación de que hay un montón de Pedos en aquí

I’m coming out I’m straight I like women their has been oppression of straight people for to long so come to SLM straight lives matter to support us today it’s ok to be straight we are here to discuss the struggle of straight people

Estoy saliendo soy hetero me gusta las mujeres su ha sido la opresión de la gente hetero por mucho tiempo así que venga a la vida recta del SLM materia para apoyarnos hoy está bien ser hetero estamos aquí para discutir la lucha de la gente hetero

my town has 35 mph wind rn just a few watched a streetlight fall and a semi tip on its side. But i got my learners permit today so woooo !!

mi ciudad tiene 35 mph viento rn sólo unos pocos vieron una luz de la calle caer y una semi punta en su lado.Pero tengo mi permiso de aprendizaje hoy tan woooo !!

You are the impostor Said the zebra pointing to to another zebra in the herd

Tú eres el impostor dijo la cebra apuntando a otra cebra en el rebaño

21 years old, been in love with a heartless bitch for 5 years..We always had problems with her talking to/flirting with guys. 3 months ago we were "broken up" but still seeing eachother.. She found a ex felon with tattoos on his face to make her new boyfriend.. He was 35 and she is 20 and looks/acts like shes 17(me too). She came back to me 5 weeks later after breaking my heart asking me to help her because she was afraid for her life because of this guy. I helped her.. Quickly went back to being with her. Tonight she took long coming out of work so i went to check if she was therw and she wasn't. I discovered she is sleeping at a guy she works with's house... Right now she is probably laying in his bed.... Everyday of my life has been getting worse then the last for years now... I want to die... But my brother is an recovering addict and I'm afraid my death will make him relapse.. All my family is addicts. I think im gonna kill myself before new years...

21 años de edad, nos enamoramos de una perra sin corazón durante 5 años..Siempre tuvimos problemas con ella hablando con / flirtear con chicos.3 meses atrás nos "rompimos" pero todavía nos veíamos..Ella encontró un ex delincuente con tatuajes en su cara para hacer su nuevo novio..Él tenía 35 años y ella tiene 20 y parece que ella tiene 17(yo también).Ella volvió a mí 5 semanas después de romper mi corazón pidiéndome que la ayudara porque tenía miedo de su vida por causa de este tipo.Yo la ayudé... Rápidamente volvió a estar con ella.Esta noche se tomó mucho tiempo saliendo de mi trabajo.Yo fui a comprobar si ella era terva y no lo era.Descubrí que está durmiendo con un tipo con el que trabaja...Ahora mismo ella probablemente está recostada en su cama....Cada día de mi vida ha ido empeorando entonces el último por años ahora...Yo quiero morir...Pero mi hermano es un adicto en recuperación y temo que mi muerte lo hará recaer.Toda mi familia es adicta.

WhenIt's not a darkness. Nothing that dramatic. It's knowledge. A piece of knowledge at least. It's knowing that you don't matter. People are connected to each other. We use words like vibing to describe this. When you fuck with someone you fuck with them. I don’t vibe with anyone. I do it to myself I know. I honestly could not tell you why. Regardless, it's that knowledge. It frees you from personal attachment, because you don't matter. So nothing matters to you. Really, anyway. Nothing matters really because nothing we do makes a difference. I don't think as a species we'll learn fast enough to leave this planet before a cosmic level event or large scale natural disaster sets in motion the chain of events that will cause our extinction. People are being taught more and more to accept this attitude and it's wrong. The curiosity associated with this attitude should be promoted, the willingness to matter while we're here at least. To do things, things that matter, things that don’t. To learn how to put together a puzzle, a Lego set, a birdhouse, a shed, a PC, a car. To do stuff while you're here and know your shit. The desperate will to do better. Obviously, if someone is reading this, I couldn't matter. Or maybe I do, in some way, manage to do a decent amount before someone reads this, then good for me. I did my job as a functioning human being, and as a man. Either way, I don't feel like I ever will vibe with anyone. I’m realizing this now. I can do stuff, I can be generally handy and knowledgeable, I can improve myself. But I'll never really vibe with people. And that knowledge frees me. I’m not saying now. I'm not that selfish. When my sister gets married, and starts a family, when my mom and dad get their happy ending. When they see that one of their children can be happy, and they can rest easy knowing that I at least went on to be a productive person. When no one is really looking anymore. Then I can stop doing this. I can quit. I really want to.

Cuando no es una oscuridad.Nada tan dramático.Es un conocimiento.Al menos un pedazo de conocimiento.Es saber que no importa.La gente está conectada entre sí.Utilizamos palabras como vibing para describir esto.Cuando jodes con alguien que jodes con ellos.Yo no vibra con nadie.Yo lo sé.Yo honestamente no puedo decirte por qué.Sin embargo, es ese conocimiento.Te libera de apego personal, porque no importa.Así que nada importa para ti.Realmente, de todos modos.Nada importa realmente porque nada hacemos la diferencia.No creo que como especie aprendamos lo suficientemente rápido como para salir de este planeta antes de un evento a nivel cósmico o un desastre natural a gran escala pone en movimiento la cadena de eventos que causará nuestra extinción.Se está enseñando a la gente más y más a aceptar esta actitud y está mal.La curiosidad asociada con esta actitud debería promoverse, la disposición a importar mientras estemos aquí.

Reddit is starting to become my reality Today someone said have a nice day and I almost said “no u” instead of “you too”

Reddit está empezando a convertirse en mi realidad Hoy alguien dijo que tener un buen día y casi dije “no u” en lugar de “tú también”

Don’t want to be here, didn’t opt in to do life (23f)I don’t want to do life anymore, and hate that I was cast into this game without choice. My anxiety and depression get worse, and my burden is unfair and too heavy for another to carry. I punch my stomach repeatedly as a form of self punishment for mistakes and failures. It’s a vicious cycle. I want to opt out of this.

No quiero estar aquí, no opté por hacer la vida (23f)No quiero hacer la vida más, y odio que me echaron en este juego sin opción.Mi ansiedad y depresión empeoran, y mi carga es injusta y demasiado pesada para que otro lleve.Me golpeo el estómago repetidamente como una forma de auto castigo por errores y fracasos.Es un círculo vicioso.Quiero optar por salir de esto.

I’m interested in seeing other people’s point of views So let’s have a CIVIL discussion on abortion. Pro-life or pro-choice? Please remember to be kind to everyone and if you don’t agree that’s fine. Discussion is different than telling people they are idiots for having a certain belief(unless they like fortnite /s)

Estoy interesado en ver el punto de vista de otras personas Así que vamos a tener una discusión CIVIL sobre el aborto. ¿Pro-vida o pro-elección? Por favor, recuerde ser amable con todos y si usted no está de acuerdo que está bien.Discusión es diferente que decirle a la gente que son idiotas por tener una cierta creencia (a menos que les gusta fortnite /s)

Can anybody else just not see themselves being a grown-up adult? I can not even think of myself getting married and having children one day. Can not see myself looking after babies, feeding them, changing their diapers. Any of that. Do i have issues?

¿Puede alguien más simplemente no verse a sí mismo siendo un adulto adulto?Ni siquiera puedo pensar en mí mismo casándome y teniendo hijos un día.No puedo verme a mí mismo cuidando bebés, alimentándolos, cambiando sus pañales.Cualquier cosa de eso.¿Tengo problemas?

I'm just. So sadI had such a good future ahead of me. I was in training to be a runway model. I had a great job at a company I love. I was babysitting and looking into transcription work- I was finally feeling like an adult and like I could contribute to people's lives, after years and years of depression and feeling worthless. And then in the middle of one of my shifts in October I got sick and was in the hospital for weeks. Now I'm covered in scars. I've had 4 surgeries this year and hit my deductible before February. 2 weeks after my 3rd surgery for my medical issues I lost it. I was ruined. I told my therapist I was actively suicidal for the first time in my life. I had nothing left. I hadn't worked in over 4 months and had no money. My fiance made enough to keep us floating but the pressure made him constantly stressed and irritable. I was a burden to everyone. My therapist put me in a hospital for a week where they did nothing but put me on medication. I started self harming. I already had so many scars, so why not? It's not like I could ever work as a model *now.* 2 weeks after being released from there I had a suicide attempt. I escaped with a broken ankle, a miracle considering what I had done. I got put in a different hospital, a much nicer one, for 2.5 weeks and it was the most productive hospital stay I'd ever had. It was like, I'd already lost everything I could possibly lose, like I'd hit the reset button on my life, and suddenly everyone was back in my life and offering support and helping me figure out what to do. My meds started working somewhat and I felt a little bit of hope for the first time. I honestly thought my suicide attempt, while horrible, opened a door to a new life for me. But now I'm alone again. Everyone who showed up when I was in the hospital, claiming they understood and they would help me, has disappeared again. My broken ankle has healed completely but I walk with a significant limp and can't run without severe pain, meaning I'll probably lose the one part time job I have left, since it's physically active and requires me to be able to run. I'm still a burden, unable to work or contribute and my fiance has so much pressure he feels forced to stay in a job he hates just to keep us from being homeless. And the worst part is I did all of it to myself. If I had taken care of my body better I wouldn't have gotten sick, I would still be working on the things I'm passionate about, I wouldn't have lost pretty much everything and dug myself a hole that led to a suicide attempt, which made me lose what little I had left. I wouldn't have scars all over my body, the one reason I had never cut myself before is because I didnt want scars, and now I don't have that keeping me from doing it. People keep telling me over and over that they wouldnt be better off without me but what exactly am I contributing now? I'm not a pleasant person to be around, if I was I'd have more people wanting to be my friend. I wouldnt be here alone in my house with my cat while my fiance is on a business trip working 60 hours this week to pay rent. I don't know. My fiance is terrified he's going to get a call this week telling him I'm dead. I don't know that I can promise him he won't.

Yo estaba en formación para ser modelo de pista.Tuve un gran trabajo en una empresa que amo.Estaba haciendo de niñera y mirando el trabajo de transcripción.Por fin me sentía como un adulto y como si pudiera contribuir a la vida de las personas, después de años y años de depresión y sin valor.Y luego, en medio de uno de mis turnos en octubre, me enfermé y estuve en el hospital durante semanas.Ahora estoy cubierto de cicatrices.Este año he tenido 4 cirugías y he golpeado mi deducible antes de febrero.2 semanas después de mi tercera cirugía por mis problemas médicos lo perdí.Estaba arruinado.Le dije a mi terapeuta que era activamente suicida por primera vez en mi vida.No me quedaba nada.No había trabajado en más de 4 meses y no tenía dinero.Mi prometido hizo lo suficiente para mantenernos flotando, pero la presión lo hizo constantemente estresado e irritable.Era una carga para todos.

Got some really bad news and now there's no hope. Ending everything soon.Sorry for posting again so recently. I was mutilated by a horrible surgeon who then withheld my medical records from me. He purposefully did this to harm me for spite. I only just recently was able to get them but it's already too late. This is the message I got from the nerve clinic: As it is over 3 years following your injury, the chance for recovery is close to zero and unfortunately we are not able to assist you. I have permanent nerve damage now. I really have no hope at all anymore. My last shred of hope was that one day I wouldn't be in pain. I can't live with this. I'm ending it. :(

Tengo algunas noticias realmente malas y ahora no hay esperanza.Terminar todo pronto.Lo siento por publicar de nuevo tan recientemente.Fui mutilado por un horrible cirujano que entonces me ocultó mis registros médicos.Él deliberadamente hizo esto para hacerme daño por rencor.Sólo recientemente fui capaz de conseguirlos, pero ya es demasiado tarde.Este es el mensaje que recibí de la clínica nerviosa: Como es más de 3 años después de su lesión, la oportunidad de recuperación está cerca de cero y desafortunadamente no somos capaces de ayudarle.Tengo daño nervioso permanente ahora.Realmente no tengo ninguna esperanza en absoluto.Mi última pizca de esperanza fue que un día no estaría en dolor.No puedo vivir con esto.Estoy terminando con esto. :

Am I depressed or am I just looking for attention?I definitely have anxiety and I think I have some kind of borderline disorder. I'm 16 and I had one friend in the world until my "clinginess" made him put a lot of space between us. I feel like I am battling myself to be a well rounded person. I feel like there's something wrong with me and I'm destined to fail in life because of it. All I want in life is to start a family and grow old I feel like I won't be able to do that because of the bad part of my personality. When I am faced with thoughts of how I have no friends or examples of my own inadequacy, I fall down this slippery slope of what I think is depression. I get this pit in my stomach and I don't want to do anything but sit and stew on those feelings. When I get this way all I do is lay down or talk about how I should kill myself. I don't think I'd ever actually do it because my family loves me but I've noticed myself doing it just to make people notice. Is it all just made up in the back of my head to get people's attention?

¿Estoy deprimido o solo estoy buscando atención?Definitivamente tengo ansiedad y creo que tengo algún tipo de trastorno borderline.I'm 16 y tenía un amigo en el mundo hasta que mi "clinginess" le hizo poner mucho espacio entre nosotros.Siento que estoy luchando para ser una persona bien redondeada.Siento que hay algo malo con la mezquindad que estoy destinado a fallar en la vida debido a ello.Todo lo que quiero en la vida es comenzar una familia y envejecer siento que no voy a ser capaz de hacer eso debido a la mala parte de mi personalidad.Cuando me enfrento a pensamientos de cómo no tengo amigos o ejemplos de mi propia insuficiencia, caigo por esta pendiente resbaladiza de lo que creo que es la depresión.Tengo este hoyo en mi estómago y no quiero hacer nada más que sentarme y guisar sobre esos sentimientos.Cuando me doy cuenta de esta manera todo lo que hago es acostarme o hablar sobre cómo debo suicidarme.

Under pressureI'm under so much pressure, I can't think straight. My head is buzzing. Not much of a support network and the hotlines aren't answering. I figure I'm just going to start making a list of things to wind up, so that I don't leave a mess behind if I can't fight anymore.

Bajo tanta presión estoy bajo tanta presión, que no puedo pensar con claridad.Mi cabeza está zumbando.No hay mucha red de soporte y las líneas directas no contestan.Me imagino que voy a empezar a hacer una lista de cosas para terminar, de modo que no deje un desastre si no puedo luchar más.

What’s the average size dick for a teen? I’m just wondering lol I’m confused

¿Cuál es el tamaño promedio de la polla para un adolescente?Me pregunto lol estoy confundido

I feel like no one believes how serious your mental health is unless you’re successful in your suicide attempt..Even if you fail, some people will claim that you’re attention seeking or being over dramatic. But the second you’re gone, the whole energy changes to “we should’ve helped more” I don’t fucking get it. It’s only when someone is officially 100% GONE that people want to start caring about mental health. But then I think to myself.. it’s my life, not theirs. Why SHOULD they worry about me anyways? It’s not their job to make sure I’m happy or sane. I hope there’s a better place out there after all this.

Siento que nadie cree lo grave que es tu salud mental a menos que tengas éxito en tu intento de suicidio..Incluso si fallas, algunas personas dirán que estás buscando atención o que estás exagerando.Pero en el momento en que te vas, toda la energía cambia a “debimos haber ayudado más” No lo entiendo.Es sólo cuando alguien oficialmente se ha ido al 100% que la gente quiere empezar a preocuparse por la salud mental.Pero entonces pienso que es mi vida, no la de ellos.¿Por qué DEBERÍA preocuparse de mí de todos modos?No es su trabajo asegurarse de que estoy feliz o cuerdo.Espero que haya un lugar mejor ahí fuera después de todo esto.

Yeah sex is cool and all... But have you ever came out to trans to your crush and they come out as gay and the only reason they rejected you is cause they were gay?

Sí, el sexo es genial y todo... Pero ¿alguna vez has salido a trans a tu amor y salen como gays y la única razón por la que te rechazaron es porque eran gays?

Message to guys beginning to get into exercise and lifting: do not lift for women. No amount of exercise will make you substantially better with women (but you should do it anyway) 1. Being ripped doesn't matter with women as we as a society wear clothes. A tall man with broad shoulders who is weak and untrained will look stronger in clothes than a trained person with less favorable features. 2. The primary attributes that lead to attraction (height, frame, facial features such as jaw, eyes etc.) cannot be changes through exercise. There is no gym for your face, there is no lift to increase your height. (Being fat is different, fat can hide features like a sharp jawline etc. If you are fat become not fat ASAP) But here is why you should work out hard anyway 1. Maintaining physical fitness is great for your health. You will have more energy, more strength, and it will add years to your life. Your only regret will be not getting into it earlier. 2. Possessing physical strength can give you more confidence and earn you the respect of fellow men. It can also obviously make you better at sports if you play one. It's also just fun to surprise people with strength. I once beat one of my older brother's friends, who had wicked bigger arms than me, at arm wrestling and it is still talked about. Strength is good and you should have it. But don't expect women to come after you. This mindset will lead to discouragement.

Mensaje a los chicos que comienzan a hacer ejercicio y levantar: no levantar para las mujeres.Ninguna cantidad de ejercicio le hará sustancialmente mejor con las mujeres (pero usted debe hacerlo de todos modos)1. Ser rasgado no importa con las mujeres como nosotros como una sociedad usan ropa.Un hombre alto con hombros anchos que es débil y sin entrenamiento se verá más fuerte en la ropa que una persona entrenada con características menos favorables.2.Los atributos primarios que conducen a la atracción (altura, marco, características faciales como mandíbula, ojos, etc.) no pueden ser cambios a través del ejercicio.No hay gimnasio para su cara, no hay elevación para aumentar su altura.(Ser gordo es diferente, grasa puede ocultar características como una mandíbula aguda, etc. Si usted es gordo no engordar ASAP)Pero aquí es por qué usted debe trabajar duro de todos modos 1.Mantener la aptitud física es grande para su salud.Usted tendrá más energía, más fuerza, y añadirá años a su vida.Su único arrepentimiento será no entrar en ella antes.2.

I really close to ending itI think I'm at a point where I'm just done. I tired to get better and I'm still hurting all the time. I've lived through enough good and bad for one lifetime. Im perfectly comfortable leaving right now. The only thing keeping me here is my family but every day I'm carrying less and less about what they think. If they really love me they'll let me die. Im just so fucking tired of trying and never getting better. I attempted about a month ago and ever since then I've been wishing I succeeded. I've been dealing for depression for as long as i can remember. I'm only 21 but I've spent my whole life like this. It feels like my body is shutting down. I can't keep living like this.

Realmente estoy cerca de terminarloCreo que estoy en un punto en el que acabo de terminar.Me cansé de mejorar y todavía estoy sufriendo todo el tiempo.He vivido lo suficiente bueno y malo para una vida.Estoy perfectamente cómodo saliendo ahora mismo.Lo único que me mantiene aquí es mi familia, pero cada día estoy cargando menos y menos de lo que piensan.Si realmente me quieren me dejarán morir.Estoy tan jodidamente cansado de intentarlo y nunca mejorar.Lo intenté hace un mes y desde entonces he estado deseando tener éxito.He estado lidiando con la depresión por el tiempo que puedo recordar.Sólo tengo 21 años pero he pasado toda mi vida así.Se siente como si mi cuerpo se estuviera cerrando.No puedo seguir viviendo así.

I Don’t Want This At AllI just can’t understand why it’s so wrong to end one’s life. I have been unhappy for years. My only purpose now is to keep surviving so other people don’t have to be sad, but how is that fair? Why can’t I do what’s best for me? I’m an extremely unlikeable person with my only friend being my wonderful significant other. I’m constantly angry and sad which causes fights and destroys any possible relationship with other people. It’s been months since any “friends” have even attempted to reach out to me. I can’t even blame them for it. My S/O is the only person I’d really worry about, but I know he could do so much better than me. I see how I hurt him and how I ruin his day with my baggage. He needs someone who is uplifting. Someone to take care of him for a change. I know I’ll never be that person. This just has to happen. I have to go. I’m so tired of putting it off, but I know it’s what I have to do.

Yo no quiero esto en todosNo puedo entender por qué es tan malo acabar con la vida de uno.He sido infeliz durante años.Mi único propósito ahora es seguir sobreviviendo para que otras personas no tengan que estar tristes, pero ¿cómo es que es justo? ¿Por qué no puedo hacer lo que es mejor para mí?Soy una persona extremadamente desagradable con mi único amigo siendo mi maravilloso y significativo otro.Estoy constantemente enojado y triste que causa peleas y destruye cualquier posible relación con otras personas.Han pasado meses desde que cualquier “amigo” ha intentado siquiera llegar a mí.Ni siquiera puedo culparlos por ello.Mi S/O es la única persona de la que realmente me preocuparía, pero sé que podría hacerlo mucho mejor que yo.Veo cómo lo lastimé y cómo arruino su día con mi equipaje.Él necesita a alguien que lo esté levantando.Alguien que lo cuide para un cambio.Sé que nunca seré esa persona.Esto solo tiene que suceder.Tengo que irme.Estoy tan cansado de hacerlo, pero sé que es lo que tengo que hacer.

I don't know what keeps me goingGuys, I'm falling apart here. I'm 23 with a history of extreme depression and bipolar disorder. I live at home with my parents, and I struggle between going to college and going to work. My life is a mess. I barely have the willpower to even type up this paragraph, I'm doing terrible in school and I'm on academic probation. My parents are abusive, often telling me to just kill myself or that I'm a lazy slob. My mom often threatens to call the cops and tell them that I abuse her just to get me to do something for her. Its really fucken bad. I have no place to go. My family is merciless and cold, I come from a cultural background that places someone's value and worth only on their success. If they aren't successful they are useless. I have no one to talk to. I never want to wake up in the morning. I go to bed each night praying that I won't wake up. The only reason I haven't killed myself is fear. I'm scared that dying is worse than this. I hate the idea of losing what makes who I am, despite all that I've been through I'm scared of what lays in store after death. Some of my family is religious and even though I'm not, the suicide stigma still scares me a bit. I've been thinking of doing it in the most painless way possible, but I'm scared of failure and what might happen.

Yo no sé lo que me mantiene en pieChicos, me estoy desmoronando aquí.Tengo 23 años con una historia de depresión extrema y trastorno bipolar.Vivo en casa con mis padres, y lucho entre ir a la universidad y trabajar.Mi vida es un desastre.Apenas tengo la fuerza de voluntad para siquiera escribir este párrafo, estoy haciendo algo terrible en la escuela y estoy en libertad condicional académica.Mis padres son abusivos, a menudo me dicen que simplemente me maten o que soy un vago perezoso.Mi madre a menudo amenaza con llamar a la policía y decirles que la abuso sólo para conseguir que haga algo por ella.Es realmente malo.No tengo a quién hablar.Mi familia es despiadada y fría, vengo de un entorno cultural que pone el valor de alguien y vale la pena sólo por su éxito.Si no tienen éxito, son inútiles.No tengo a quién hablar.Nunca quiero despertarme en la mañana.Yo voy a la cama cada noche que no me despertaré.La única razón por la que no me he matado es por miedo.No tengo a nadie a que me muera.

I dont knowI don't know what to do anymore. I feel static in my head and buzzing and it hurts. Everyone hates me and I'm hurt everyday by my brother. my brother said he'd wish I'd just kill myself and my step dad says depression isn't a real thing. I just want to end it all. I just cant handle it anymore. I hurt everyone and I just don't deserve the privilege of life.

Ya no sé qué hacer.Me siento estático en mi cabeza y zumbido y me duele.Todos me odian y me lastiman todos los días mi hermano.Mi hermano dijo que desearía que me suicidara y mi padrastro dice que la depresión no es algo real.Solo quiero acabar con todo.Simplemente no puedo manejarlo más.Lastimo a todos y no merezco el privilegio de la vida.

Is there a way to know when someone is just "trolling" us or should all posts be taken seriously?I take them all seriously anyway but the ones I suspect of I just ignore.

¿Hay alguna manera de saber cuándo alguien está simplemente "enfrentándonos" o deben tomarse en serio todos los mensajes?Los tomo en serio de todos modos, pero los que sospecho que simplemente ignoro.

Living with mentally ill people has worsen my mental healthEveryone in my household has some kind of mental health-related issues (diagnosed) and it's the worst. I'm pretty sure I do but I'm not gonna get a diagnostic because it makes it "real". I'm also scared that one day employers will look at my medical chart and judge me based on my mental health (if I managed to survive past 20)... so I'm probably gonna suffer till my bitter end, which is not too far away. It sucks because sometimes they have manic episodes and they start being offensive and telling you horrible stuff and the other day it's like nothing happened... it's hard to ignore something when you're around it 24/7. I wish I had a talent or at least an attractive body so I could make money and leave this hellhole.

Vivir con personas mentalmente enfermas ha empeorado mi salud mentalTodos en mi hogar tienen algún tipo de problemas relacionados con la salud mental (diagnosticado) y es lo peor.Estoy bastante seguro de que lo hago pero no voy a obtener un diagnóstico porque lo hace "real".También tengo miedo de que un día los empleadores miren mi historial médico y me juzguen en base a mi salud mental (si me las arreglé para sobrevivir más allá de 20)...así que probablemente voy a sufrir hasta mi final amargo, que no está demasiado lejos.Apesta porque a veces tienen episodios maníacos y empiezan a ser ofensivos y te dicen cosas horribles y el otro día es como si nada hubiera pasado... es difícil ignorar algo cuando estás alrededor de él 24/7.Ojalá tuviera un talento o al menos un cuerpo atractivo para poder hacer dinero y dejar este infierno.

It's not worth trying to save my lifeIt's really not.All these people that tell me that it can be better and you deserve more obviously don't know shit bout my life or the crap I've decided not to deal with

No vale la pena tratar de salvarme la vida.En realidad no lo es.Todas estas personas que me dicen que puede ser mejor y que te mereces más obviamente no saben nada de mi vida o la mierda con la que he decidido no lidiar.

I just want it to endThe title is not original in any kind, sorry. Anyway, I wanted to say that I have all planned out. I have only thing missing and it is stopping me. Russian medical care, especially psychology is shit. They keep telling me stories that it will be alright, that It is just a time thing. IT IS NOT. I have been suicidal for more than two or maybe three years. I have it all planned. I want to disappear from my house one day and walk as far as I can possibly can to any forest and shoot myself. But (luckily??) I don't have neither gun nor a bullet to do that, but I think I'll manage that. Every day for me is worse then previous. I am just done. Burned out. I will tell you all how I ended up like this. To be short I was diagnosed with depression since I was 15 and today I am 26. Parents told me to stop lying to them about depression, to stop being lazy. I somehow managed to live to 18 years ( legal age in Russia) and went to psychologist by myself. Shit hit the fan after that. Parents started hating me. I am probably guilty in this situation. Or maybe it's just their Soviet education that made them believe that having a child who has something wrong is death-like. At age around 23-24 I discovered Reddit, r/depression to be accurate. And that sub kept me going due to emotional support of people there. But now, I feel like there is nothing that can support me. All I have is stupid 5/2 9am to 10pm job that I have to go to to keep living in my rented apartment. Huge cigarette addiction and no will left to keep on living this life. Every day is the same for me. home-work-home-sleep-repeat. And all my days off are spent by me sleeping in my bed all day. Thanks to this I have lost my friends. I have no wife/possible GF. My mother has divorced my father and has no intentions of speaking to me. My father has moved ro another city and doesn't want to keep in touch with me. All is lost. thanks for reading and sorry for ranting in your feed.

Sólo quiero que termine.La atención médica rusa, especialmente la psicología, es una mierda.Me siguen contando historias de que va a estar bien, que es sólo una cosa de tiempo.NO ES.He sido suicida durante más de dos o tal vez tres años.Lo tengo todo planeado.Quiero desaparecer de mi casa un día y caminar tanto como pueda hasta cualquier bosque y dispararme a mí mismo.Pero (¿por suerte?)No tengo ni arma ni bala para hacer eso, pero creo que lo haré.Todos los días para mí es peor que antes.Acabo de hacerlo.Me quemé.Te diré cómo terminé así.Para ser breve me diagnosticaron depresión desde que tenía 15 años y hoy soy 26.Los padres me dijeron que dejara de mentirles sobre la depresión, que dejé de ser perezoso.De alguna manera me las arreglé para vivir hasta 18 años (edad legal en Rusia) y fui a psicólogo por mí mismo.

Me when the uhhh uhhh so I spilled my milk the other day while making cerial and then my floor was wet

Yo cuando el uhhh uhhh así que derramé mi leche el otro día mientras hacía cerial y entonces mi suelo estaba mojado

Aye could I post some pics and y’all help me clutch up my math test ? It’s Quadratics omg I don’t get this I need help

Sí podría publicar algunas fotos y todos ustedes me ayudan a agarrar mi prueba de matemáticas ?It's Quadratics omg I don't get this I need help

I found the oldest cartoon animation in the world, real not a joke. [https://youtu.be/RsTf9YZWKmI](https://youtu.be/RsTf9YZWKmI)see it and tell how it is

Encontré la animación de dibujos animados más antigua del mundo, real no una broma.[https://youtu.be/RsTf9YZWKmI](https://youtu.be/RsTf9YZWKmI)verlo y decir cómo es

Free hugs #36 Just choose one Hug menu: -hug -long hug -virtual hug -invisible hug -imaginary hug -short hug -0.0$ hug -random hug -special hug -cold hug -hot hug -friendship hug -bear hug -horny hug -feel better hug -no homo hug -no horny hug -sad hug -homo hug -warm hug -happy hug -virgin hug -VIP hug -helpful hug -JoJo hug -bonk hug -frog hug -goodnight hug -teen hug -Furry hug -Good Morning hug

Abrazos gratis #36 Solo elige un menú Abrazo: -hug -long hug -long hug -invisible hug -invisible hug -imaginary hug -short hug -0.0$ hug -al azar hug -especial hug -frío hug -hot hug -friendship hug -bear hug -horny hug -sens better hug -no homo hug -no horny hug -sadhug -homo hug -homo hug -warm hug -happy hug -vig -virgin hug -VIP hug -helpful hug -JoJoJo hug -bonk hug -frog hug -buenas noches hug -doteen hug -Furry hug -Good Morning hug -Good Morning hug

Why do I feel proud in a way of my sh scars? I look at them and I certainly do have regrets yet am still making more every now and then but in a way I also proud and tbh idk why. Kinda weird :/ (sry if I used the wrong flair but I felt it fitted best in this category)

¿Por qué me siento orgulloso de una manera de mis cicatrices sh?Los miro y ciertamente tengo arrepentimientos todavía estoy haciendo más de vez en cuando, pero de una manera que también orgulloso y tbh idk por qué.Kinda raro :/ (grita si utilicé el estilo equivocado, pero sentí que encajaba mejor en esta categoría)

Need help finding a video So I need help finding a video, any video, where the punch line is two people starting at each other in silence, but one person is doing something odd/or cursed and the background sound is going “dun dun dun dun” but each dun cuts back to each person

Necesito ayuda para encontrar un video Así que necesito ayuda para encontrar un video, cualquier video, donde el chiste es dos personas empezando entre sí en silencio, pero una persona está haciendo algo extraño / o maldecido y el sonido de fondo va “dun dun dun dun” pero cada dun se reduce a cada persona

I just want helpI wanna cry while writing this. There is nothing that actually makes me happy for more than 5 minutes and every time i think something will make me happy, it gets taken away. My family laughs or ignores me when i cry and when i told them i want to see a therapist, they told me i was fine. Im only 13 so i don't know if im being spoiled or acting like this for attention. My life goal is to make it to 15 and every time i try to get my friends to understand, they always think im joking. I cant even talk to anyone.

Sólo quiero ayudaQuiero llorar mientras escribo esto.No hay nada que realmente me haga feliz durante más de 5 minutos y cada vez que pienso que algo me hará feliz, me lo quitan.Mi familia se ríe o me ignora cuando lloro y cuando les dije que quiero ver a un terapeuta, me dijeron que estaba bien.Sólo tengo 13 años, así que no sé si estoy siendo malcriado o actuando así por atención.Mi meta de vida es llegar a los 15 años y cada vez que intento hacer que mis amigos entiendan, siempre piensan que estoy bromeando.Ni siquiera puedo hablar con nadie.

If you're looking thru here So i'm doing homework at the moment. So do yours. If you want me to talk to you then i fkin will. Aight love yall stay safe bye.(dm me if you want thru discord or dms)

Si usted está mirando a través de aquíAsí que estoy haciendo los deberes en este momento.Así que hacer el tuyo.Si quieres que hable con usted entonces fkin will.Aight amor Yall mantenerse a salvo.(dm me si quieres a través de la discordia o dms)

i’m back why does my life suckkkkkkk

Estoy de vuelta ¿por qué mi vida chuparkkkkkkk

The Mars rover Perseverance launched today! If you guys have questions, comment and I’ll respond like an AMA

El Rover Mars Perseverance lanzado hoy!Si ustedes tienen preguntas, comentario y voy a responder como un AMA

Give me drawing ideas please Class is boring, I want to draw, give me some ideas please (nothing too hard pls) ^(filler filler filler)

Dame ideas de dibujo por favor Clase es aburrida, quiero dibujar, dame algunas ideas por favor (nada demasiado duro pls) ^(llenador relleno)

I'm depressedNo reasons why. Just layed in bed all day. Want to cut real bad. Feel like shit. Ugh.

Estoy deprimidoNo hay razones por las que.Sólo estaba acostado en la cama todo el día.Quieres cortar muy mal.Sentirte como una mierda.Ugh.

My best friend killed herself, she wanted me to do it with her and now shes gone and im still here......My best friend since I was seven hung herself... I have to go to a funeral for today. I don't know if I can make It through the day. Lately life has been so hard, people I thought were my friends aren't and just make fun of me behind my back. I have no family and lately the lack of family has been killing me. Ive been fighting my way through cancer and cant even afford my nausea meds let alone food and everything just feels numb and a blur, im so depressed I kust want out so badly but I cant bring myself to do it. Like I feel so lonely that it hurts physically...…..

Mi mejor amiga se suicidó, ella quería que lo hiciera con ella y ahora se ha ido e im todavía aquí......Mi mejor amiga desde que tenía siete años se ahorcó...Tengo que ir a un funeral por hoy.No sé si puedo hacerlo a través del día.Últimamente la vida ha sido tan dura, la gente que pensé que eran mis amigos no lo son y simplemente se burlan de mí a mis espaldas.No tengo familia y últimamente la falta de familia me ha estado matando.He estado luchando a mi manera a través del cáncer y no puedo incluso pagar mis medicamentos náuseas y mucho menos comida y todo se siente entumecido y borroso, im tan deprimido que quiero salir tan mal pero no puedo traerme a hacerlo.Como me siento tan sola que duele físicamente.......

Omg ..for the first time of my life i holded a Horse pp and it got hard....heavy

Omg .. por la primera vez de mi vida tuve un caballo pp y se puso duro....pesado

I am going to make some chemistry jokes... But Na Wait hol on besides these Boron jokes heres some more extra boron jokes > Oxygen and Potassium went out together, it went OK > A guy orders H20, other guy said I'll take H20 too. Other guy ded > I was gonna make chemistry joke but all the good ones argon potassium Boron-iodine

Voy a hacer algunos chistes de química ... Pero Na Wait hol encendido además de estos chistes de Boron aquí algunos más bromas extras de boro >Oxygen y Potassium salió juntos, salió bien > Un tipo pide H20, otro tipo dijo que voy a tomar H20 también.Otro tipo ded > Iba a hacer bromas de química, pero todos los buenos argon potasio Boron-yodine

I sexually identify as an Australian My pronouns are mate/cunt. Plz respect them! :)

Yo me identifico sexualmente como australiano Mis pronombres son mate/cunt.Plz respetarlos! :)

I'm a fucking piece of shit For new year's I went to a party that was being organised by my best friend's crush. Long story short, he was the first to pass out and what with the large amount of alcohol in our blood I ended up sleeping with her and now he won't speak to me and I'm afraid that I've lost my best friend for a night with a girl who I didn't know beforehand. I just had to tell someone.

Soy un maldito pedazo de mierda Para el año nuevo fui a una fiesta que estaba siendo organizada por el amor de mi mejor amigo.Larga historia corta, él fue el primero en desmayarse y lo que con la gran cantidad de alcohol en nuestra sangre terminé durmiendo con ella y ahora no me habla y me temo que he perdido a mi mejor amigo por una noche con una chica que no conocía de antemano.Sólo tenía que contárselo a alguien.

im gonna get banned for this but i’m so drunk right now and a gold award would make me cry

Voy a ser prohibido por esto pero estoy tan borracho en este momento y un premio de oro me haría llorar

They never would have let me out the mental hospital if they knew how I really feel.A week ago I was released from a mental hospital. It was my third time being forcibly sent to one in the last 3 months. I am good at convincing the shrinks their that I am fine and it was just an accident. I told them I was just bluffing when I texted my ex-fiance telling her that I was going to kill my self; I was not. I was standing in the bathroom with a bottle of vodka and all of my med sitting on the counter. She called the cops and they took me away in cuffs before anything happened. She care enough to call the cops on me but not enough to even fucking talk to me or see me. I have a good stress-less job and a ton of understanding friends who would do anything for me yet I still want to die. I just don't gain any pleasure from living. I don't want help anymore. I have been to groups and therapy and have enough pills to cover my whole bathroom counter yet I hate my life still. I can't drive on the freeway without wanting to crash my car into an overpass at 80 mph. The only way people in my life try to persuade me is by guilt tripping me and telling me that if i did kill myself they would all be so sad. I will quote Kanye West by saying "People never get the flowers while they can still smell them". **UPDATE:** So I talk to a good friend who I met in a mental hospital and has it a lot worse than me and she was very helpful. I am no longer suicidal but I am not any better, i just don't want to kill myself right now. Today I caught myself dreaming about being in a bad car crash or being shot by a stranger. I would not mind dying but I don't think I should kill myself. I feel like everything I do is to worry friends and family into caring about me but I always hate it when then do.

Nunca me habrían dejado salir del hospital mental si supieran cómo me siento realmente.Hace una semana me dieron de alta de un hospital mental.Era mi tercera vez siendo enviada por la fuerza a uno en los últimos 3 meses.Soy buena para convencer a los psiquiatras de que estoy bien y fue sólo un accidente.Les dije que estaba haciendo un farol cuando le mandé un mensaje a mi ex-fiance diciéndole que me iba a matar a mí mismo; yo no lo estaba.Estaba de pie en el baño con una botella de vodka y toda mi medicación sentada en el mostrador.Ella llamó a los policías y me quitaron las esposas antes de que pasara algo.A ella le importaba lo suficiente como para llamar a los policías sobre mí, pero ni siquiera lo suficiente para hablarme o verme.Tengo un buen trabajo sin estrés y un montón de amigos comprensivos que harían cualquier cosa por mí sin embargo todavía quiero morir.Yo simplemente no gano ningún placer de vivir.Yo no quiero más ayuda.He estado en grupos y terapia y tengo suficientes píldoras para cubrir todo mi cuarto de baño.

When you’re no longer scared of death, the world looks a lot differentEveryone loses their power. You’re not scared of threats. You’re not scared of anyone. No one has more power for your life than you do.

Cuando ya no tienes miedo de la muerte, el mundo se ve muy diferenteTodos pierden su poder.No tienes miedo de las amenazas.No tienes miedo de nadie.Nadie tiene más poder para tu vida que tú.

I hate to be like this It was senior skip day and my best friend ignored my calls all day. Apparently she had blocked me the night before. (We were fighting but we had made up and then she blocked me?) I felt alone the whole day. She hung out with people all day. I stayed home because everyone made plans and no one felt like cluing me in after asking almost everyone in my contacts. My best friend and I fought about it after she finally unblocked me. She “needed a day without me” and hung out with people who are also my friends. I have extreme fomo and it’s happened twice now that I’ve been excluded from things that literally everyone I know is going to. She fessed up and said that she felt the need to hide things from me because I have negative reactions like this. Then she fessed up even more and told me that before she went to hang out with people that literally our whole group showed up at her house in the morning. She didn’t need to tell me this she could’ve kept her mouth shut, she’s the one who blabbed to me about the last thing too? Why does she keep telling me about shit she didn’t invite me to and then not expect a bad reaction. So I told her not to talk to me until after spring break. If she needed a break from me so bad here it is. Was that a bad thing to do? I’m so depressed now.

Odio estar así.Era un día de alto nivel y mi mejor amiga ignoró mis llamadas todo el día.Aparentemente me había bloqueado la noche anterior.(Estabamos peleando pero nos habíamos reconciliado y luego me había bloqueado?)Me sentí sola todo el día.Ella se quedó con gente todo el día.Me quedé en casa porque todos hicieron planes y nadie se sintió como me claudicando después de preguntar a casi todo el mundo en mis contactos.Mi mejor amiga y yo luchamos por ello después de que ella finalmente me desbloqueó.Ella “necesitaba un día sin mí” y se quedó con gente que también son mis amigos.Tengo un foco extremo y ha pasado dos veces ahora que he sido excluida de cosas que literalmente todo el mundo que conozco va a hacer.Ella confesó y dijo que sentía la necesidad de ocultarme las cosas porque tenía reacciones negativas como esta.Luego ella confesó aún más y me dijo que antes de que ella fuera a pasar el rato con la gente que literalmente todo el grupo se presentó en su casa por la mañana.

Anyone else look in the mirror to see if they can suck in hard enough to convince themselves they’re skinny? Aha, couldn’t be me....... *I’m kidding, this is joke... kinda haha

¿Alguien más se mira en el espejo para ver si puede aspirar lo suficientemente fuerte como para convencerse de que son delgados? Aha, no podría ser yo.......* Estoy bromeando, esto es una broma... un poco jaja

say monica slowly i saw this on tiktok

Dile a Mónica que lentamente vi esto en tiktok.

You look in the mirror, what do you see? A dumbass, anyway how was your day

Te miras en el espejo, ¿qué ves?Un idiota, de todos modos, cómo fue tu día

I think today is my dayNow it's around 5PM. I'm going to teach one last class, then take the light rail to the last stop and drown myself. I hope the sea is kinder than the earth has been.

Creo que hoy es mi díaAhora es alrededor de las 5PM.Voy a enseñar una última clase, luego tomar el riel ligero a la última parada y ahogarme.Espero que el mar sea más amable que la tierra ha sido.

The Only Relief I Get Is Considering SuicideMy life is more stressed now than ever. I feel nothing but impotence and weakness. All of my dreams are just out of my reach and there's nothing I can do to further myself towards them. I've tried distracting myself, but I only seem to have hobbies and games that frustrate or stress me out. And if I do something that is supposed to be calm and relaxing I get stuck in my head and feel like a pathetic piece of shit. I'm tired of being pitied. I'm tired of lying to myself that "maybe it'll all work out." I'm tired of being crippled - because my weakness has ceased to be just a moment in my life and is now become a condition of my being. I'm tired of feeling like my life is nothing more than pretending things are not the way they are. I don't want to change my goals. If I'm not capable of my current dreams, then I'll have no dreams. And if I'm not dreaming I would prefer not be among the living. I don't know how or when I'll do it. I don't even want to tell you guys I will, because I have a feeling I might be too much of a pussy to try and that this will just be another empty promise. Everyday the boxcutter at my work looks more and more friendly. For years and years now, I've wanted one thing: To tell people of my plights and my problems and to have them give me the okay to off myself. No suggestions. No solutions. No practical advice. Just permission to die without pity, without sorrow, and without love or hate. I hate myself for surrounding myself with good people. I'd rather that they'd have never met me. There are many out there who would be envious of my position in life, but I can't bring myself to be grateful. I don't take care of myself anymore -though I never really did. My death will cause so much pain and suffering but I don't know if I really care anymore. All of my life I've had nothing but doubts. Doubts about whether or not I existed, doubts about whether or not I really loved anybody or whether I was really loved by anybody, doubts about whether I could do what I've dreamt of doing. The only moment of clarity and peace that washed away my doubts, insecurities, worries, passions and discontentment was when I told myself that I was going to end in a given time period. I told my loved ones about this and I was promptly guilt tripped into staying alive and now I resent my mother, my brother, my sister and her husband and all of my closest friends. If I cannot live a life I find worthwhile and death has been so comforting a thought, then why ought I live? I'd rather die than fall in love with someone else. I'd rather die than give up on my dreams. And I've already given up on them.

El único alivio que obtengo es considerar el suicidioMi vida está más estresada ahora que nunca.No siento nada más que impotencia y debilidad.Todos mis sueños están fuera de mi alcance y no hay nada que pueda hacer para avanzar hacia ellos.He intentado distraerme, pero solo parece que tengo pasatiempos y juegos que me frustran o me estresan.Y si hago algo que se supone que debe ser calmado y relajante me quedo atascado en mi cabeza y me siento como un pedazo de mierda patético.Estoy cansado de tener lástima.Estoy cansado de mentirme a mí mismo que "tal vez todo funcione".Estoy cansado de ser lisiado - porque mi debilidad ha dejado de ser sólo un momento en mi vida y ahora se está convirtiendo en una condición de mi ser.Estoy cansado de sentir que mi vida no es más que fingir que las cosas no son la forma en que están.No quiero cambiar mis objetivos.Si no soy capaz de tener mis sueños actuales, entonces estoy cansado de sentir que mi vida no es más que fingir que las cosas no son como están.

Whatever you do, don't look up Canberra's expected temperature on thursday!!! Please don't ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ

Hagas lo que hagas, no busques la temperatura esperada de Canberra el jueves!!!

Drop your favourite songs I’ll rate it if you want me to.

Suelta tus canciones favoritas, lo calificaré si quieres.

I'm having a real hard time. I'm sorry, this sounds horrible, but I know where my mom's meds are, and I want to take all of them.edit: I called a suicide hotline and an amazing woman named Rose helped me a lot. I'm not in immediate crisis anymore. But holy fuck, if anyone can relate to any of this crazy ass shit, I could use a supportive word. I'm 25. I'm a total loser. I live with my mom. I make very little money. I keep wishing I could stop drinking and then drinking anyway. I don't know why. My insurance is very inadequate. I want to just go to a doctor and get Antabus and Buspar but I don't have a doctor, I don't have money, and my insurance is minimum coverage which means it's not going to do anything for a lot of my problems. I moved back in with my mom in September, moped for a while, found a job in December, and I've just been crumbling ever since. I'm saving money, I'm working 30-40 hours a week, I'm doing housework, I'm trying so hard, but who the fuck cares? I'm still up to my neck in medical debt and student loan debt for a degree I dropped out of. I just had my first herpes outbreak earlier this week after being exposed in July. When I learned that the person I'd been with lied to me about his HSV2 status, I immediately felt dirty, like I was ruined, and have been incapable of any kind of physical intimacy since. I don't even know what I'm trying to communicate right now. I'm drunk, I'm sorry. My last psychologist told me I had C-PTSD. My exboyfriend from a few years back was a sexually abusive manipulator, a rapist, an animal abuser, and a literal child molester. He fucked me up real bad. I don't know if I can come back from what he did to me. I never knew he was molesting his daughter but in retrospect I should have known. I should have known and I should have put that sick fuck in jail years ago and now there's nothing I can do. His daughter came forward about all of it so there's an ongoing police investigation now but he's been hard to track down. I should have known. I should have seen the signs. I could have saved her so much sooner. He was so horrible and I just let him be horrible. I want to die. I punish myself for it in my sleep. I have dreams about him, what he did to me, what he did to his daughter. I wake up with bloody knuckles from punching the wall, or bruises from punching myself. I think I punish myself for it in waking life too, though I'm learning how not to. I work really hard to have a semi-normal life right now. I don't intentionally hurt myself anymore and I only get fucked up when I'm not working the next day. But sometimes I starve myself or isolate myself and I feel like it is my penance somehow. Will someone please talk to me? I need somebody. I know my mother has sleeping pills and benzos. I'm having a hard time not going into her room and just putting myself down. I want to rest forever. I know I shouldn't want that, but that's what I'm wanting. I know I'll probably feel grateful to wake up tomorrow if I do but right now I could go either way.

Estoy teniendo un tiempo realmente duro.Lo siento, esto suena horrible, pero sé dónde están los medicamentos de mi madre, y quiero tomar todos ellos.Editar: Llamé a una línea directa de suicidio y una mujer increíble llamada Rose me ayudó mucho.Ya no estoy en crisis inmediata.Pero mierda santa, si alguien puede relacionarse con alguna de estas mierdas locas, podría usar una palabra de apoyo.Tengo 25.Soy un perdedor total.Vivo con mi madre.Gano muy poco dinero.Sigo deseando dejar de beber y luego beber de todos modos.No sé por qué.Mi seguro es muy inadecuado.Quiero ir a un médico y conseguir a Antabus y Buspar, pero no tengo un médico, no tengo dinero, y mi seguro es una cobertura mínima lo que significa que no va a hacer nada por muchos de mis problemas.Quiero volver a trabajar con mi madre en septiembre, moví por un tiempo, encontré un trabajo en diciembre, y desde entonces me he estado quejando.

bruh the new fortnite season is so ass idk why i had hopes for it

bruh la nueva temporada de Fortnite es tan idiota por lo que tenía esperanzas para ello

So I just recently wanted to learn how to draw and I found out how sketching works. I thought you all just drew perfect circles. FillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFillerFiller

Así que recientemente quise aprender a dibujar y descubrí cómo funciona el dibujo.Pensé que todos ustedes dibujaban círculos perfectos.

I just got the same ad ten time in a row Because apparently Crunchyroll only has gta and xoflusa contracts and nothing else

Acabo de recibir el mismo anuncio diez veces seguidas porque aparentemente Crunchyroll sólo tiene contratos de gta y xoflusa y nada más

DM me for a link to some discord idk they asked me to invite people

DM me para un enlace a un poco de discordia idk me pidieron que invitara a la gente

I'm a 17 yr old self taught recording musician would really appreciate if you gave my music a listen (not rap) I just released my first album, I recorded it in my bedroom and everything is played, arranged, and produced by myself. I guess it falls under the alternative rock genre. I know I mastered it horribly, but maybe you'll like my songs. My inspirations are Elliott Smith, Mac Demarco, Connan Mockasin, Ween, Pavement and Silver Jews just to name a few. PLEASE let me know what you think! hell roast my music I don't care I just want to get it out there. Thank you. [Link to streaming services](https://distrokid.com/hyperfollow/aldenburt/chapter-one) [soundcloud](https://soundcloud.com/user-995595489)

Soy un viejo músico de grabación autodidacta de 17 años realmente apreciaría si le dieras a mi música una escucha (no rap) Acabo de lanzar mi primer álbum, lo grabé en mi habitación y todo se toca, arregla, y producido por mí mismo.Supongo que cae bajo el género alternativo del rock.Sé que lo mastericé horriblemente, pero tal vez te gusten mis canciones.Mis inspiraciones son Elliott Smith, Mac Demarco, Connan Mockasin, Ween, Pavement y Silver Jews sólo por nombrar algunos.PLAESA házmelo saber lo que piensas!infierno asar mi música no me importa sólo quiero sacarla allí.Gracias.[Enlace a los servicios de streaming](https://distrokid.com/hyperfollow/aldenburt/chapter-one)[soundcloud](https://soundcloud.com/user-99595489)

TRUMP JUST GOT TESTED POSITIVE FOR COVID-19 HE ACTUALLY GOT IT GUYS! WE WON!

Trompa acaba de ser probado positivo para Covid-19 que en realidad lo consiguió chicos!

I don't know what to do I've been sat here taking strong painkillers and cutting for an hour my whole life has gone to shit my best friend died in September I've loved her for six years we were out a couple of yearsxago butvwe stayed best friends I've never felt to close to anyone in my life after that i got kicked out of college and then i lost most of my friends and i dont think i have a future I'm not sure if i actually want to kill myself but i don't think i can stop.

No sé qué hacer he estado aquí sentado tomando analgésicos fuertes y cortando durante una hora toda mi vida se ha ido a cagar mi mejor amigo murió en septiembre la he amado durante seis años estuvimos fuera un par de añosxago pero seguimos siendo mejores amigos que nunca he sentido cerca de nadie en mi vida después de que me echaron de la universidad y luego perdí a la mayoría de mis amigos y no creo que tenga un futuro no estoy seguro de si realmente quiero suicidarme pero no creo que pueda parar.

90% chance my death will be by suicide.I'm 35 years old and have been addicted to heroin for 15 years. This past year I've been in and out of rehab 4 times. I already know that one day I'm going to kill myself... Purposely take a "hot shot" and just end it painlessly

90% de probabilidades de que mi muerte sea por suicidio.Tengo 35 años y he sido adicto a la heroína durante 15 años.Este último año he estado entrando y saliendo de rehabilitación 4 veces.Ya sé que un día me voy a suicidar...Posiblemente tomar un "hot shot" y simplemente terminarlo sin dolor

Here’s how the friendzone works. The friendzone is a desertland of men and boys whose hopes were canned. They cannot run, for life to come - for lovers they could not become. The boundary’s fence has no visible ends. A sign there says : “Sorry, but can we be friends?”

Así es como funciona la zona amiga.La zona amiga es una tierra desértica de hombres y niños cuyas esperanzas fueron enlatadas.No pueden correr, por la vida por venir - para los amantes que no podían convertirse.La valla de la frontera no tiene extremos visibles.Una señal allí dice: “Lo siento, pero ¿podemos ser amigos?”

I hate sharing my music taste because it's edgy and people judge me it's just music nothing to get a superiority complex over

Odio compartir mi gusto musical porque es nervioso y la gente me juzga que es música nada para conseguir un complejo de superioridad sobre

Good bye everyone thanks for tryingJust wanted to say good bye to everyone on Reddit. I made a post on this sub asking for help. You can probably find it by looking at post I have made. Any way I was trying to find a way to say good bye properly to the only person that has ever understood me. I did recieve some advice and some people did message me and try to help me. I was suppose to hang out with said person on the night I posted it. That did not happen. Was suppose to hang with said person tonight but I was bailed on again. It has crushed what little bit of hope I had left. Granted I was going to off myself some time soon any way. All I wanted was to say good bye to her. Any way thank you Reddit for being there. I use to go to the funny sub to cheer myself up or would just look at the front page to find new and interesting things to read or learn about. I wish I had known about this sub years ago. O well. Best of luck to anyone out there that is down and is posting on this sub. Hang tight. The people on Reddit will try and help you in any way they can. Keep doing what you do Reddit. I am at the location I had decided to do this at. Going to smoke a couple bowls and a few cigs and then I am calling it quits. The people who help on this sub keep doing what you do. Best of luck to everyone. Good bye. -Brian

Adios a todos gracias por intentarloSólo quería decir adiós a todos en Reddit.Hice un post en este sub pidiendo ayuda.Probablemente puedes encontrarlo mirando el post que he hecho.De cualquier manera estaba tratando de encontrar una manera de decir adiós correctamente a la única persona que me ha entendido.He recibido un consejo y algunas personas me han enviado un mensaje y tratar de ayudarme.Se suponía que iba a salir con dicha persona en la noche que lo publiqué.Eso no sucedió.Se suponía que iba a pasar el rato con dicha persona esta noche, pero fui rescatado de nuevo.He aplastado lo poco de esperanza que me había quedado.Grantemente iba a salir de mí mismo algún tiempo pronto de cualquier manera.Todo lo que quería era decir adiós a ella.De cualquier manera gracias a Reddit por estar allí.Utilizo ir al sub divertido para animarme a mí mismo o simplemente miraría la primera página para encontrar nuevas e interesantes cosas para leer o aprender acerca de esto.

I'm ready to end this.I really am. I cant go through all this anymore. I havent enjoyed life for so long. I havent had anyone care for me in my life for so long. I have no family or friends.i think its time to say goodbye. But i have nobody to say goodbye to. So thank you for reading. I hope you all excel in life. Its all i ever wanted.

Estoy listo para terminar esto.Realmente lo estoy.Ya no puedo pasar por todo esto.No he disfrutado de la vida por tanto tiempo.No he tenido a nadie que me cuide en mi vida durante tanto tiempo.No tengo familia ni amigos.Creo que es hora de decir adiós.Pero no tengo a nadie a quien despedirme.Así que gracias por leer.Espero que todos ustedes sobresalgan en la vida.Es todo lo que siempre quise.

I'm just not able to cope with lifeI don't think I have any stressors in my life that are on their own too much to handle, but my ability to handle my problems are non-existent. I'm too depressed and anxious to keep on living and I drive everyone in my life a way. I don't know when I'll kill myself but eventually it will it's just something I've always known about myself.

Simplemente no soy capaz de hacer frente a la vidaNo creo que tenga ningún estrés en mi vida que están por su cuenta demasiado para manejar, pero mi capacidad para manejar mis problemas son inexistentes.Estoy demasiado deprimido y ansioso para seguir viviendo y conduzco a todos en mi vida de una manera.No sé cuándo me mataré, pero eventualmente será sólo algo que siempre he sabido acerca de mí mismo.