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i am ready to goi lost everyone, and then somehow got some back but that’s not it i’m so fucking damaged nothing got better for years only thing that helped was some soft drugs, never tried more i’m just fucking ready to go i don’t want to be here anymore and i have peace wirh that

when a friend/family members opens up to you about their mental illness, it's okay to not know what the right thing to say is. but, please, say something.earlier today at dinner, i made the kind of hard decision to open up to a friend about me deciding to seek therapy again. she's not used to dealing with this kind of thing, and i understand that. but i'd be lying if i said it didn't sting a bit when she nodded and looked back down at her food, and then changed the subject a few moments later. so this is my plea to family members and friends alike: if someone opens up to you, they're in a very vulnerable place. they've probably spent days or weeks deciding whether or not to tell you what they're telling you and working out the phrasing so it comes out exactly right. it's okay if you're uncomfortable, if you don't know how to respond. that's normal. but, please, for the sake of the hurting person in front of you, tell them something. tell them, "i love you". ask them a question about their situation. ask them how you can support them. heck, even tell them that you don't know what to say; ask them what they would like to hear. just say something, because that moment is so pivotal to your loved one.

i’m thinking about admitting myselfi’m on meds, but they aren’t helping enough. i’ve been trying to get a psychologist or therapist or something, but i can’t get in to see anyone nice tried at least six different therapist/psychologists. i can’t help but feel there is something more wrong with my brain than just anxiety. i spiral so hard and i’m not sure i can protect myself anymore. i’m having such visual thoughts of what i could do. i know i need help. i’ve been trying to get it. but it’s so hard and no one will listen.

pessimism and how to stop it?so i have been working on my confidence a lot lately and trying to push through my depressive habits more. i try to challenge my negative beliefs of myself, but i often tend to fall into pessimism due to me being ,a staunch supporter of being brutally honest and logical with yourself. one example of thoughts i have been dealing with: "how good i feel about myself doesnt matter, other people are the best judges of if you`re attractive or not, if you`re intelligent or not, if you have worth or not. personal beliefs are too biased." thoughts like this obviously dont effect my self-esteem well, but it`s not like it isnt true, so it`s hard to shoo beliefs like this away when im trying to make myself feel better and get more confidence. anyone have experience with getting out of this train of thought?

did anyone else used to say hello to movie characters in the sides of buses? or was that just me growing up? saying hello to andrew garfield’s spider-man will always make me smile.

please help mei need someone. i don't care who you are, just please get me through the night. i don't know what's happening, there's too much going on in my head. please help me, i don't want to die.

getting some things off my chesthey everyone i just need to vent a little. here's my story. i was bullied real bad in elementary school. some of my classmates would make fun of me and do everything they could to try to hurt me. my mom tried going to the teachers and principles but they wouldn't do anything. all they would get was a slap on the wrist and continue messing with me. it got so bad i developed major anxiety, depression, and ocd. i also threw up so much not wanting to go to school that i had to be hospitalized. it was a real living hell. so then here comes high school and things seem to get better. until a good friend of mine got hit by a car and killed. it was pretty traumatic for me so i started seeing a therapist and a psychologist again. a month after she dies another kid in my school got in a car accident and died. kids were screaming and crying in the hallways when it was announced he was dead. and right after that another girl in my school died for reasons i'd rather not bring up. after those events i tried to keep a positive state of mind. whenever i felt gloomy and negative i would just try to ignore those feelings because back when i was depressed in elementary my doctors kept telling me my state of mind is what caused some of the disorders. i took the feelings of emptiness, hopelessness, and sadness as a sign of weakness, so i wouldn't even acknowledge them. the depressive feelings have just gotten worse over the past few months. recently me and some of my siblings have gotten into a big fight and i don't consider them family any more. my dog has died and my parents are fighting. i feel extremely depressed and empty. thank you for reading this.

experiences with antidepressants?so, im pretty much hitting a low point where i need something to level me out or im going to stop functioning entirely and/or hop off a cliff. ive been extremely hesitant to even consider antidepressants because they seem like such a crude solution to a problem we honestly dont even entirely understand, and the side effects sound awful (and apparently the potential for them to persist even after youre off the drugs?). so i figured id come here and see what other peoples experiences with them were. _ tl;dr: whats everyones experiences with anti-depressants?

before or at 30, i'm offing myself2 years from now, i've decided if i cannot make life better and i can not stop feeling this way, i'm going to just kill myself. has anyone ever felt since they were young that they were not going to live to see old age? it's like a prophecy or something. i've tried meds. i've tried therapy, i've been hospitalized. i've tried talking to "friends" and family. i''ve tried anything you can think of. the pain subsides for a while but it is still there. when i'm alone with my thoughts, when i'm not busy, it comes hard.. when i am busy, when i'm not alone, it's still there reminding me that it is all pointless. i cannot force it to stop. when the weather is shitty, it gets really intense. i'm tired of this cycle. i'm just tired. i think its easier to accept death than to accept this.

i can't wait to get a xiaomi redmi note 8 pro😎 from a bad phone to a "high-end" oneeveryone has iphones, huawei phones and samsungs while my phone will be litteraly cool(because of the liquid)

just remembered this from last year felt like i should mention so for some context i go to an all boys school and we had a female substitute teacher, we were in science class and humans we brought up and we were referred to as homo sapiens so as a class full of boys would do they made homo jokes because hahaaha no homocomedy obviously. the class was making jokes for like 5 minutes and all of a sudden of sub just went crazy at 1st we were confused why but then we noticed what she was saying, so it turned out she was lesbian and we were just insulting her for must of felt like hours to her. now i’ve learned my lesson and homo does not equal funny and to respect other people’s choices on their sexuality. to the 5 of you that read that, i hope you respect other people’s sexuality.

amazon prime has enabled me to go into full hermit mode.once it starts delivering weed i'll never have to leave the house again.

my mind is numbi just moved to a new town in february, and i thought it would be the opportunity to just get my life started (i'm 21). but as you can guess thing don't always go according to plan. i'm living here with my sister, her husband and her kids. which was ok to start with, but the longer i stay the more everything wears on my nerves. my sister treats her husband like dog shit, even though he is the one out working, but doesn't help by acting like an hormonally challenged 15 year old getting yelled at by his parents. whenever my sister is confronted she breaks down emotionally and plays the "everyone is at fault not me" game. i just wears on my nerves so much that i have just grown numb and apathetic. if i could find work that would help, but alas a three month job search turns up with zero interviews. it doesn't do much for moral... tl;dr shit really sucks and i need somebody positive to talk too.

anyone else just always mad at the worldi hate it so much, why do we have to deal with such hardships all the time... im just so done wirh everything

love being lectured by people who have never experienced mental illness on how to fix it.shut the fuck up already.

i'm such a pussy i was on omegle like 10 girls said hi to me i couldn't open my mouth

would like some advice.my name is tom. i'm just about 16 and i think i'm depressed. maybe bipolar. i want nothing more than to consult a therapist but i don't want to tell anyone that i feel sad. the reason for this is that i feel like i'll be told i'm overreacting. i'm smart and have a few good friends, but sometimes i feel like their banter hurts. whenever i make a project i get shut down, but the people who do it say it's banter. e.g. i used to make youtube videos until someone told me that i wasn't adding anything to them except editing, and the other people carried the channel. my best friend just got referred for therapy and i didn't even know he was depressed. i think he was doing what i was doing, just faking being happy, until he had a breakdown. i'm not sure if i 'deserve' therapy given that my mate is having breakdowns. i'm still sad a lot of the time, but is it bad enough? oh and i have thought about killing myself, but i don't think i've got the guts to. but other times, i've felt ecstatic like nothing can stop me. any advice? should i tell my parents? a teacher at school? anything? do i need therapy if i'm not always sad? i'm not sure if being happy sometimes negates my argument.

im so cold im shivering wild

i need music i need to diversify my playlist, name some songs.

lads. lads. do not overlook the three day weekend being over. as the hidden bonus of the three day weekend, is the 4 day week. stay strong lads.

y'all know any way to make money over winter break? i'm 13 and in major need of a bag over winter break. i'm willing to do practically anything for money but most likely jobs are gonna be online due to rona.

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reddit sent me a warning message due to "vote manipulation" all i did was say to the netflix reddit account that the person running it was cool, wtf lol.

just talking to myselfreading this is a waste of your time. i am simply babbling to myself. i wish i could post my feelings on social media, but people don't respond well to mental illness. i feel that nobody will ever love me. i am very drunk right now. i have been drunk since about january. this is the only escape i know anymore. i know what happiness feels like. i have been content before. i believe i was only fooling myself. i don't know how to make friends, and all the people i have considered "friends" were simply tolerating me. people actually feel love for their friends, and i have never felt cared about by anybody but my parents. i've tried so hard to be friendly to people, but they just take that as being easy. being an "easy friend" that they don't need to work towards having. i've tried being a cocky asshole, but this doesn't work like it does for other people. i just don't know how to make people like me. i do not like me. i completely understand why people would rather not be me around. i have tried to change this, but i can't. i think about suicide almost everyday. the tight muscles in my stomach have ached for a month. my heart beats so hard that i'm afraid i have a health issue. i don't want to hurt my parents, but i want to end my life. i want to start doing hard drugs. i've done cocaine quite a few times, but i don't think you can easily die from it. i do not like needles, but i watched train spotting recently, and heroin seems like a nice caveat to death. i really do not care about my future anymore. i used to have the idea that things will get better, and that i would one day forget about all these bad thoughts, but the days just keep getting worse and harder. i wish i had someone to talk to about my feelings. counselors do not care, they are simply paid to do a job. i wish i had somebody that actually wanted to hear how i feel, and cared about the response. if i died there would no doubt be popel who made emotional fb posts, but what the fuck does that even mean? i try not to base my life off of other people, but then what's the point? me sitting by myself in my room smiling? that feeling lasts for about a minute before you realize that you are all alone. the only reason i can come up with for living is to have a positive impact on other's lives. i am incapable of this. people would rather live their lives without me. i would rather the world existed without me. there are magnificent things to experience on this planet, but there is no point if you have nobody to share it with.

feeling utterly hopeless. i don't want to kill myself, but i don't want to live either.i've been having a damn rough time lately. i'm currently in my mid-20's and still living at home. i decided to go back to school to try to become a doctor, but my grades are simply not good enough to enter the competitive medical school process. i've been lying to my parents the entire time, and i know they will soon find out. we are already sort of strained in our relationship. i want to become a doctor very badly, but some days i don't want to get out of bed, i feel so awful and just sad. i wish i had someone to talk to, but i witnessed how my family stigmatized my own sister's bout with mental illness. i work at a hospital and can see the doctors and providers making fun of people with suicidal tendencies. they don't give a fuck if they get help or not. to top this off, a girl i previously dated told me there was no possibility of us ever getting back together. i took this rather hard. i was head over heels for this girl. she was the only person i seemed to connect to. i don't have very many friends since i moved back home, so she was a welcome change. after she told me i had no chance of ever reentering the picture, i drove to where we had our last date and walked around, quietly sobbing. i felt so broken. i still do. i often just wish i could go to sleep and never wake up. that's my fantasy. i don't want to kill myself, but i certainly don't want to live, either. i tried calling the veteran suicide hotline (i served), and the guy was of no help whatsoever. one of my hobbies is to read books on history. i try to remind myself that lincoln and churchill, great figures in history, were severely depressed, but it doesn't make me feel any better. everyday, i wish i could just walk into the ocean and never come back up. if you made it to the end of my sad ramblings, i want you to know how much i appreciate you.

so tired...i am a college student and i am just so tired of living lately and do not really know how to cope. i am not even considering suicide as a viable option so do not worry, i am just tired of routine after routine. the fact that a person's life is a systematic routine of activities that have no value towards the larger scale of life just makes me question, "what is the point of living?" i'm sick of everything going on in my life and how i am destined for so much more rather than stupid college, and then whats next:a stupid job, then a stupid marriage, then stupid retirement, then death. it all means nothing. it has no value other than the value you yourself put into it. and for me? life is meaningless. i don't agree with the human race anymore and i just think people are mindless. maybe it is depression, but maybe my eyes are open. i can't find enjoyment out of things anymore and i have considered suicide in the way past so i don't know if those thoughts ever will recur. i'm just so tired of living. although it pains me say this, it's become exceedingly apparent that i have been born and raised up into the wrong era. i feel death as such a reassuring idea. i would definitely embrace it. i'm tired of all the chemical balances and imbalances that go on in my head to describe how i am feeling every minute. how can i cope?

i want to go crazy.i'm lonely. the only person i ever loved is engaged and is disgusted by me. i want to kill people. i want to break people. i want to feel so low that nothing bothers me anymore. i want to be so psychotic that i don't remember why i started to break people. right now she is all i care about. its's been 2 years since she left. everyday it gets worse. people need to either understand me or suffer. nothing is fair, i learned that. i'm not worth anything to anyone i care about. i was born black. i'm looked down on for it. anyone i'm attracted to always says the same thing, "i'm not into black guys". like the only way anyone could be attracted to me is if i was a fetish. people need to hurt. venting doesn't help. i have no friends. no skills. i'm worthless. the only thing i'd be good for is killing. i don't care for anyone so i could do it. i need one person to love me or i'll make it so one one around me can be happy. i'll make the world fair, for me at least. people call me dramatic, i don't like performances or spectacles. i just want someone to actually care about me and for me to care about them. i'm 20, i'm alone and i'm disturbed by the lack of lack off love around me. its always for someone else.

i don’t think there are any teenager moderators on this subreddit ok, let’s be rational people for one second bere. ok, bear with me because i’m about to blow your mind. the moderators are supposed to be teenagers. guess what teenagers have to attend? school. ok, you might be thinking, “penis, multiple mods can cover multiple time zones.” well, i’m about to blow your mind. i checked the moderators list, and it turns out there are some mods who have not left despite their expiration date having passed. what does this mean? internal conflict, or worse.... here is my theory: the moderators do nothing. they get adults to moderate. do you feel comfortable with these groomers? or will you rise up? only you can change the world.

i don't want to die but i can't live with this strong sense of smell and hearingit probably sounds dramatic but it is driving me insane. pretty much any smell i will smell overpowing and it will make me sick to the stomach, nauseous, disgusted, irritated. pretty much any noise makes me so irritated i cry in frustration. i can't afford to live alone and the house i am in has very thin walls, and very loud people. i can't live live this it is torture.

so there is no cure for internalized racismi'm not sure where this leaves me. gonna stop therapy soon because it can't cure this. i want to maybe just get off the grid and never associate with humans again. but then i'd just be alone with my self hatred. it's an interesting and frustration situation. no idea what to do here. i'm not suicidal, just stewing in confused anger.

i got a dog today! he's the most precious thing ever, just a few months old and he's absolutely adorable. my heart just melts when i look at him, he loves to play and he's really happy!! just wanted to share this with you guys.

can you give me reasons to live? i'm standing at the edge of a bridge, under me, there's a river and i doubt someone will find me if i jump there and drown. i don't wanna jump, but i see no other option, so please, if you could just give me a hug or something, say a wholesome story or anything really helps. or if there's better sub, lemme know, i don't wanna bother you anymore

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what has helped you!i was just wondering what have you guys done to cope with everything? i recently started working out to see if that helps and it hasn't, i'm just wondering what your coping mechanisms are.

my gf broke up with me, and got mad at me the next day bc i didnt want to get back together. i had bad grades and got grounded and got my phone taken. she thought i was ghosting her and said she was breaking up with me. after thinking about it, all the lying she constantly does, and the mental health problems she seems like she has, i decided that was a good idea. the next day i got texts from her saying that she wanted to get back together and that she wasnt thinking clearly, even tho she said she thought about it for at least a week. she then starts getting mad at me about me not wanting to date her anymore. did i make the right decision, or should i have given it more time and thought?

just got my braces today please send some advice, wish me luck

not to sound like a anti masker but i do have a question so when you have a mask on doesn’t your air just come out the sides? like i feel like it just comes out the sides and the mask doesn’t really filter anything. can someone explain why i’m wrong so i can understand

i finally made an actual friend!!! his name is giovanni giorgio but everybody calls him giorgio.

i just mistook stephen hawkins for austin powers so i was scrolling trough netflix and see this movie called ''the theory of everything'' and say ''hey, is dat austin powers?'' i open it and the first thing i read ''stephen hawkins''. god im a fkin mess

👏 iwantcheeseanyone have any?

anybody who can photo shop(simply cropping out an image and pasting it in my hand and making it look legit) please dm! i have to write a lot of words because if not auto moderator will delete this post but seriously somebody pleaaaaaase helppppp meeee dmmmmm

how to tell a friend how i'm feelingi suddenly feel intensely sad and suicidal. i'm losing it. for once, i feel the need to tell someone but i don't want to freak them out

i have never wanted to kill myself this badly. i know that my reason is one that's been said a million times before, but i want to die nonetheless.my boyfriend is about to break up with me, i think. he says he wants to go, but he'll be dooming me. he's my first boyfriend. he was my first kiss. he's everything to me. he's my world. i've been so lonely romantically my whole life, and he took that away. i don't want to live anymore. if he doesn't want me, than i see no point in being alive. why should i be forced to live if i'm in so much pain? i don't think i'll be able to survive another heartbreak... he saved me from the first one... please... help me... i don't know what to do...

hecking math ok graphing there is only one placement x is 0 y is 2 how the hell do i get the equation from this?

where do i get helpi don't want to go to the next best therapist i come across, but googling didn't help me with finding a good one so where to go? i'm 20 and i could ask my parents but i don't want them to know yet i first want a real diagnosis, i somehow still think i'm just overreacting even tho i experience almost every single sympton at times

i’m going tonighti’m leaving.

i'm leaving my childhood home im very sad about it but there's nothing i can do. thank you for your attention

alright reddit. this is a long shot but i need help finding my old middle school history teacher. so my dad’s job requires us to move a decent bit and i had this one teacher back in middle school who had such a positive influence on my life. seeing as it’s my senior year, there’s a few teachers that i want to reach out to and thank for the help they gave me. his name is william gerichten ii and i had his class at new bridge middle school in jacksonville n.c. normally i wouldn’t do a post like this, but after being unsuccessful trying to find him, i thought the internet might be able to help.

i'm tiredi can't do this anymore. trying to get help and get back on meds is impossible right now. i have no friends, no social connections, and no one to talk to. i'm broke, unemployed, and i can't get a callback on any resumes i've sent out over the past 6 months. i'm just done. i've wasted the last 23 years of my life and i can't see myself doing anything with the time i have in front of me. i can't visualize a future for myself. i have nothing left to give and it's getting harder and harder to pretend like i'm doing okay. i want to die but i can't. living is expensive, dying is expensive, and everything in between is exhausting. hearing that it'll be okay just makes everything worse, because i know it probably will be but it doesn't feel like it. i'm just so tired. i want to be erased from existence but i have to wake up tomorrow morning and the morning after that and go through another fucking day, and i can't. i just want to lie down and die and have everything about me wiped from the earth, so no one has to be burdened by cleaning up after i kill myself. but i know i can't kill myself yet, because my family can't afford a funeral and i know they would be sad, so i'm stuck here. i just want to be done. i'm so tired and everything hurts. i don't want feedback or advice or sympathy. i just need to post this somewhere because it feels like if i don't i'll start screaming

i cant stop thinking about killing myselfi have been obssesing for hours. im in school. cant distract myself with physical activity. im anxious af i think im losing it. and theres no help. its all chaotic and i have no control. im completely powerless. im just so so much hopeless

ive made a subreddit about wall e it has like nobody in it at all and i dont know how to be a mod at all so theres that but its called r/unofficial_wall_e and i'm hopping that a lot of people join because wall e is a good movie and if you haven't seen it go look a tralier for it to see if you like it

day 4 of beautiful lyrics in songs ***song: sofia by clairo*** " i think we could do it if we tried if only to say, you're mine sofia, know that you and i shouldn't feel like a crime " another part of the song that was equally beautiful: "baby, you don't got to fight, i'll be here til the end of time wishing that you were mine, pull you in, it's alright " (p.s: i love this song i cry myself to sleep with this song omg)

i get all my shits and giggles from interacting with people on reddit, but i think i’ve had enough for today. see you tomorrow. sleep well or whatever.

zappedi've been doing okay the last several days, considering i've been able to make it out of bed and do my job and such, but today i hit a wall. i feel completely mentally, emotionally, and physically exhausted. unfortunately i can't go to sleep right now because i have more work to do. it feels like somebody reached in and vacuumed out all the chemicals in my brain that provide me with energy or the ability to think clearly.

why do people think it's sad if you're alonei just moved to a new place, far from my boyfriend, friends, family. i don't know anyone. i came here for work and the work sucks. i can't leave because i need the money. i got really tired of sitting around at home alone so i took your advice and started going out more and now when my "friends" ask me what i do, they tell me how sad it is i go out alone. wtf is that even. i am trying to make the best out of a bad situation but nothing i do is good enough

i think the hardest thing lately is realizing that absolutely nobody cares.i just....it's hard because nobody does care. nobody wants to be my friend or have anything to do with me and it's just...makes me think what's the point. i hate life so much. i really don't think there's anyone who could understand...and whenever i do tell people what is going on they just seem not to care or listen...i just really hate my life so much.

carrots eat rabbits not the other way around

🇫🇷🇫🇷 france fact #4 🇫🇷🇫🇷 how is it still self post weekend it's monday what also france's language is "french"

roses are red violets are blue i can’t rhyme but can i date you 😸

i don't know how many of you need to hear this, but soulja boy off in this ho watch me crank it, watch me roll watch me crank dat soulja boy then superman that ho now watch me yuuuuuuu (crank dat soulja boy) now watch me yuuuuuuu (crank dat soulja boy) now watch me yuuuuuuu (crank dat soulja boy) now watch me yuuuuuuu (crank dat soulja boy) now watch

i don't have any close friends that i can talk to about my problems.i've never had a "best friend" or anything even close to that through high school. it really fucking sucks having so many negative emotions and feelings that i can't let out to anyone.

the catch 20/20i never want to hold someone hostage with the fact that i want to kill myself. but i can’t honestly say that hearing specific shit from my partner wouldn’t push me over the edge. idk. i don’t want to ever hold someone else accountable for what’s wrong in my head but also know that if some shit goes down i might do it

i'm not afraid of being punch in the face, i'm more afraid of bugs and insects bite/sting there's a fucking wasp flying at the stairs and i cant go down to close the lights. fuck

it’s my first week of college...i feel like my life is ending. classes will be fine, i think. they haven’t started yet, but i’m feeling alright about them. i am an academically strong student. but interacting with everyone today...the orientation, the talking, it killed me inside. i go out with new people, laugh and smile and enjoy the time and enjoy them, and then go home and lay down numb and terrified that i can’t keep it up. that they don’t like me, that they just humoured me, that i’ll lose the few people i have. i hid my face in my faculty group picture. i do everything i can to avoid contact with the other people on my floor, because i don’t want to be seen. i just broke down in the shower tonight. i’ll never feel interesting, or handsome, or loved. i want to know how long it’ll take me to waste away in my room...

parents please. every time we plan something. don’t plan something instead of it. forced fun is not fun. we teens have a limited time while being teens. it maybe doesn’t seem like we never do something. the only thing parents maybe see is us laying in bed. maybe we’re doing that but, that’s something we want to do. we’re not wasting anytime. if we are up late at night, it’s not because we want to go against our parents. it’s because at that time our friends are awake, we socialize at that time. don’t take our phones away. just because your parents didn’t have phones when they were young doesn’t mean that we can go without them. today we use our phones to talk to each other. without our phones we will not have many friends. people will forget about you.

aw my mom just came into my bedroom while i was “asleep” she was checking if my windows were closed so i wouldnt drown from the thunderstorm outside. i will be expectjng my oscar nomination soon

looking for a post i am looking for that post where that older guy gave us tips on life that he wished he did. i am interseted in the stock investing part.

explaining my meme so i new this kid who was starting to do music. at the time i had just put out a song after about 2 years give or take. anyway, i do 4 songs with the kid for his album. he promised to pay me back in august. then august came around. he said october. at this point i’m pissed because i was supposed to be paid by now, a bunch of his friends mention that he did this with another guy. i call him up and he says i don’t deserve the money after trying to get paid for the services i did.. months go by he sends me a voice message on instagram (i’m boxing his friend) saying that if i beat his friend then he’s coming for me *end of anime so far* i’m gonna put the audio in here too

playing video games and isolating myself in my room has seemed to have backfired at 25 years of agewhat was i thinking? i could have played them in moderation but i played them excessively. late nights which affected my school grades and i never went to university, instead i went into a retail job i then thought would be temporary (which turned into a fucking brutal six years) which eventually ended up with me quitting due to a nervous breakdown. two years later i'm still unemployed and done absolutely fuck all productive wise with my life. i'm angry. i'm sad. i'm empty. i'm depressed. even if i get another job i'll end up as a mindless retail or office drone. my parents say: "that's life." i think well fuck that shit if life is grinding 9-5 dealing with assholes to come home to an empty bed and a pity wank on pornhub i would rather kill myself at the next given opportunity because that is pure bullshit. i'm so behind my peers. i need to go back into education. but i'm fucking terrified. it won't be the same. i miss my old high school buddies. i have social anxiety and garbage communication skills as i have isolated myself for years. self inflicted. i just don't like people anymore. full stop. i don't see how i fit into society. it's too mentally draining. i'm fucking exhausted. fuck.

shit posting what the hell has this subreddit turned into? from what i can tell this is just a subreddit to gain karma through rubbish posts that take 1 minute to write. what happened to the days where nobody cared about karma, but actually wanted to help each other with tricky situations.? this needs to come to an end, and fast because it is heading down a bad direction. people with legitimate problems, rise up, downvote shitposts. i have helped 2 people avoid suicide and i'm really terrified that if this turns to fucking shit, people who are suicidal won't get the help they need or people who are struggling. sorry if this is out of structure, im just really pissed

is it bad that i think plus size models on instagram are hot like that’s about the only reason why i got instagram so i can look at this model that i found hot and then i found my friends there too

men get so threatened when i call myself a feminist lol i literally got a dm saying that i “better not be a feminist who shits on men” like y’all i’m straight… i don’t hate you guys

is it possible to kill yourself by slitting your throat with a knife?i’m just a wondering about this. being depressed you just think about wanting to die and all the different possibilities of suicide that could make the death the least pain less.

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convinced my top of the class friend to make a reddit account did i just ruined somebody's life?

guys! it took me 118 days but i finally found my toothbrush! it was like just yesterday i posted about losing it.

recently got laid off with the covid19 crisis, and no longer have my coping mechanism for my intrusive thoughts: working.so i'm a chronic workaholic with a long history of mental illness, have gone through the process of getting diagnosed, re-diagnosed, and then the whole thing getting scrapped due to not actually fitting the criteria. then repeat. for years. recently i got a diagnoses of high functioning autism, among other things, and how i've been coping with things like normal(read: since right out of high school) has been working. except not anymore. i got laid off with this global pandemic and 2 days after my final day, i started getting the intrusive thoughts. and they aren't quiet in anyway. so about me: i have a history of self harming, specifically to disfigure myself. i feel like it's really only fair that i 'match' how i am on the inside, instead of misleading everyone around me. i tend to go for my face. so that morning, i woke up and on an impulse grabbed scissors. i have no idea how i didn't do anything stupid that morning, i don't honestly remember, but it's been about a week of no working and i'm 'coping' by pretending my bed has a stronger amount of gravity and not leaving it(i feel like heavy led basically.) i still have school to do and i'm barely keeping up, i don't want to tell my teacher because i need to be able to keep up like all the normal kids. and instead i'm just hear, randomly crying throughout the day, trying not to go too far. i feel like i'm very quickly getting closer to doing the bad thing, and i'm already completely aware i'd make sure i was successful(i tried just over 2 years ago, and learned where i went wrong with that attempt). i've forced myself to open up to a couple friends, and that did not do much. i'm not even sure i'm worried or scared i'll actually do it or something i potentially might regret at this point. on top of things, i'm also hyper fixating on an unrequited crush and that's sinking me waaay fasting and harder than i ever thought possible. i've sunk to a place i haven't felt in years and i could barely cope with it then. i don't know what to do. i feel like this is what drowning is like.

falling in love is like giving someone a loaded gun pointed at your heart and trusting them not to pull the trigger.. falling in love is like giving someone a loaded gun pointed at your heart and trusting them not to pull the trigger.. ​ \-rando fello juice wrld fan

why do suicidal people do this?? why when someone becomes suicidal, they start acting like incredibly nice to people until they make some random friends and when they become like really, really, really close to them then they just end themselves so their friends will suffer after. like can you just die in piece without making random strangers sad about your death? or at least talk to them about it so they cure your suicidal thoughts? i don’t understand...

why shouldn't i give up?when are we born? when do we die? why are we born? why do we die?

i need your help! hello members of r/teenagers first of all, this isn't supposed to be funny or entertaining, so scroll ahead if you're only looking for that. i'm searching for young people who are interested in cultural exchange. to explain my situation: i'm a 21yo who's gonna be a teacher but still studying. we do internships of several lessons at schools for our study (here where i live in switzerland). in january i'll teach an english class about the topic "culture" and thought it might be a great idea for the students (aged about 13yo) to learn first hand from people all around the world. best case would be if we'd find someone from each continent, but i'll be happy if there's just some diversity. if you're german for example that won't help to much, as our cultures are pretty much the same. if you wanna help out a teacher who's trying to make school interesting for his students: just write a comment that you'd like to take part and which country you're from! you should understand some basic english but if you can understand my text that will be more than enough. the students are at a level where they can talk about everyday stuff but not more complex things. and of course it would help if you're about the same age (12-16) as them. so whether you're from the us, from great brittain, brasil, south africa, australia, india or somewhere completly else: i'd be happy to hear from you! i believe in the goods that reddit can do for our society.

honestly could be any day now.i know this is probably the worst fucking day ever to come here and as a result nobody will care to talk to me because you will all think i'm joking. everything just makes me so upset and angry, every last tick that people have, from breathing to tapping their pencil on a table it drives me fucking insane, making it impossible for me too focus in college. i am only in mat 990 and i can barely figure this late chapter stuff out on top of that i've got two massive papers i have to somehow write and absolutely zero time to do any of it. i don't know how other people fucking do it. ill admit im smart and all but im not smart with anything that college can enhance. i don't fucking belong in college but i cant drop out because my parents would practically disown me if i did i have all of maybe three friends right now and i only talk to one of them. hes my boyfriend he's the reason it very difficult to just go jump off the library roof right now. i dont know what i should do. im far too embarrassed to talk to my parents about it because ive hidden my depression from everybody for so long i feel like nobody would believe me if i told them

it's more than just her, but losing her has convinced me.i don't make anyone happy anymore. i lost the girl i was going to marry. she hates me and has cut all contact with me. but it's more than that. i'm the reason my parents had to get married. i was an accident. an unwanted accident. all i've ever done in school and sports is disappoint my family. my friends won't miss me. i'm just hoping that my cat will be happy with my parents. i hope my siblings will forgive me. i'm not meant for anyone. i lost her, i lost everything with her. i really just want to sleep.

i asked my crush out and just got the reply!!!!!! it went awful, she didnt know who i was and called me a lonely asshole.

i'm about to end the universe. any last questions? f(x)=**√-593**

goodnight everyone here is my nightly good night kiss muah😙

i feel like i look disgusting and i can’t seem to let him know. okay so, this is honestly just a rant. i’m not looking for advice and i already have plans to make sure i tell him today. so now that’s out of the way, i have a boyfriend. we’re long distance but it doesn’t bother us much. we’ve been dating for a while, everything is good. we have great communication, we open up, etc. well i’ve got a slew of mental illness (officially diagnosed) that i’m not going to get into, but i will say that the main issue here in this rant is my low self esteem. so recently i’ve been feeling like i look like garbage, i’ve been feeling this way since friday. friday was nice after school because my boyfriend and i just chilled but didn’t talk much because i was exhausted from taking care of my new kitten. saturday rolls around and he spends a good portion of the day with me and has to leave to go do something at one point, i was distracted for most of that day up until later that evening. that was when i noticed that my self esteem dropped even lower. sunday rolls around and i’m essentially by myself for the whole day until about 8pm. which doesn’t really bother me, cause i chilled with friends, had some “me” time, and took care of my kitten. an important note is that my boyfriend and i always fall asleep together on skype and saturday night he had noticed that something was up but also recognized that we needed to get some sleep as it was super late. sunday night my boyfriend got home around 8, we hung out with some friends on xbox. i was tired and had school the next day, so i hoped off telling my boyfriend to just call whenever he’s done. well i ended up falling asleep, i woke back up at 2 am. he was still awake so i called him. turns out that he was still vibing with our friends (it honestly doesn’t bother me too much, i was just a bit perturbed) so he hops off the xbox party and then tells me he’s tired so let’s go to sleep. i fell back asleep pretty quickly, but before i did he mentioned that he planned on waking up early so he could hang out with me while i was getting ready for school. cut to this morning and he was mostly out cold the entire time i was getting ready, so i ended the call and sent him my signature message of “i love you, i gotta go, i’ll try to talk to you if i have time during school”. so during all of this time i just described, i had tried to lead the conversation to a place where i could bring up how i was feeling and it failed because something came up. it’s just frustrating because he’s very big on helping my self esteem and i want to open up to him. i feel like garbage because my brain is telling me i am, i just want to let him know what’s going on and let him help. he’s wonderful at helping me get out of my head and he’s very dedicated to helping me realize how “beautiful” i am. so yeah, that’s what’s up with me.

i think i was sexually assaulted big tw i don’t remember really remember alot from basically before 5th grade but i keep getting memories of my step dad doing a *bad thing* and idk what to do. he was abusive either way but i dont know how to tell anyone its been hurting because i dont if its my mind making things up or what-

give me 1 good reason to not kill myself and il return next yearim just fucking done

i want to kill myselfi have bipolar disorder and l havent had any intimacy with anyone in years, and i feel like i have nothing to look forward too. i just want to die i dont enjoy anything anything anymore ive planned on shooting myself. i cant take the depression anymore what do i do?

my favorite birds are corvid, crows, and ravens i just like them

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gore helps me to calm own.whenever i feel depressed at my lack of life, anger at emotionally manipulative mother and lack of personal freedom and other such stuff, i start browsing /r/watchpeopledie. i the effect of a good death video instantaneously. it doesn't "cure" me, just numbs me down or puts me in shock. does anyone else feel the same?

26 year old male, feeling absolutely worthless.so i'm 26. i dropped out of college years ago because of physical and mental health problems. i spent years working odd jobs, as my mental and physical health deteriorated. now i'm living off disability for depression. i'm a genuinely kind person, i'm in decent shape, and no one is interested in spending time with me. i just went on two dates this week. one was hostile, and the other said she didn't feel a connection to me. i've never had a girlfriend. i have a few acquaintances, and one friend. i don't get along with my family. i'm an atheist, a socialist, and a feminist, so i don't see the world the way most people do. i am on medication and see a therapist every week. i live in iowa. everything feels hopeless. women treat me like a creep whenever i say hello. i don't know what to do, because the world is so hostile to me, i am so lonely, and all my life decisions have been wrong. please, any feedback would be greatly appreciated!

my fiancé cheated on me with my sister. i grew up in a very abusive household. every day was a nightmare. my sister went to live with our aunt and uncle out of state while i was stuck with my parents. but i held in there, until highschool came around, and i met a guy who treated me like no on ever has. when he found out about my household, he offered to let me live with him and his family. i finally got out of that fucked up house, and i had someone who was taking care of me and showing me genuine love, it was the best feeling in the world. i tried helping out whenever i could, and i tried to be the best girlfriend i could possibly be, to pay him back. eventually my sister got in contact with me, and planned on visiting for a couple weeks. but as she stayed with us, my boyfriend and her got unusually close, and it felt like he spent more time with her than me. today i found a series of texts that are 100% concrete evidence that, they not only slept together, but also that he was going to leave me for her and kick me out. she seemed to have convinced him into think i was lying about everything, including my household. i have nowhere to go, except back to that hell hole. i feel betrayed and alone. i can't do this anymore.

passively wanting to goi've been stuck in a rut for around a decade. i used to be wildly suicidal and actively trying to hurt myself (alcoholism, reckless driving) but now that im older but still stuck in the same unchangeable situation it's becoming a dull ache i dont even try anymore i just hope it happens accidentally i daydream of car crashes, oven explosions, drowning idk if its an improvement or another facet of giving up

this isnt important at all but im straight vibing watching tv at 1 am with the ac on and a blanket while eating cookies and malk 😎😎

i’m trappedi reeeeeally want to die. i’m so feckin pathetic, worthless and dysfunctional. my life really sucks i swear, and that is probably bc of me. and i’m transgender and my parents subtly humiliate me for that constantly and that adds 100 more percent to my screwed up condition. i see others live normally and that makes me really sad and i’m not able to do simple tasks also i have terrible social anxiety. ughhh. i don’t know what to do now. every day is hell. i have no way of getting to a thereapist since my parents do not acknowledge anything, but anyways my family will not be able to afford a therapist. i’m not dead yet just because of my friend who tries to help me, but honestly it doesn’t really work, and i am worried about not talking to her because i really do not know how to talk to people. i didn’t have any friends before her, so i rarely ever talk to anyone, even her. and my anxiety makes it only worse. so, i really want to die, but i don’t want to worry my friend, who’s the most wholesome person in the world. what i want is some advice. what do i do now?!? i am really desperate. this is a nightmare. . and i apologize that what i’m saying is all over the place.

i'm just so tired of fighting.i just want to be done. i've been diagnosed with ocd, bipolar disorder, and extreme anxiety in the last year. i'm medicated. everyone thinks i'm doing better. that the medication is working. the truth is anything but. i'm so tired of chewing my lip off or pulling out my hair everytime i leave the house. i'm tired of not being able to go anywhere without my dog. i'm tired of shaking so hard while trying to talk to the cashier that i can't get my card into the chip reader. i'm so tired of having to act like i'm better. im tired of the constant nightmares. im exhausted from staying up at night sleeping with my fire extinguisher in my hands and going over my escape route in my head. i'm exhausted of having to get up and check the stove and the doors to make sure they're locked for the 12th time before i can even try to sleep. the only reason that i haven't tried earlier is because of my family. i have 4 children and a husband. i would never want to hurt them, but i hate how they have to see me sometimes. it's getting to the point that i think they would be better off without me. i'm just so, so tired.