All Rants

16/05/26 I feel like I am just an annoying person to others. I feel like I'm just an annoying nuisance for other people. I feel sensitive and easily drained from physical interaction through friends and others,I feel like I'm failing on my future. I am hurting myself mentally,I'm not as strong as I made people believe that I was,I can't handle physical touch too much when I don't want any. I can't handle the amount of pressure given to me,I just want to give up. Give up on life,on Interaction and..living. why was I even born? Why can't my parents have someone more better than me,I'm only just..a failure. I'm tired,I don't want to die early but I also don't want to live like this anymore. It's making my heart heavy,I feel like the only escape I get is from being alone but even staying alone means that I will only harm my mental energy on zoning out and crying all day. I'm tired,please. I just want to get all of these pressures away from me,I hate everything that's going on right now.

Having emotionally dumb parents are worse than anything bad in the universe

Happy birthday to me. My head hurts from crying.

It kinda sucks. Having a parent who completely ignores your problems or talks about their own... I'm sorry you choice to have 10 kids while poor, I'm sorry you pulled me out of school and my education is fucked, I'm sorry you sheltered me from others... But now I'm dealing with the outcome of that.

I feel so ugly and unattractive to my boyfriend. I don’t feel desired at all and compare myself to models constantly. I crave intimacy but it always fails. I cry at night wondering what’s wrong with me. I really love him but I feel so ugly.

Every night I try to sleep but I can’t, I keep thinking of awful things that have happened or worrying about the future of the world. I end up being extremely depressed and anxious so I try looking around the room to calm myself but then the darkness makes things into horrible terrifying shapes and the noises outside become so loud. I hide under my covers and cry myself to sleep every night, it’s the same cycle. Sometimes my parent makes me a drink that has melatonin in it and I knock out right away which I’m thankful for but whenever I do sleep I always have nightmares. My sleep schedule is all messed up, I haven’t slept well in so long, I’m so tired. Sometimes I feel like I’m struggling to keep breathing but I just tell myself that everything will hopefully be okay eventually. If I say it enough times, maybe I’ll somewhat start to believe it. But here I am writing this and not being able to sleep. :-(

my feet hurt so bad and i tried to hire my pregnant neighbor to help and now she is calling me racist i just need to vent because i am so upset right now and nobody understands me. my dad is screaming in the living room about how his streaming subscription bill went up five dollars and he is blaming the people down the street for being lazy. my brother is in the kitchen crying again because he lost all his savings on that dog coin crash and says the elites are out to get him. my house is a nightmare. the worst part is my feet. i have been walking around barefoot for days because i cant find my slippers and the skin on my heels is peeling off in big wet yellow flakes. there is crusty dirt and sweat stuck in the deep cracks of my soles and my toes look like sausages. they are so swollen i cant even wear my sneakers. it hurts to stand up. so i saw the girl next door outside. she is black but i dont see color i treat everyone the same. she is pregnant like really far along. she was just

I found sexual content when i was about 8-9 years old and became hypersexual. Then when i was 11 i met a guy at school who asked me to be my friend, since i was nervous to say no i just said yes. He began brushing his hand over mine and constantly touching my shoulder and calling me a 'good girl'. He also always talked about porn to me and new porn apps he would find online. He also did this to my friend for a month but 1 month in he tried to pin me against a wall and my friend pushed him off and screamed at him. After that i was his only target. He sexually harassed me for a year and eventually at summer break my friend who protected me moved 5k kilometers away. Even though me and him are in dif classes now I keep on seeing him getting praised my teachers at school. He made my hypersexuality worse. I only figured out it was COCSA about 6 months after he stopped. Unfortunately i dont have a positive end to this story but im sorry if it happened to u, Thanks for reading <3

im so depressed and numb i cant cry and i just want to cry. i love crying it makes me feel so good getting that release but i cant cry so cant release my stress.

I'm sick of being sad for no reason. I want to cry in someones arms but my family would judge me and I don't have anyone to cry on. Plus I think I'd just be too scared to be shamed if i did. I get depressed and I'm sick of it I wish I wasn't like this I hate myself alot and often can't find anything to love about me because what's there to love about me anyway? Absolutely nothing. I'm good at nothing

I'm meeting a psychiatrist, my mom suddenly treats me better. It was such a weird experience considering what happened to me as a kid. I'm pretty sure I have some type of disorders or maybe just depression. Because no way I'm trying to kill myself one time, with uncountable plans and rehearsals, injured myself and some shits. And still, wasn't diagnosed yet. Why the hell. Like bitch, I was bullied, Isolated, Assaulted for 5 years straight with my parents doing nothing but abuse me. Ain't no way I'm a normal guy now. Though it's like 5-6 years since that happened. I'm still frustrated as fuck. Just give me the damn diagnosis already. Sertraline and Anxiset aren't fucking enough.

I've been thinking about using drugs But I don't know how to get them. And I'm only young. I know that people might judge me for that, but even though I hasn't tried drugs, I already feel addicted.

I love my boyfriend. he’s sweet, caring and so funny. I don’t want to break up. but with college coming up soon, all ive been thinking about is how we’re going to break up. I’m not planning on breaking up with him or cheating but I continue to have a nagging feeling 24/7 that the end is near. We’ve talked about it multiple times but i still feel so bad. we rarely fight and when we do it gets solved within the day and has never been too serious. we’re are in a very healthy relationship so realistically there’s no reason to break up. im just so scared life will change and split us apart. i dont know how to stop this feeling.

i had sex ed earlier today and it triggered me really badly and I want to relapse again

My roommates think I’m stealing their stuff. I borrowed a roll of TOILET PAPER. because I was about to shit myself. Now they think I’ve been stealing all of their stuff which I haven’t. And I know for a fact. I told the person who I took the paper from, but I know they’re texting each other with me in the room, and this has happened before mind you, (not this exact thing, but they are not good at communicating) and it’s making me feel bad because I feel like I can’t talk about stuff. I also am always left out and whenever I leave the room, then they talk. Otherwise, basically silence.

I am so tired of being undesired. It’s next to impossible to make friends. I’ve never had a boyfriend. If jobs reach out after I apply, it’s a rejection letter. I don’t fit in even in my own family. I’m always on the outside. I’m 22 years old and I keep telling myself, there’s more time, but what if there isn’t??? Once in my life I just want someone to look at me, really see me, and want more. Just one person. That’s it.

I'm a 67 yo female and I'm sick of hearing myself and other adult females being refered to as 'girls'. Girls are children. I'm 67, why is anyone calling me child? After going thru puberty, my body can do some wild shit, like giving birth! Are they choosing to ignore that? How dare anyone deny that. We were told to shut up and graciously accept being called 'man' ages ago. Now we aren't even refered to as 'adults'? How long do you think men would graciously accept being called 'women'? I don't and I will not graciously accept having my adulthood denied, too. "Bob? Oh he goes with lots of girls." Bob is not a male slut, he's a pedophile! Stop denying that we're adults. I know, girls are tight and perky; we must alter the language because you're horny? If a woman goes missing, cops do a manhunt. If a woman is killed, the killer is refered to having committed manslaughter. Are guys so insensitive as not to care that we're female adults. Get your little brains around that!

I’m a chubbier teenage girl,,my boyfriend is a skinny boy, like you can see his ribs and spin when he’s got no shirt on type skinny. Hes 20 pounds “overweight”. I’m underweight thirty pounds (even with my f@tass body) and I’m still bullied for it. I have tried everything to lose weight. (Working out, eating healthier, not eating at all)

I have been told my relationship is toxic. I don’t see it. Yes, there’s two red flags, but it’s not like they’re big. The second one, and probably the worse one, is that every tiny fight is somehow, someway my fault. For example, we play a video game together, and I messed up and got us both killed. We were at a high level, which we’ve been struggling to get to, and I was just happy to have done that well as a newer player. But he was upset with me. And yes, I understand how it’s my fault that we died, but he just started saying how I always mess up and shit, and it REALLY hurt. But other than all of this, he’s a total green flag! He does bare minimum things, and he’s an artist and draws things for me, and he recently watched my favorite musical for me, without me asking and then he proceeded to give me a little voodoo doll witch keychain(like those ragdoll ones from Texas and such?) and he gave me a custom note about how my body is perfect, no matter what someone else says.

I was a good kid before. All sweet, all innocent and cheerful, so bright. So disciplined in my routine, fearless.. not caring about the world, not caring what the others think about me... I used to be good at art too. Now what? It's all in the distant past. I've become the person I hate. Gosh... I lost all my spark. I wish I could go back.