Mental health, stress, anxiety, and the challenges of taking care of yourself
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Who am I? I know who I am, I know what I am, but I don't know me, if that makes sense? Like, I know my name, I know my gender, Im all fine with that, I'm more than content with it, but I don't know what I like, I don't know what I do, I don't even know what I enjoy anymore, nothing appeals to me, nothing makes me happy, nothing brightens up my day, no one starts a conversation with me without wanting smth, nothing to ever do, so who am I? Besides my name and appearance, who really am I? Cus I can't define myself if there isn't anything to define besides name and appearance, I need to define hobby's in which I have none, I need to define interests in which I have none, I need to define the things that make me, me, yk? And I don't have any, besides what I look like, I'm just. Existing. And I don't know why I'm even alive, if life doesn't have anything for me.
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Does anyone even care about me? I feel invisible, like Im better off dead, no one would even notice. bye.
I don't know what to do with myself anymore. it feels like im js some girl whos feelings arent important. every time i try to open up, im dismissed. every time i try to talk abt my problems, im ignored. i feel like i walk in my friends shadows. i feel like im slowly starting to become like a nobody. all the ppl i knew and cared abt, left. all the ppl i knew i could talk to, forgot abt me. i dont even feel safe in my own home. ive tried to end things, but i chickened out. i wrote my feelings down, but stopped when ppl foud my book and read all my problems. i tried talking to someone online, but my laptop and phone was checked when my parents were emailed abt what ive been doing on them. i cant even find comfort within myself wthout my parents arguing every night.
My dad has been dealing with mental health issues for a long time js last year he had a manic episode while we were on vacation and he still wont get help he struggles with severe bipolar and schizophrenia Js last night he called me in tears and then started talking to himself. It makes me feel awful abt myself. Because ig im not enough for him to get help.
I wanna kill myself so much, it’s not even funny. I’m in the worst part of my life and it’s a fight to not relapse. Everyone hates me, I hate myself. I hate my body, I hate my donkey teeth, I hate my sexuality, I hate my hobbies, I hate the people around me. I’m fucking 13 for crying out loud. I hope I die in my sleep or I’ll slit my throat in my kitchen
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look at that blad sliding RIGHT across my skin guys 😂😂😂😂😂😂 hahaha this is so funny right hahhaha
hayley grace inspired im 14 rn: i edited the names age 1: enjoy the fact that you have no worries, one day u will miss it so fucking much age 2: eat as much as you want, one day u will be scared to age 3: play as much as you want, one day u will wish that you could again age 4: dont be friends with j_____e c__________s, she will call u the fattest and u will be insecure for yrs age 5: stay friends with a_____e, one day u will be so glad age 6: dont be friends with m____e but stay with a_a, one day u will know age 7: keep doin gym, one day u will be so glad u never stopped age 8: covid will stop age 9: be friends with t_____i and never be mean to her, one day she will be one of the only ppl u think care age 10: dont go to f_____k, one day u will regret it age 11: dont do diving, u will be tired of it and quit within 1 yr age 12: dont be friends with y___n, she will ruin ur life age 13: dont do it, itll be alright age 14: stay alive for as long as possibles
hey so im the person that wrote the hayley grace thing and to the person who told me not to namedrop yea i agree i shouldnt have i was rlly pissed and im sorry. but that was also my call for help. i want someone to see that connect the dots then ask me if im okay. but yes im sorry ik it was wrong and ik it was a breach of privacy and im genuinely so sorry i wasnt thinking straight but its not an excuse ik im sorry...
to a.z, im not trynna get attention ok? i genuinely js wanna know cus i feel like no one cares ok? my life is fucking crumbling ok? idk what to do ok? im js trynna survive but rn, i dont wanna go thru the actual dying process but i wann be dead ok? if udk what it feels like then im fucking jealous of u ok? ts not hate to u ok? idk what to do anymore. i overthought that so fucking much before releasing it cus i was scared that someone was gonna do that and judge ok? it took 11 days to finally release that again ok? im genuinely struggling and i would do that if i wasnt because ik that there r ppl genuinely wondering if anyone would care ok?
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hayley grace inspired im 14 rn: if i could give advice to myself at every age: age 1: enjoy the fact that you have no worries, one day u will miss it so fucking much age 2: eat as much as you want, one day u will be scared to age 3: play as much as you want, one day u will wish that you could again age 4: dont be friends with jasmine constantinos, she will call u the fattest and u will be insecure for yrs age 5: stay friends with arielle, one day u will be so glad age 6: dont be friends with maggie but stay with ava, one day u will know age 7: keep doin gym, one day u will be so glad u never stopped age 8: covid will stop age 9: be friends with tharini and never be mean to her, one day she will be one of the only ppl u think care age 10: dont go to firbank, one day u will regret it age 11: dont do diving, u will be tired of it and quit within 1 yr age 12: dont be friends with y___n, she will ruin ur life age 13: dont do it, itll be alright age 14: stay alive for as long as possible
hey its me again but uh if u think i should kms then do i get this but if not then same here i wanna know cus genuinely idk anymore i js dont wanna be here anymore
sorry its me again but i swear like i have friends but i dont at the same time. there are an even number of us, 12, but if they were to partner up, they would find a way to be 4 2's and a 3. and guess who wouldn't have a partner? me. ik that i would never be chosen first in a group of ppl. ik exactly who i would choose first. but they have a girlfriend and a best friend and other friends. so in no fucking way or in no fucking other dimension would i ever be chosen. my second choice would be millie. for fucks sake i only see her 3 times a week now none cus she hurt her ankle... and she literally a yr above me like i have no fucking friends like i am fucked for life and im only 14 so like fuck
im so sorry but i cant do ts anymore i js wanna die. i dont wanna be here anymore. i dont think anyone cares. but guess who dont have no reason to be depressed? moi. im not lgbtq, i get relatively good grades, i go to a private school, i do gymnastics, im not shit at it. i cant do this anymore. its gotten to the point where i have written my letters, calcuated how much of what i need to take and dont even know if imma wake up tmrw. but its been like this for ages now. like ik ppl have it worse and it js makes me feel hella guilty but how am i supposed to tell someone in person that i cut myself 42 times one day and then 31 the next? dont say text cus my parents go through my texts. idk what to do. i feel so fucking alone i js wanna fucking die im only here cus my friend is worse than me and it hasnt worked for them yet but i feel more at peace because ik they have attempted before so im getting closer so i dont have to wait any longer. i cant do this. i literally cant.
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I don’t think I’m getting better anytime soon I feel so empty all the time and it makes me hurt myself I cry for everything and it’s pathetic I want to go to sleep and never wake up again I don’t see a future for myself. Now I have to start thinking about my future but it’s so difficult when I didn’t believe I would be alive for this long I’m so young. I potentially have a life ahead of me. I wish I could give my life to someone who actually wants one because every second I like is a wasted moment, a wasted breath, that someone out there years to have I feel so selfish for taking everything I have for granted but honestly this left is being wasted away as I write these meaningless words written by a 16 year old and will be forgotten. I wish I had a diagnosis for what I’m feeling because I feel like a stranger in my own skin. I want my brain to be separated from my head so for once I would be at peace with myself. I can’t even look in the mirror anymore from being disgusted by my self
im disgusting only one person knows how i am and im glad she glossed over it otherwise we wouldnt be friends if my bf knew how it was hed end things with me if anyone knew theyd probably report me or something and tell other people i dont want to like it but i cant help it ive been imagining it with real people and everytime it happens sure i snap out of it but it doesnt make the thought any more horrifying i dont want to lose this person and i want to change but it feels good and of course it feels good thats the whole point of it honeslty i dont think about what my parents would think about it anymore i hate them they dont accept me and i cant stand it i honestly couldnt care less about them anymore i wish theyd hurt themselves but whenever i see them sad i end up feeling bad for them i wish i could stay consistant i miss felix but maybe i like the idea of him more than him i like the idea of someone being my boyfriend but i really do love him idk he cares
i almost cut but i got too scared i usually draw out how im feeling at the moment and its been orel doing sh which seems a bit strange to me because usually im the subject im drawing about whenever i think about cutting its always me but why is it orel now?? it feels right but why i think im finally getting why people yumeship im getting attached to the character hes all i draw and think about nowadays ive thought about it a lot so ig to make sense of it hes there for comfort i have a boyfriend and we used to talk a lot but due to personal reasons i cant control it it sucks so bad and while we can still talk im finding myself wanting more alone time i want to talk more but i cant talking to him just seems tiring im usually just stuck thinking about bs i dont want to lose him since he might be the only dude that will actually love a trnny like me lmfao but i just dont feel like it nowadays im sorry felix maybe you dont feel as bad as i do or maybe you do i wouldnt know
Is it just me or do I feel everyone is depressed some people just have a greater dose than others.