I am so tired of waking up and feeling like my body is a stranger. Every mirror, every outfit, every passing glance reminds me that the outside refuses to match the inside. I want a cure—something that just flips a switch and makes this ache stop, because living like this is exhausting. It’s infuriating that something so fundamental to who I am is treated like a problem I have to fix alone. I’m fed up with explanations, with compromises, with people minimizing how much this hurts. I deserve to feel at home in my skin, and I’m done pretending patience is enough when what I need is relief.

I might give up soon. Ive tried to ask for help but I think its just going to end like this... I dont think I matter to anyone enough for them to want me to stay here. I dont know if I want to leave...but whats the point if not one cares about you? All I want is to feel loved and to know im wanted. I might just do it, I might give up. Its not like anyone would miss me that much. Even though I want someone to tell me they'd miss me more then anything. I want someone to tell me they love me, truely and I want them to tell me that im worth something. If everyone woke up tommorow without me there im sure the grief wouldn't last very long. I want to believe it would, but i feel like im just nothing... I want someone to tell me im not and tell me I am something but Its just not going to happen. If I dont wake up one of these days, then ill never get to grown up fully, get a job or do anything I slightly like.. but does it really matter that much? Does it matter if I weren't here tommorow?

Crabby the dogs were all this in that and another thing all excuses, and I don’t know anymore what should I do? I’m sorry if it’s long ( this is the last part of what I am trying to say i need help I do not know what to do

bags by tomorrow morning of all my stuff that I don’t want I don’t have that much stuff already and I don’t get how they want me to just sit there and throw it all away like for the past like three or four years I have been asking them politely hey Mom, can you just go through my stuff real quick? Get all the junk and stuff out so then I sit there my room and go through it from there, so like oh yeah, yeah yeah sweetheart, I will don’t worry about it when you go to your grandmas I will love you good just go back to your room try to get your bed done and whatever else you can before you go at that point I’m like yeah okay thank you can you please make sure it actually gets to it though like what do you mean? I’ve always gotten into it and I’m just meant to be sitting here like yeah sure, okay but then they proceed to say oh yeah, (when I come back), oh yeah Jerzey, sorry I couldn’t get to your room today. It was hectic. It was busy and your brother was in a bad mood. He was cranky. Crab

I can’t do this anymore because how I feel is that I am the mess up kid I can’t win with my room I can’t win with my grades I can’t do anything at this point like I am see that my room has stayed the way that it is because no one has entered my room so I have come to the conclusion that my parents my brother and my little brother ( yes ik he is 1 but like seriously) and my parents roommate has yes help me 2 times to get progress in my room but it is like on one cares about anything that I do at this point in time ( well besides yall) but the worst part is my neighbourhood friends are moving. They’re mad at me cause I can’t go out and play because people keep on sabotaging my room to the point where I just have given up trying to clean it now my parents are mad at me and they’re trying to throw everything in a dumpster and rent a storage unit to throw it all and at this point I don’t know if I should just stop or break down crying finally and beg them to help me they want six trash bag

I can’t do this anymore

fuck, i feel so lost and tangina my prof messaging me why i didn't go to his class. we ran out of food, so my lunch is what we need to sell to buy our dinner. fuck. i should've filed that LOA and start working instead of dealing with people in school. but damn, i'm already here, so i'll just do my best and make up for it..

My sister ruined my life and she hates me for it. Hi, i am a teenager girl. I have a family of 4. My father only lives in work and his own room. He never talks or hears anything. My mother is so passive and naive. And my older sister, lets call her silver. Silver uses alcohol and cigarettes a lot. She curses a lot. She fights a lot. She was never good in school. She doesnt wanna work too. She is a young adult. Silver is abusing me since i was born. there are millions of ways she abused me, i cant tell you all of it. She made me get graped for 6 days straight, she CHOSE to not protect me.

i have a monster energy addiction and i've been bedrotting / isolating myself constantly i feel so empty and there's a shop that i can go to that sells monster to under 16s (i am under 16) and one day i went down to buy some monster and a woman working there told me i had to be 16 to buy it and now im freaking out bcz i need it to feel sane and idk what to do with myself ive been using shitty coping mechanisms like using bestgore, watching p0rn , not sleeping, barely eating and self harming. i don't feel like i can talk to any1 bc they just brush it off and change the subject to themselves. - r3mii

I feel like a burden to my parents. They keep working to earn money and here I am spending it on school and I also have prom in March but I'm not going and I don't want to tell them as hello we are in a financial situation. On top of that I keep worrying on how I can help them huhuhu -_-

so i just had pep band, and I was with my friend. our gay bsf came over to show us his new crush, and i said it looked like my bsfs boyfriend. and she went off saying "this is why you got cheated on by the girl you were with for 6 months, and how that one girl blocked you, and the recent one wanted to see nudes from you." and it hurt really bad. i wasn't even saying anything bad i think, and she knows i'm HORRIBLE at relationships. all i can pull is girls and it pmo(no offence) and it just hurts. she's slowly not turning into my best friend anymore.

I am a political hostage westernc nc

A tradesman came to my place to fix something and started talking about condoms and making me uncomfortable I didn’t understand what was happbeing at that time and was just trying to get him to end the conversation but he kept on going on after I ignored him then he asked me another question “do condoms still exist “ and “where can you get them from” I said Yh try do you can get them from the store after I reported him but I feel so shotty and depressed because I wish I told him of then and there

Maybe I am just overreacting but for background just a year ago I found out about a health issue of mine that if I don't fix I wouldn't live past 25 my mom who just got surgery done for breast cancer didn't come with me at the time so she didn't know nor do I want to worry her since it could make the cancer cells regrow under stress especially since she is already doing 3 business having to take care of her parents due to being the eldest daughter what made it worse is my dad is a gambler while her siblings do nothing but spend her money making her work harder than she already is. Well so yeah I feel guilty all the time when I face my mom who is the one stopping me from harming myself as well as because I'm Afraid of pain. When I found out about my illness I started doing what the doctor said which was going well until my 10th grade sem 1 exam drew near which end up with me being burnt out and overeating ruining everything maybe I just overestimated myself

I feel so out of control of my life atm. I am so use to being in charge of what I do that going to school again feels like I have to put everything on the side. I dont have much time for other things other than study, and going to work. I feel like I am not myself. I know I have things taken care of in terms of finishing school but in the mean time I feel different than what I want to be. I have always liked going to school but once coming back I am reminded of the things I dont like about it. The marks that I get I feel dont reflect my studying, I see as my own self worth. It sucks feeling like you are only what percentage you get on a test/exam. Ugh I know time will pass but feeling how I feel makes me feel trapped in a way..

To argue that the World Wide Web is a failure, we must stop treating it like a natural disaster and start treating it like a crime scene. The "daily harm" isn't an accident; it is the business model. The following individuals and entities are the primary architects of this failure. They did not just "build an app"—they re-engineered the human psyche and dismantled the concept of a shared reality for profit. The Most Wanted: Architects of the Digital Collapse Mark Zuckerberg (Meta): The Psychological Strip-Miner He pioneered the "Move Fast and Break Things" ethos that broke the social fabric. By prioritizing "engagement" above all else, his platforms intentionally amplified outrage and misinformation because they are more profitable than truth. He presided over a system that internal research proved was damaging the mental health of teenage girls, yet he continued to push features designed for addiction. Larry Page & Sergey Brin (Alphabet/Google): The Forefathers of Surveillance Cap

I HAVE NO NEW THING To CAREEEEE! EVERYTINE I THOUGHT ABOUT SOMETHING NEW AND CREATIVE ITS ENDING UP USELESS ! I HAVE NOTHING ELSE TO CREATE WHILE NOT GETTING A RESULT! IF EVEN RESULT HAPPEN ITS NOT WHAT GET ! Today is example what every franchises becomes garbage ! Star wars become garbage ! It's means what my ideal creation will be a garbage by hacks who care about money and the the thing what I made! Ohhbi could just write for my self ... BUT WHAT ABOUT FAME AND FORTUNE! HOW YOU CAN SELL THE BOOK AND GET RICH! I LOOOOST!

I don't know, I mean I know, but I also just, don't

I want to relapse. I'm 9 days clean from self harm but it's very difficult and I sometimes don't see the point in continuing to stay clean. I want to stop self harm but at the same time I don't. It's confusing. I don't know how to cope with the urges to relapse.

Extremely depressed and ready to fucking kill myself about it. I'm hanging on for many reasons- because I know I'll get through it, because I know it would destroy my loved ones, because I know I can do more good than bad if I stick around and suffer. I want to just go to sleep though, why can't I be lucky and just not wake up? I'm the wrong shape, burdened with so much more in my head than I ever wanted, and forced to be this way forever. There's no fix and no solution, only what scraps pf respite I can scavenge. I don't want to be a part of this sickness anymore.