The Writer's Block - Your emotional venting thread. I'll explain.

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Originally Posted by L.S.Trendom (Post 444892)

*disagrees about you being selfish and whiny and such* You do deserve to have awesome friends. :/
I know how that feels…
You're not awkward on KidPub, at least.
*hugs again*

it's just my feeling that i'm worthless is all.

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Originally Posted by Lily09 (Post 444934)

But people at my school wouldn't believe me that I self harm and I'm suicidal because I smile and laugh a lot, just to cover it up. And depression doesn't always have to have a reason. Sometimes, it doesn't need a reason, or it's just genetic.

exaaaactly.

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Originally Posted by moonbeam (Post 444991)

Yes: my symptoms will completely stop when I stop growing.

-.-

Oh, what have I done wrong?

For now, I have to stay in a leg boot and hobble around while my friends stare at me pitifully.

And as for gymnastics, I get to go for three hours four times a week and do JUST strength training.

X_X

That sounds pretty rough. But at least they will stop, I guess.

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Originally Posted by HeatherB (Post 445090)

it's just my feeling that i'm worthless is all.

you arent worthless.

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Originally Posted by Lily09 (Post 445198)

you arent worthless.

i know. and yet, i still think that i am.

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Originally Posted by HeatherB (Post 445202)

i know. and yet, i still think that i am.

*huggles* *wraps you in a blanket and feeds you candy*

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Originally Posted by Lily09 (Post 444983)

I could be texting or emailing you this but that feels a little out of place.
I really like talking to you. It doesn't even matter if you're just bored or need advice or you want to talk or you're replying to a text I sent while you were at school.
It makes me feel useful and it makes me feel okay and safe and like someone might actually want to talk to me.
I think you once said that I'll realize I'm good enough. Although I still dislike myself a lot, I feel a bit better about myself each day. Maybe because the "you're awesome"'s you slip in almost every convo that makes me think 'that annoying little shit' and 'that amazing little shit' at the same time.
I don't know if you know how much you mean to me. You mean a lot to me, though. The thing that gets me through my day is seeing a new message from you. And I constantly daydream about meeting you. Of course, I daydream of what it'd be like to meet G and Cheeze and other KPers, too, but you're the first on my long list. Thank you for being there when no one else is.
*huggles*
*sends you an army of cheerleading Jensen Ackles*
*and Mooses*
*and Mishas*

ahaha wow this sounds strangeish but you're just my best friend that's all and im scared of losing you and i just really like talking to you

Yesss I do want to talk to you, I like talking to you, because you're my friend and you're awesome.
I'm really really glad you're getting closer to realising how awesome you are, you deserve it. :D
No need to thank me. *huggles back*
*sits in corner and huggles cheerleading Jensens, Mooses, and Mishas*

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Originally Posted by Lily09 (Post 444984)

*cries* I don't even know how you can hate yourself or how your parents can treat you like that or how you can say you hurt them. These things just belong in the ?????whut why????? section of my brain.

^^ exactly the same to you (except the last one…)
and because a) i'm a worthless f***ed up empty piece of shit, b) idk they're really blind, and c) if i'm thinking of the right thing… because that's what they said, that's what happened, and i sorta understand part of how i hurt them……

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Originally Posted by pluzzle (Post 445250)

I'm actually... happy right now.

I got straight A's on my report. Don't know how; never paid any attention to anything.

YAY!
I don't either, aside from History and English. And you can't not pay attention in PE. I was completely alone in Top 25 because everyone around me were people who study crazily. We're just smart. ;)

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Originally Posted by Lily09 (Post 445203)

*huggles* *wraps you in a blanket and feeds you candy*

thank you.

it's just, today is gonna be awkward as hell and probably amazing too but no matter what happens today i know it won't last and i just, we need it to last, not just me. but i know that i'll keep on my mask and we won't talk and it won't matter in the end because it's never going to be us again, because we could've done something, no, i could've done something, and i never did because i'm a f***ing coward. and i get that, like, this could have been done so much better by other people, and it's happening to other people, but it's also happening to us. and yeah, yes, i do, well, blame myself. i can make excuses for myself like i've been doing all my life but lately i can't tell reality from my dreams and it's terrifying and the lines are all blurring and i just want to tell the truth for once, no excuses, just--it's me. it's just me. and i hate me.

and it hurts. again. it always hurts. why does it always hurt? why does this always happen? why am i so fucking hopeful and so fucking STUPID?

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