My world is falling apart.
It’s getting darker. I’m afraid, all the time. I’m having several panic attacks a day. The voices are getting louder. I’ve already been attacked by the darkness once. Two nights ago I took a steak knife to my arm, and I’m afraid I’ll do it again. I’ve barely slept in a long time. I’m jittery and extremely paranoid. The people who promised they’d be there for me are standing by and doing nothing. I’m not seeing my psychologist until next monday to discuss medication. I’m alone. I’m afraid. I’m losing.
Somebody. Please.
Help me.
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Do you have anyone you can talk to?
Realistically, no. You heard me up there. Even if someone would even pretend to be there for me, you think these things are easty to talk about?
if you are on meds you should detox pick a ten word chant that makes you feel good and repeat it over and over on your knees in the light. regenerate your spiritual powers. do this chant for hours if you have to. my spirit is with you always.
No they arent. You are so right about that. You can call 911 if need be. I will talk with you if it will help.
Can you make an emergency appointment with your doctor?
Unlikely. I’m good at pretending to be okay. I don’t think anyone would take me seriously. Think I’m just trying to get out of school, or something.
What is it that is bothering you the most at this moment?
I don’t know. I’m scared. I just don’t know if I can keep going like this. I’m afraid of what might happen to me, or what I might do to myself. I don’t know.
You should contact your Drs. office, and talk to a friend. Do you have ANYONE who is close to you that you can call?
One, I guess… I don’t know. I have a thing about phones. I don’t really think she’d appreciate it…
I feel like I’m not really allowed to be sad…
First of all change your avatar…. a girl blowing her head off is not what you need to be thinking about. Life is a long and often times tough journey. No one is always happy. The best any of us can do is survive and remember the good times and the laughter. Hold on to those and try not to dwell on all the pain everyone feels. Life is not easy, that’s a fantasy created by television. Everyone you see on TV is rich and happy and funny and that’s never going to happen to any of us. Holding your head high, looking people in the eye and smiling even when you don’t feel like it helps more than anything… my mom told me that when I was a little kid and it has helped me for 40+ years. She really had a rough childhood during the depression without a father and was one of the happiest people I ever met.
I feel that way sometimes…… but you should talk. Everyone gets sad, but here is another number……800-442-HOPE (4673)
It’s a crisis number.
Hm. This seems fitting to the occasion. Maybe not perfectly, but the meaning is spread through about three different poems.
The Truth of My Words.
I don’t want you to read my writing.
I don’t like it when you hear my words.
I want you to feel the meaning,
that’s hidden in every verse.
You ask how I feel,
and I say I’m fine.
but, if you really want to know,
I am actually lying.
I’ll say nothing is wrong,
I’ll smile all the time.
But if you could only look inside,
you’ll see I’m always crying.
My heart has been ripped,
torn, throughout the years.
Beaten from being left behind,
surrounded by it’s fears.
They always say that they are the one,
who’ll stick by my side through it all.
but as soon as I need someone to lean on,
They turn their heads and watch me fall.
It hurts me more,
when I see you cry.
I believe only I should feel that pain.
You should be the one to fly.
I watch as you all leave me behind.
I smile and wave you away.
You can’t see in my head,
where I’m screaming, “Please Stay.”
My heart is broken,
I’m now afraid to love.
I hide behind my mask,
I cradle my injured dove.
I say goodbye,
but can’t stand to see you leave,
I feel like a curse,
never able to find relief.
This is the end,
my truth has come out.
I know you won’t stay with me,
but I’ll no longer shout.
I’m so tired of pretending to be all right for everyone elses’ sake… but when I’m too tired to keep it up suddenly everyone pretends I don’t exist.
No one wants to look after me. I don’t blame them.
So quit pretending. Be yourself, and although you will be a miserable wreck for a little while, you will get it all out eventually and your life will flip upside down and inside out. You will start to smile real smiles, honestly laugh until you cry, you will even find people that will actually be there for you when you need to cry with somebody.
Can we talk? On messenger or something? I’m serious.
well ad me then or give me you id
I feel like thhat most of the time lately. I know how it feels to not have anyone to talk to. If you want to talk i’ll be here.
nine… :[
write it out. and think happy thoughts. like ponys?
not the ones where you kill all your friends.
why dont you try to talk to the voices?…
and screw the darkness.
they are a pain IN THE ***.
try to sleep.
by any means.
please.
dont give up.
once you do everything turns black, there is nothing to hold onto, and you have something.
a life.
so dont let it go and dont give up.
I understand your pain…I have been there. Nothing can pull you out of this except you. You can ask for help, but in the end you have all the power within you. Always remember that what you are feeling is valid, but somewhere in this world someone is going through far worse pain than you.
The one thing that saved my life…I stopped fighting the darkness. Instead I embraced it and told myself that it was ok to be depressed. Before that realization, I would spend weeks in bed, paralyzed with grief. But once I accepted it, the pain lessened and I was able to move on. We live in a world of self imposed grief. Always remember the Universe does not forgive, because the Universe does not blame. In other words, everything is just as it should be. It may be hard to see this now, but the pain you’re feeling now will only make you a more complete person.
You sound just like me. Except I erased some of it. If I could I’d hold your hand. This post that u have done has shocked me so greatly by the fact that we’re the same that I am some what unable to really say anything. This is truly amazing.
It’s been months, and people are still talking about this… I guess I touched people. We’re not as alone as we think.
I wonder which part of me wrote this.
hi, i think u got mental problem
i was like u 10 years ago afraid that i would kill myself
and i heard voices in my head telling me to do destructive things
my relatives sent me back to my family and to see a doctor
until now im taking medicine and i gain control over myself again
but those voices wont go away
i have to lie to my doctor that i heard nothing inside
to prevent him from giving me more drug i hate side effects
we have talked about stop being on medicine in the next 2 years
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