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Why Me? Here is a safe space to let it all out, where you can rant about all the bad things life throws your way. Sometimes it just helps to ask "why me?"
Re: Complaint of the day -
February 15th 2014, 07:11 AM
I finally lie down and I get really triggered, anxious, and self destructive. I'm a wreck. I was hoping it's be over so I could finally sleep but I was wrong. As always.
If clarity's in death, then why won't this die?
Years of tearing down our banners, you and I
Living for the thrill of hitting you where it hurts Give me back my girlhood, it was mine first
Re: Complaint of the day -
February 16th 2014, 10:54 PM
Being extremely angry and in danger doesn't mix well.
If clarity's in death, then why won't this die?
Years of tearing down our banners, you and I
Living for the thrill of hitting you where it hurts Give me back my girlhood, it was mine first
Re: Complaint of the day -
February 17th 2014, 06:52 AM
Dear PTSD,
Please let me sleep sometime.
If clarity's in death, then why won't this die?
Years of tearing down our banners, you and I
Living for the thrill of hitting you where it hurts Give me back my girlhood, it was mine first
Re: Complaint of the day -
February 18th 2014, 06:09 PM
I hate nightmares. It's bad enough that things turn to disasters in real life but I don't want a dramatized version every single night of my failures and imperfections...
I'm never good enough.
I can't be happy.
Re: Complaint of the day -
February 20th 2014, 06:07 PM
Pretty sure he's moved on to some other chick, and I shouldn't be complaining because I have Matthew for support and all, but I don't know what was lies and what was love... Just hurts that I wasn't good enough again people are like, "don't hurt yourself over pat!" But how can I not when he took all of my safety and happiness with him, and he's probably giving it all to another girl so much better than me...
Re: Complaint of the day -
February 20th 2014, 11:21 PM
And I ruined everything. I always do. I'm good at it. I said all along that all I was good at was hurting people and being controlling and abusive and now I've gone and bloody well proven it. I didn't want to argue. I don't even want to be hurtful. I don't. It's just all I can do. I'm a waste. A waste of a fucking life. What was I thinking, presuming that just because I had fun yesterday meant I fit in for once? Do I fuck fit in? They don't want to talk to me, after one day. They don't want anything to do with me. And I'll be the very last to blame them for that.
Life isn't going to be the same if it happens. Life won't be worth living. Everything will be lost. I don't know. I can't even face it. I haven't lived. I started living just before I turned seventeen, for crying out loud. And I really thought things were getting better. I really fucking did. I really thought my life had started, had changed. Now I fucked it up. Now I lost. And I have no-one to blame but myself, at the end of the day. I can't blame them. I can't blame my abuser, but it's not like anyone believes he even existed. I can't blame the elite. The popular kids. The ones who crushed me and kicked me when I was down. And I can't empathise with them either. Delighted if they go through anything like what I've gone through because of them. And even more delighted if the stupid hangers-on get fucked over with them.
Life for me is detachment, I guess. This is my life. This is me. The fuckup. The unlovable. The waste.
Re: Complaint of the day -
February 21st 2014, 12:32 AM
Everyone is slowly leaving me, feel so fucking alone. whats another cut gonna do..
From day one I talked about getting out
But not forgetting about
How all my worst fears are letting out
He said, "Why put a new address on the same old loneliness?"
When breathing just passes the time
Until we all just get old and die
Re: Complaint of the day -
February 22nd 2014, 02:08 AM
My glasses are giving me a headache.
If clarity's in death, then why won't this die?
Years of tearing down our banners, you and I
Living for the thrill of hitting you where it hurts Give me back my girlhood, it was mine first
Re: Complaint of the day -
February 22nd 2014, 05:33 AM
Being a girl sucks. I'm cramping, my back hurts, my neck hurts, I'm bloated, my boobs hurt, and I'm really irritable. I hate being a girl I know I'm not pregnant. I don't need my uterus to try to kill me in order to tell me ffs
Re: Complaint of the day -
February 23rd 2014, 05:40 AM
Can't breathe.
If clarity's in death, then why won't this die?
Years of tearing down our banners, you and I
Living for the thrill of hitting you where it hurts Give me back my girlhood, it was mine first
Re: Complaint of the day -
February 23rd 2014, 01:18 PM
I really can't handle your shit this afternoon, Dad. I'm tired and miserable enough about tomorrow as it is. I don't want to go driving with you. Unless you're willing to give me a break from your shit, no.
Re: Complaint of the day -
February 24th 2014, 03:08 PM
I left gum in my pocket and proceeded to do a bunch of laundry.
They're going to notify my parents really soon if I don't start working on stuff.
If clarity's in death, then why won't this die?
Years of tearing down our banners, you and I
Living for the thrill of hitting you where it hurts Give me back my girlhood, it was mine first
Re: Complaint of the day -
February 25th 2014, 08:14 PM
Being a girl hurts and I can't concentrate on this class because it is boring me to death.
If clarity's in death, then why won't this die?
Years of tearing down our banners, you and I
Living for the thrill of hitting you where it hurts Give me back my girlhood, it was mine first
Re: Complaint of the day -
February 25th 2014, 08:23 PM
Quote:
Originally Posted by Meteora
I really can't handle your shit this afternoon, Dad. I'm tired and miserable enough about tomorrow as it is. I don't want to go driving with you. Unless you're willing to give me a break from your shit, no.
This sounds like me... I just know my dad's going to bring about shit on our way to dropping me off today.
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