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My favourite one is: Nothing is ever so bad that it can’t get worse. Love Murphy laws.

The local hospital doesn’t take any volunteers. There’s a hospice, though, I can try volunteering there. Thanks:)

Thepp, you’re an angel. I’d hug you, if I could:)

The thing is that I’ve tried. But guess what, there are NO acting groups outside of schools, NO church activities for young people and even if there are, you can sign up to them only at the beginning of September. No youth activities here, cause the town invests in tourists, not the inhabitants.
As I said, my student friends don’t give a **** about me (even going out for a walk with me is too much for them to do). I don’t know anyone else. Besides, it’s July now and summer holidays are not favourable for lonely people. Poles are rather unfriendly and xenophobic, at least most of them. They really don’t like changes and new people around.
I’m not looking for excuses, these are the facts. Believe me, I’d give anything to find someone I’d be able to talk to. Anything.

I’m a student. I’m alone, cause the only friends I’ve ever had - my brother and my sister have gone to a university, 300 kilometers away from home. The distance and the fact that they have to study a lot, so they can’t call often, separeted me from them. What I mean is that this specific bond that was between us disappeared. I can’t talk to them the way I once could. That’s one thing.

Another thing is that my mother works form 7 a.m. to 4 p.m., so she doesn’t have much time for me. And even when she does, I can’t turn to her for help, cause when I try to explain her something, she lectures me. She’s a psychologist, so lecturing is what she does for living. I tried asking her just to listen to me, without saying a word. I tried that many times, but she can’t.
My father is abroad, that’s not good for me either. He’s been abroad for 9 years now. He’s home for two weeks three times a year.

It’s not that I don’t love them, I really do. They’re everything to me. But I feel like they don’t know me at all and it’s hard.

I’m not an outsider, I’m rather popular. But you know what they say, if you have many friends, you have none friends. When my “friends” need something, I’m always there for them, but when I’m in trouble or having a hard time, they don’t even talk to me. Like I was sick, or something.

As for my hobbies, well… I live in a small town. Playing guitar and singing are things that most people do at home. Me too. And here, in my hometown, I can act only at my school. With my classmates, which is ironic.

You’re right, the Internet is a great thing. You may find it weird, but I’m very grateful to you for replying. It uplifted me a bit.

Don’t be! Showing how you feel is not an embarassing thing, in fact, telling people about your emotions is experienced as something courageous. Because of sincerety, you gain respect and admiration from other people.
Start with talking about small, less important things. You’ll get more confident with every conversation. Just try.

Augustów, Poland

Population: 40k people

Funny thing: Well, it’s kinda tragic for the inhabitants. Augustów is a tourist town, entertaining and interesting (same festival every year??) only in the summer. 6 lakes, many forests, some concerts, etc. But when winter comes, we have absolutely nothing to do. We can’t even go to the **** cinema - from September to April you need to take your winter coat with you, cause they have no heating.

The fastest thing in Augustów?
No, not the light.
Gossips. :)

Why do you cut yourself? I think you should talk to someone you trust cause cutting yourself 37 times a day sounds very disturbing and I’m sure it is dangerous for your health, both physical and mental. Please, talk to people who can help you.

You shouldn’t have dropped your ambitions. If you’re boyfriend loves you and if he’s “the one”, then he’ll understand and support you. If he wants you to stay and quit your dreams, then, well… I guess he’s not the guy for you. Have you talked to him about this?

I don’t know, what to say to you. I’m younger and I’ve been through much less than you, that’s for sure, but I can tell you a few things I’ve learned so far. Try to change. Don’t push it, first change those little things that you don’t like about yourself and the surrounding world and then try to deal with those bigger. Step by step. Stop drinking, don’t take drugs, it’ll do you no good. I’ve met a man, a former drug addict and a former alcoholic, who told me that the best first step to change would be standing in front of the mirror, looking into your own eyes and trying to say “I love you” to your reflection. Be honest and friendly. And don’t be afraid to travel, but if you want to, you can meet very interesting people in your surrounding.

Everything is up to you. If you think positively, you will change. Be strong and have faith in yourself. Take care.

Find a person you can really trust and ask for help. Wdickstein is right - you’re not alone, you need to be strong. Take care.

There’s nothing wrong with you, everybody’s got their “ups”, “downs” and, well, very big “downs”. When you feel sad sometimes, dark and pessimistic thoughts go through your mind and they’re mostly not true. You’re not worthless, here’s a proof: worthless people would never look for help or advice. And you did:) And yeah, when things get messed up it seems like everything is wrong, like there was a curse upon you. That will go away, you just have to look for the bright side of things and think, that it could always have been worse.

Why do you think your friends hate you? If you think they do, tell them how you feel. Talk to them. They’re your friends after all. And please, don’t starve yourself. I’m asking you to go and eat something. Anything.

Definately a broken heart. A broken bone will always heal in no time and sometimes it takes even years to heal a broken heart.

OK, that’s sounds disturbing. What’s wrong?

All I do is believe and pray, coz that’s all I can do. First step would be going out of my country and leaving everything behind, but I don’t have courage or money to leave. Go to an unknown place, alone, by myself. I don’t even feel safe here, how can I? Few days ago, 50 metres away from my house a man was nearly beaten up to death. I guess I’ll just keep it in a box - at least I’ll now it’s still there.