i think my brothers sucidal. look- he wasnt always nice to me growing up. my parents had him extremely young, and they werent good parents until a few years of having him (10? Idk) but he has trauma now with my parents, they changed and are very good parents and they know and regret what they did. but now, he has undiagnosed bipolar disorder, and depression. i know its bad to self diagnose, but i know deep down he has both of those. he’s getting an ultrasound a few hours away because hes been sick for weeks (not saying what srry). So atleast hes agreeing to help himself but still, he doesnt want to do anything. He doesnt wanna work and do many other things with his life. He was somewhere all day, (we dont ask where hes going) and he came home in a bad mood, my mom asked “how was your day honey?” And he replied “good, i just really dont wanna be home.”. Im confused, because he doesnt wanna be home yet he doesnt wanna do anything. im js worried idk.
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I just left a rant abt older men hitting on me, as in like 20s-60s BIG ASS RANGE, like even after finding out I’m a minor and someone left a note saying hit on older men, it works✌️🥹
Is there smth wrong with me? I'm constantly being mocked by others for some unknown reason or because they "felt like it"
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Day 3: today was fine I mean mom yelled at me all day for staying in my room.. I mean I just wanna be alone! I just had a bday on the 6th of August and it wasn’t really fun.. my sister is the best she took me places but my friend had to be the main character.. like I was choking on something and she tried to make it about her. Anyways I survived and I’m now 1 day clean.. I’m sorry Im not 2 weeks clean anymore i just had to try again.. I want to die but I’m scared of the pain or just like dying.. I hate how my mom is treating me she was so nice when I was 7 years old.. something changed but I cant figure it out what.. I’m sorry for here making things worst! I love all of you that’s reading this!! Mwah! I feel better when I’m explaining my feelings. Idk if the person reading this has Snapchat but mine is grace_2468642
to whoever is replying to these rants with hateful comments (I've seen multiple mocking replies with rants I've said to test if they're doing it to multiple ppl) fuck you. your a stain to everyone here, grow up you immature sprout
I can’t believe my lazy hairy ass is still lying on the bed during this Independence Day. Why am I like this? My only source of entertainment is shitposting online and interact with e girls. I should probably kms
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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.
Very sorry if you're someone who does this, but I cannot stand people who make posting about their pets a majority of their online presence. Like, oh my God, yes, I think the antics your dog/cat gets up to is very cute! Can you shut up about them now? We all know what they look like, we all know you adore the stupid inane things they do, now talk about something interesting for once!
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I miss you so much, H. i think i'm still in love with you... even though you hate me and you have a boyfriend and he's one of my closest friends. You're prob not even into trans guys... esp not fem ones. I miss you, i stuck by you through the worst of your addiction but me making a joke abt the extreme mental health crisis i went though even before you went away is too much? I miss you, i want you, i would be so good to you
Does anyone even care about me? I feel invisible, like Im better off dead, no one would even notice. bye.
So i (17) work in a cafe style place. Normally, per shift, we have 2 cashiers, 1 busser, 1 to-go station worker, 1 apps runner, 1 entree runner, and 1 expo (also 2-3 chefs, one on grill, one on hot bar, one of apps). Today, we had 4 fucking people in the cafe.... despite 6 being scheduled. Me on expo, someone we'll call Niah on To-go, and two girls we'll call Alyssa and Jenn. So, what happened to those two workers who were also scheduled? One, we'll call her Mel, was cut at the beginning of the shift, before we even opened. The second, we'll call him James, was cut an hour into my shift. James was my runner.... Additionally, we had no apps runner today nor did we have a proper chef for apps. So this girl, we'll call her Diana, had to do the entire apps station (fruit cups, salads, soups, etc) and run it all by herself while I had to expo and run food. The real kicker is that every role has individual side work. I was stuck doing the side work of 2-3 people pretty much by myself.
I find myself using ai no matter how hard I try not to. I need it to write me porn or to vent to. I try to come here instead when I need to vent, but I just wanna hear something back and I don't here. I can find real porn and I can talk to real people, but whether that or ai I still just feel more alone.
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I cant wait to see you graduate. I'd be there for the family that wasnt. I'd push you for the siblings who couldnt. And I'd kiss you for the boyfriend who cant even look you in the eye. You deserve so much better, meine liebe, I'd give you the world so you couldnt suffer again. Mein liebling, I wish to marry you, but you are blinded by a man who gives you a gift as a sorry for each time he hits you, for each time he yells. You are at my house more than his, while he hangs out with other women. Please love me back like I love you. Even if you dont, I'd still take care of you until you are stable.
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 insomnias getting worse, it takes me 7-9 hours to fall asleep now, my girlfriend who lives in a diff country is getting abused by her parents (despite her brother trying to get custody to help her) the police don't care and hung up on her 13 times, her country doesn't care, she recently got frightened by smth and I've been worried sick about her, I don't want anything to happen to her, I'm also being dragged into drama I don't wanna be apart of, my friendships are dying down, no one talks to me anymore unless they want something or I'm their last choice of who to talk to, I don't have anything to do, I'm always scared someone is out to get me, I can't talk to anyone cus I just get pushed aside of not cared about, I'm scared of my life because I'm going into adulthood in 2 years time and I'm not ready and don't think I'm gonna make it as a functional adult, I've had a few close friends kill themselves in the past years, and Im really struggling, whilst always being depended on, i sh