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To all sad/depressed/angry people out there:
X'D This HAS to be turned into a real cartoon. It HAS to. It would be the funniest thing ever.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8vjRUDJoDd8 |
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I haven't had that feeling before, unless you count the times I was sick. I practically went the whole day without eating anything. Do you feel weak or dizzy or anything because you don't eat much? |
So, is everyone having a good time?
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And I think maybe you should try making yourself eat more… |
Confusion, overwhelmed
For the longest time, I've been obsessing over small things. Mistakes, mostly (And afterwards, I'm filled with guilt), but occasionally, it's things I see. One person who despises me, my friends who look at me in disappointment.
No one really seems to realize how sensitive I am to these things. And for the longest time, I thought the only way out (to get away from my guilt, these crushing feelings) was suicide. I tried to over-dose yesterday, but didn't get past getting the bottle out of the cabinet. Why? I was held back. Not by my parents' love, nor my friends... but my writing. That says something about my life, doesn't it? That I value my writing above the people I know and love... at least, I think I love them. I just, I can't do this anymore. This feeling like I'm being crushed beneath my thoughts, and it's over the stupidest things ever: Mistakes! And then, if I do/say one thing wrong, I'll obsess over it the entire day, thinking about how stupid I looked and what not, and it overwhelms me into just wanting to scream: "Kill me! Please!" Honestly, I can't do this anymore. And the fact that it's such a stupid reason is affecting me so much. I'm just so pathetic. And I can't do anything about it. |
Why are some people just pieces of crap? They need to find something else to do, like play in traffic or something.
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I'm sorry, I'm not that good with advice... But please, please, please. Don't turn to drastic solutions. Because in the long run, it won't help. They are not solutions. Not for you, or for anyone else. Ever. |
*Crappy day...:/*
You don't get it, do you? At first, I was confused. But now I'm just sad. What are you trying to do, put me down, try to break my confidence? Well, it's starting to work, because I can already see the cracks forming. It feels horrible when the one thing that you're good at and love doing, and everyone knows you're good is suddenly swept into someone else's arms? Do you know how horrible it feels to be replaced in that one thing? It sucks, trust me. And it sucks even worse when it's a teacher doing this. Not a random jerk at school trying to get under your skin, but a teacher. Of course, no one else at my school would understand, and I wouldn't expect them to either. They would say things like "well, there are other things" and stuff like that. They don't get it. This is my life. This is me. Without writing, I. Am. Nothing. |
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