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Will someone please talk me down.. I posted here a couple of days ago, x-posted in another sub with very little response. I am a female in my midthirties who is severely chronically ill, physically disabled, and unable to drive or work. My condition is such that it is physically impossible for me to live alone. I have been through two awful divorces and am currently trapped in an often abusive engagement to a guy whom I have strong reasons to believe has been unfaithful to me. He is a narcissist. Despite negative full panel STD test results, I have continued for six months and counting to experience terrible unexplainable symptoms that appear to only align with an STD. I don't want to be right about my suspicions. My entire life rests upon whether or not my partner did something he shouldn't have done. I literally have no friends nor family to turn to for help if he has betrayed me; absolutely no one. I do not use Facebook. He and I have lived with his mother for a couple of years now and I just made the huge mistake of confiding in both his mother and my partner's sister about my fears. They are beginning to tip my partner off about my suspicions of him. Anyone who has been abused and is trapped knows what that can mean. I am freaking terrified now. I have nowhere to go if he finds out that I don't trust him. I convinced him to take me to get retested early next month, but my whole future rides on those results. I have no one to stay with. My mother passed away from a terrible illness one month ago and my father and I do not get along at all. Staying with him is simply out the question. I am entirely alone. Going to a shelter is impossible for me because a physically disabled person is considered a liability and I have experience with being turned away from them already in the past. I have absolutely no recourse in this situation now. I am absolutely terrified and completely freaking alone. Oh God. The only way out of this is death. Can someone please talk to me and help me through this before I make a very bad decision??

Por favor, alguien me hable..Yo publiqué aquí hace un par de días, x-posted en otro sub con muy poca respuesta.Yo soy una mujer en mis 30 años que es gravemente crónicamente enfermo, físicamente discapacitado, e incapaz de conducir o trabajar.Mi condición es tal que es físicamente imposible para mí vivir solo.He estado a través de dos horribles divorcios y actualmente estoy atrapado en un compromiso a menudo abusivo con un tipo que tengo razones fuertes para creer que me ha sido infiel.Él es un narcisista.A pesar de los resultados negativos de la prueba de ETS del panel completo, he continuado durante seis meses y contando con experimentar terribles síntomas inexplicables que parecen alinearse sólo con una ETS.No quiero estar en lo cierto sobre mis sospechas.Mi vida entera se basa en si mi pareja o no hizo algo que no debería haber hecho.Literalmente no tengo amigos ni familia a la que recurrir para obtener ayuda si me ha traicionado.

66/365 Beautiful Sunday’s, days of doing nothing, have a good night.

66/365 Hermosos domingos, días de no hacer nada, tengan una buena noche.

I can't go onI've been thinking about it for awhile. The pain is just too much now. I spend every night crying myself to sleep. I've made decisions that affect my life drastically that I regret, but I can't go back on. I am not strong enough to continue on.

No puedo seguir pensando en ello por un tiempo.El dolor es demasiado ahora.Me paso todas las noches llorando hasta dormir.He tomado decisiones que afectan mi vida drásticamente de las que me arrepiento, pero no puedo volver atrás.No soy lo suficientemente fuerte como para continuar.

The reason you shouldn’t commit suicide, Breath of the wild 2 is coming out by the next year. If you don’t get to play it that’s just unfortunate because I don’t think There’s retailers or Nintendo E-Shop in the afterlife.

La razón por la que no deberías suicidarte, Breath of the wild 2 está saliendo para el próximo año.Si no llegas a jugar eso es desafortunado porque no creo que haya minoristas o Nintendo E-Shop en el más allá.

I AM PSYCHOTIC AND WANT TO LEAVE THIS BODYThis is a long post, but I beg you. Any of you. Please read it, for the sake of another human. I've lost it. My thoughts are incoherent. I don't trust any of them. I can't function day to day. I can't do anything. I have thoughts. I don't know why I have these thoughts, I think about why I have these thoughts. I think about whether or not the fact that I'm thinking about whatever I'm thinking about means anything, and if it does, what? I don't trust the way my thoughts form. I don't know who I am. I don't know what I am. I WANT TO DIE. DYING IS ALL I HAVE EVER WANTED TO DO SINCE I WAS 6. I have been depressed, suicidal since I was 6. I'm crazy. I'm insane. Let me tell you about my day today. This is **ONE** example of a day of mine. I drove 1000 miles with no break. Why? Because I was bored. For the first 5 hours, I had these thoughts. Thoughts of murder. I felt strange. I just wanted to murder and torture innocent people. I made specific plans to kidnap, rape, torture, and kill some women. I DON'T WANT TO HURT ANYBODY. I have urges. Every moment of every day, my behavior is different from my thoughts and my intentions. It's as if two entities are possessing me; one controls my mind, the other controls my body. My parents abused me. A lot. Every day. And the worst part? They genuinely care about me, and that guilted the FUCK out of my child self. Everything about their behavior said "I hate you. You're worthless. We wish you were dead. Kill yourself." and they abused my mind EVERY. SINGLE. DAY. But they love me. Their behavior is 100% inconsistent with their thoughts. They're INSANE PEOPLE. They are absolutely batshit insane people, beyond comprehension. They are more insane than I am, and I can feel myself turning into my father more and more every day and the thought that I am becoming like him absolutely crushes me. I'm worried my urges will get worse. I'm worried I will do something unforgivable before I realize it. I want to die. I want the sweet release of death. Being in this mind is torture. I regret every single thing I have done in life. I can't believe I got to this point. I have no friends, no family, no dreams, no motivations, no likes, no dislikes, no opinions of my own. I am a mindless drone, isolated and spending every second of every day alone with my own thoughts. Please, talk to me. I tell myself I don't want help, but I do. I want help. I want to be happy. I want to have dreams. I want to make other people smile and laugh with them. I want to have meaningful connections with other people. But I just can't. All I do is send myself farther and farther down the hole. I wasn't always like this. I had dreams as a very young kid. I was nice to everyone, and just wanted everyone to get along and be happy. I just wanted to be happy, to help others. But my parents FUCKED. ME. UP. THEY DID THIS TO ME. LIVING WITH THEM WAS **ABSOLUTE HELL**. I'm crying. I'm a 19 year old dude. I look 12, and I feel like a 70 year old man with the mind of a tormented 6 year old. Please talk to me. Ask me questions. I want to fix myself. I want to be happy. I am going to get mental help in about two weeks, but for now, I just need something, ANYTHING. So I turn to you guys. Please, I beg of you. I just want to hear from other people. I want to die more than anything else, but a small piece of me doesn't. Edit: removed a very NSFL paragraph

Yo soy psicotico y quiero dejar este cuerpoEste es un post largo, pero te lo ruego.Cualquiera de ti.Por favor, leelo, por el bien de otro humano.Lo he perdido.Mis pensamientos son incoherentes.No confío en ninguno de ellos.No puedo funcionar día a día.No puedo hacer nada.Tengo pensamientos.No sé por qué tengo estos pensamientos.Pienso en por qué tengo estos pensamientos.Pienso o no en el hecho de que estoy pensando en lo que sea que estoy pensando significa algo, y si lo hago, ¿qué?No confío en la forma en que se forman mis pensamientos.No sé quién soy.No sé qué soy.No sé qué soy.No sé qué soy.Quiero morir.Es todo lo que he querido hacer desde que era 6.He estado deprimida, suicida desde que era 6.Estoy loca.No sé lo que soy.

Can anyone who’s fluent in human conversation help me out? So I like this girl, she’s new and we’ve only talked in zooms. I DM’d her on Instagram and we had the following convo: (she put a rickroll in her bio for context) Me: Aaand I just got rickrolled (she hearted this) Me: should’ve seen that coming (she hearted this) Her: HAHAHAHAHAH Her: woops Me: now I’ve gotta memorize the link 😭 (she hearted this) And bam, convo over. What do I do now? Am I really this shit at talking to people?

¿Puede alguien que habla con fluidez en la conversación humana ayudarme?Así que me gusta esta chica, ella es nueva y sólo hemos hablado en zooms. I DM ella en Instagram y tuvimos la siguiente convo: (ella puso un rickroll en su biografía para contexto) Me: Aaand me acaba de rickrolled (ella corazón esto) Me: debería haber visto que viene (ella corazón esto) Ella: HAHAHAHAHAHAH Her: me lave: ahora tengo que memorizar el enlace (ella corazón esto) Y bam, convo over.¿Qué hago ahora?¿Soy realmente esta mierda en hablar con la gente?

life sentences are overkill if they didnt kill anyone that is all also drug dealing sentences are big dumb thats what keep some of my family not homeless we need a reformed goverment that wasnt made by the founding big daddies.

Las condenas a cadena perpetua son exageradas si no matan a nadie que es también sentencias de tráfico de drogas son grandes tontos que mantienen a algunos de mi familia no sin hogar necesitamos un gobierno reformado que no fue hecho por los padres fundadores.

I think its timeI have had a long 22 years of lifetime, I think its time to end it. I was an alcoholic for awhile and I relapsed, now my skin feels like it's crawling and my heart is like a racecar. I should call my doctor to get help but I don't want to, I have done it before and it helps but the thing is I drink because I find life pointless so eventually it happens again. Rather than embarrassing myself again by admitting I relapsed again I think I should just end it all. The sweat silence of death seems so enticing.

Creo que en su tiempo he tenido un largo 22 años de vida, creo que en su tiempo para terminarlo.Fui un alcohólico por un tiempo y reincidí, ahora mi piel se siente como si se estuviera arrastrando y mi corazón es como un coche de carreras.Debería llamar a mi médico para obtener ayuda pero no quiero, lo he hecho antes y ayuda pero la cosa es que bebo porque encuentro la vida sin sentido así que eventualmente sucede de nuevo.En lugar de avergonzarme de nuevo admitiendo que reincidí de nuevo creo que debería terminar con todo.El silencio de sudor de la muerte parece tan tentador.

Feeling at my lowestI have been depressed and down before but lately my mind has been turning to suicide more and more. I get these thoughts when I am doing something like I wonder what it would be like to die like that. Like I was swimming and I wondered how it would be to drown. I don't want to die but I feel like suicide is inevitable.

Sintiéndome en mi nivel más bajoHe estado deprimido y deprimido antes, pero últimamente mi mente se ha vuelto al suicidio cada vez más.Tengo estos pensamientos cuando estoy haciendo algo como me pregunto cómo sería morir así.Como estaba nadando y me preguntaba cómo sería ahogarme.No quiero morir pero siento que el suicidio es inevitable.

You ever just fall for someone just because they liked you first I remember liking this dude who *always* had greasy hair just bc he liked me first

¿Alguna vez te enamoraste de alguien sólo porque le gustabas primero? Recuerdo que me gustaba este tipo que *siempre* tenía el pelo grasiento solo que a él le gustaba yo primero.

Does anyone wanna be my Minecraft gf Jk jk jk jk jk jk jk jk jk jk jk jk jk jk jk jk jk jk jk jk jk jk . . . . . Unless?

¿Alguien quiere ser mi Minecraft gf Jk jk jk jk jk jk jk jk jk jk jk jk jk jk jk jk jk jk jk jk jk jk jk jk . . .

Man I miss Rhodesia Shit was full on hecker deckers, it was a great effort.

Hombre que echo de menos Rhodesia mierda estaba lleno de deckers hecker, fue un gran esfuerzo.

WHAT THE FUCK WHAT THE FUCK WHAT THE FUCK So i got a message request with a group, i meant to hit decline, and it accepted me. I immediatly left, but the most recent thing was a panty shot. What the fuck.

QUÉ FUERA EL FOLLO FUERA EL FOLLO Así que recibí una petición de mensaje con un grupo, quise golpear declinación, y me aceptó.Me fui inmediatamente, pero lo más reciente fue una foto de panty.Qué mierda.

Suicide letterIt's just a technical question, but should I leave a letter for the police, explaining why I did it? For statistics maybe? Honestly I don't want to write anything because I'm tired and I don't care anymore. I live in England, UK.

Carta de suicidioEs sólo una pregunta técnica, pero debo dejar una carta a la policía, explicando por qué lo hice?¿Para estadísticas tal vez?Honestamente no quiero escribir nada porque estoy cansado y ya no me importa.Vivo en Inglaterra, Reino Unido.

I need cash I need money to go see my gf for Christmas, if you live in Renton, Kent or in the surrounding areas of king county Washington state, I will work for you Please blow this up

Necesito dinero en efectivo para ir a ver a mi gf para Navidad, si vives en Renton, Kent o en las áreas circundantes del estado de Washington del condado del rey, trabajaré para ti.

I’m struggling tonightI can’t deal with the cycle of seeming so happy during the day and then at night I feel like my brain is torturing me with thoughts about how horrible I am, how ugly I am, how stupid I am, how worthless I am, how selfish I am. I feel so trapped. Night time is so scary. I don’t want to talk to anyone I know about this because I feel like such an attention seeker.

Estoy luchando esta nocheNo puedo lidiar con el ciclo de parecer tan feliz durante el día y luego por la noche siento que mi cerebro me está torturando con pensamientos sobre lo horrible que soy, lo feo que soy, lo estúpido que soy, lo inútil que soy, lo egoísta que soy.Me siento tan atrapada.El tiempo de noche es tan aterrador.No quiero hablar con nadie que conozco sobre esto porque me siento como un buscador de atención.

Life chained me. 17 years old souless breathing dead body.No friends: ✔️ No money: ✔️ No job: ✔️ No motivation: ✔️ Missing tooth: ✔️ Health Anxiety: ✔️ Dental Anxiety: ✔️ Panic Attack: ✔️ Fear of going blind: ✔️ Depression: ✔️ Overthinking: ✔️ Catastrophic thoughts: ✔️ Stressed Family: ✔️ Self Isolation: ✔️ Afraid of everything: ✔️

La vida me encadenó.17 años souless respirando cuerpo muerto.Sin amigos: No hay dinero: No hay trabajo: No hay motivación: No hay motivación Diente faltante: No hay ansiedad para la salud No hay ansiedad dental Ataque de pánico: No hay miedo de quedarse ciego Depresión: No hay pensamientos catastróficos

I accidentally killed a fly with olive oil I was making a salad and poured some olive oil to add flavor. I was holding the bottle kind of high from the plate, pouring a line when a fly came flying across the plate and ended just right under the splash of oil. I got it out of the salad, it couldn't fly and ended in the floor. When I looked back, it wasn't moving. I assume it drowned with the oil. No, I didn't step on it.

Accidentalmente maté una mosca con aceite de oliva estaba haciendo una ensalada y vertí un poco de aceite de oliva para darle sabor.Estaba sosteniendo la botella un poco alta del plato, vertiendo una línea cuando una mosca voló sobre el plato y terminó justo debajo de la salpicadura de aceite.Lo saqué de la ensalada, no podía volar y terminó en el suelo.Cuando miré hacia atrás, no se movía.Asumo que se ahogó con el aceite.No, no lo pisé.

I wonder what pussy juice feels like? 🤔 Like if a guy cums he let's out sticky sperm right? And if a girl cums she let's out an egg cell right? But I wonder what kind of texture it's like... Like is it a watery substance like piss or nah?

¿Me pregunto cómo se siente el jugo del coño?Como si un chico se corre él deja salir esperma pegajoso derecho?¿Y si una chica se corre ella deja salir una célula del huevo derecho?¿Pero me pregunto qué tipo de textura es como...Como es una sustancia acuosa como pis o nah?

Goodbye, maybe.Hi. I’m a British born North American. I don’t have an accent. I’ve been struggling with depression for upwards of 2 years. I’m a liar, a cheat, and a horrible son. I’ve cut myself, I’ve tried to hang myself, and I’m a recovering alcoholic. I’ve almost stabbed someone intentionally. I have intense anxiety, and I’ve missed maybe 7 months of school last year because of it. I’m afraid of the dark, I like horror flicks and books but they give me nightmares. I like to write, draw, play videogames, and exercise. I really love my 2 dogs. I love my dad and I just texted him for the first time in maybe 2 months. He has tried his best and I’m about to (maybe) throw it all away. I can’t go on like this. So either I change, or end it. I’m scared to end it, and scared to change. I love you all. I do. Goodbye, maybe.

Adiós, tal vez.Hola.Soy un británico nacido en Norteamérica.No tengo acento.He estado luchando con la depresión por más de 2 años.Soy un mentiroso, un tramposo y un hijo horrible.Me he cortado, he tratado de colgarme, y soy un alcohólico en recuperación.Casi he apuñalado a alguien intencionalmente.Tengo una ansiedad intensa, y he perdido tal vez 7 meses de escuela el año pasado por eso.Tengo miedo de la oscuridad, me gustan las películas de terror y los libros, pero me dan pesadillas.Me gusta escribir, dibujar, jugar videojuegos y hacer ejercicio.Me encantan mis 2 perros.Me encanta mi papá y acabo de enviarle un mensaje de texto por primera vez en tal vez 2 meses.Él ha hecho todo lo posible y estoy a punto de (tal vez) tirarlo todo.No puedo seguir así.Así que o bien me cambio, o bien termino.Tengo miedo de terminarlo, y tengo miedo de cambiar.Te amo a todos.

Waking up in the middle of the night, weighing up the pros and cons of people caring that I stay alive.It's currently Monday morning, 3:30AM, I woke up about two hours ago, still half drunk, having had about 3 hours sleep, ate some more Xanax and smoked more weed. I spent most of this weekend in my bed. I wanted to go out and do things but one way or another I seemed to convince myself not to. I have a good support network which I'm extremely grateful. The feeling that I have let my family and loved ones down has been fundamental in the way that I have viewed every day since I was 12 or 13. I'm now 27 (M). Significant mental health issues and substance abuse have been ongoing problems for me since then. In this time, I have continued to meet a few amazing people who have challenged my cynicism about humanity. This adds to my conflict; Do I want to be here? Is me being here of enough benefit to be worth it? My dreams and goals are barely worth mentioning anymore because my work towards achieving them has completely stagnated. I am no longer sure if I am capable of ever completing my university degree and making the world a slightly better place through my career. During the pandemic and recession, the government in my country has been providing financial assistance to people who lost their jobs due to the economic circumstances, I am one of these people. I am very grateful for what has been provided to me, but the government money provided to us is about to be reduced and sustaining myself is about to become more difficult unless I can manage to find a new job. ​ Right now I kind of just wish I hadn't woken up in the middle of the night, I feel slightly better after crying and writing this but I suspect that this loneliness is about become quite overwhelming again when I finish writing. Love (of any kind) seems to so rarely be a worthwhile investment. Is it normal that most of the people who I have loved have either severely betrayed me, left or died? I know that I'm the common link here, I know that I get along well with mentally ill people because I'm mentally ill, but how the fuck do I fix all this? I couldn't deal with another loved one dying from drug/alcohol overdose or suicide. I can't count them on both hands anymore. I know there are people in much worse positions but I can't talk to anyone about this stuff and I feel so alone. Today was a nice day, why am I still like this. It's almost 4am now. I wonder if I'll be able to go back to sleep.

Al despertarme en medio de la noche, pesando los pros y los contras de la gente que me preocupa que me mantenga vivo.Actualmente es lunes por la mañana, 3:30 AM, me desperté hace unas dos horas, todavía medio borracho, después de haber dormido unas 3 horas, comí más Xanax y fumé más hierba.Pasaba la mayor parte de este fin de semana en mi cama.Quería salir y hacer cosas pero de una manera u otra parecía convencerme de que no lo hacía.Tengo una buena red de apoyo que estoy muy agradecido.La sensación de que he dejado caer a mi familia y seres queridos ha sido fundamental en la forma que he visto todos los días desde que tenía 12 años o 13 años.Ahora tengo 27 (M).Los problemas de salud mental significativos y el abuso de sustancias han sido problemas continuos para mí desde entonces.En este momento, he seguido conociendo a unas pocas personas increíbles que han desafiado mi cinismo sobre la humanidad.Esto se suma a mi conflicto; ¿quiero estar aquí?

Text post weekend, what are ur opinions on it? Jdidajhskaidkccjhwshwhaksfoxhawhwjdjdjdjajajaakaksksksksksskskakakeiejccjsiwowoeoifcucucjcdj.

Texto post fin de semana, ¿qué son nuestras opiniones sobre él?Jdidajhskaidkccjhwshwhaksfoxhawhwjdjdjjajaakaksksksksskskakakeiejccjsiwoeoifcucucjcdj.

I Get to be alone for a Long time.... Hey, welcome back to I tell you guys about my problems then cry about them until I fall asleep. Ready? Ok let's go So long story short I have two best friends (one male one female) and they obviously like eachother but that dosent matter rn. So basicly I know that one of my friends was going to go into the military but he was planning on doing 4 years of ROTC before he went in so we were going to all spend college together, yay right? Well no. Because apparently to get where they wanted in the military (Special ops and army medic respectively) they would have a better chance if they just enlisted out of highschool AND the minimum enlistment is 5 years... they where thinking about doing 8..... Like don't get me wrong, I want to see them reach their goals and be happy and I am going to support them and I love them both SO much but its just am so scared of losing them and us drifing apart. I'll finish hs and most of if not all of my college before they get out and that is IF they get out because... you know... it's the military. So anyway, if my spelling is bad I cant see due to tears in my eyes so yeah. Thank you guys so much for always giving me a place to vent and speak, you really dont know how much it means to me. Thanks for the kind words and I hope you all have an amazing day

Yo llego a estar solo por un largo tiempo ....Hey, bienvenido de nuevo a les digo a mis chicos sobre mis problemas luego llorar sobre ellos hasta que me quede dormido.¿Listo?Ok vamos a ir tan larga historia corta Tengo dos mejores amigos (un hombre una mujer) y obviamente les gusta cada uno pero que dosent materia rn.So básicamente sé que uno de mis amigos iba a ir al ejército pero él estaba planeando hacer 4 años de ROTC antes de que él fuera en así que íbamos a todos pasar la universidad juntos, yay derecho?Bien no.Porque aparentemente para llegar a donde querían en el ejército (operaciones especiales y médico del ejército respectivamente) tendrían una mejor oportunidad si ellos acabaran de alistarse fuera de la escuela secundaria Y el alistamiento mínimo es 5 años... ellos están pensando en hacer 8.... como no me malinterpreten, quiero verlos alcanzar sus objetivos y ser felices y voy a apoyarlos y les amo tanto pero es tan que están asustados de perderlos y nos separan.

I hate my body so much that it makes me want to die19M. I feel so scrawny. I’ve been lifting for awhile and I’ve gained a lot of weight but I feel so weak and scrawny. I feel like everyone looks at me and thinks that I don’t look masculine or attractive enough so I deserve to die. I feel like guys that are more muscular than me look at me and think about how skinny I am and how much better they are than me. I’m so anxious

Odio tanto mi cuerpo que me hace querer morir19M. Me siento tan escuálida. He estado levantando por un tiempo y he ganado mucho peso, pero me siento tan débil y escuálida. Siento que todo el mundo me mira y piensa que no me veo lo suficientemente masculino o atractivo como para merecer morir. Siento que los chicos que son más musculosos que yo me miran y piensan en lo flaco que soy y lo mucho mejor que son que yo. Estoy tan ansioso

I just wanna understand wats wrong with me.I’m 20. My whole life I got bullied for nothing. I’ve always trying help other people. I love everyone and everything. Wish luck every single stranger that I see. I never got smile from other person. I never got hug from other person. I never got kiss from other person. I never got invite to the party or something. All what I got it’s just my dog and cat. Why?

Yo sólo quiero entender wats mal conmigo.Tengo 20.Mi vida entera me acosaron por nada.Siempre he tratado de ayudar a otras personas.Amo a todos y todo.Deseo suerte a cada extraño que veo.Nunca recibí sonrisa de otra persona.Nunca recibí abrazo de otra persona.Nunca recibí beso de otra persona.Nunca recibí invitación a la fiesta o algo.Todo lo que tengo es sólo mi perro y gato. ¿Por qué?

It's timeI think it's time. I'm so lost. Hate working I have no friends crazy sick narcissistic family and no girlfriend. I hate this money system. No college no skill just a loser who wasted his youth on video games and porn. But even though I quit nothing changes. I think it's time.

Es hora de que crea que es hora.Estoy tan perdido.Odio trabajar No tengo amigos loco enfermo familia narcisista y sin novia.Odio este sistema de dinero.No universidad ninguna habilidad sólo un perdedor que malgastó su juventud en videojuegos y porno.Pero a pesar de que no dejé nada cambia.Creo que es el momento.

One of these daysOne of these days I'm going to put my baby in my mouth and pull her trigger. I'm going to man up for the last time. Can't wait to catch that impulse, that concentrated rage, fuck all of existence. Fuck living. Fuck breathing. Life is so overrated. Why don't you smash a concrete block onto my head while you're standing there?

Uno de estos días uno de estos días voy a poner a mi bebé en mi boca y apretar su gatillo.Voy a ser hombre por última vez.No puedo esperar a coger ese impulso, esa rabia concentrada, joder toda la existencia.A la mierda la vida.A la mierda la respiración.La vida está tan sobrevalorada.¿Por qué no me rompes un bloque de hormigón en la cabeza mientras estás ahí?

I have a good lifeseeing some of the posts here, there are so many people with actual problems in life and reasons to wanna die. I feel guilty since my life is actually pretty good yet I have suicidal thoughts daily for no reason

Tengo una buena vida viendo algunos de los posts aquí, hay tanta gente con problemas reales en la vida y razones para querer morir.Me siento culpable ya que mi vida es realmente bastante buena aún tengo pensamientos suicidas diariamente sin ninguna razón

Ive made my peaceI've made so many mistakes and have repeated these mistakes over again. I'm a failure in all aspects of my life. My life is going nowhere. I can't see a future for me. Tonight I took a handful of oxycodone and muscle relaxers. If I die tonight I've made my peace with this world and beyond, but if I wake tomorrow I'm not sure what to do with myself. This is my first attempt and I don't know if I can bring myself up for another, but I don't want to live anymore

He hecho mi pazHe cometido tantos errores y he repetido estos errores de nuevo.Soy un fracaso en todos los aspectos de mi vida.Mi vida no va a ninguna parte.No puedo ver un futuro para mí.Esta noche tomé un puñado de oxicodona y relajantes musculares.Si muero esta noche he hecho mi paz con este mundo y más allá, pero si me despierto mañana no estoy seguro de qué hacer conmigo mismo.Este es mi primer intento y no sé si puedo criarme para otro, pero no quiero vivir más.

What's the worst advice you've gotten from reddit? Or real life or somewhere else but basically just the worst advice you've gotten in general.

¿Cuál es el peor consejo que has recibido de reddit?O la vida real o en algún otro lugar, pero básicamente el peor consejo que has recibido en general.

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October 2021Everything I do seems to push me away or someone away from me. Friends stay until there life gets better then I’m left behind. I’ve changed jobs to experience new people and new environment but still feel this emptiness. How much can one person take till it’s just enough. I love to big but get no love back. I turn 30 in October. If I can’t fill this hole or find someway to maybe be happy for a chance in my life, I’m gonna just call it quits. Is it suicide tho?

Octubre 2021Todo lo que hago parece alejarme a mí o a alguien de mí.Los amigos se quedan hasta que la vida mejora y luego me quedo atrás.He cambiado de trabajo para experimentar nuevas personas y un nuevo entorno, pero todavía siento este vacío.Cuánto puede tomar una persona hasta que sea suficiente.Me encanta grande pero no conseguir amor de nuevo. Cumplo 30 años en octubre.Si no puedo llenar este agujero o encontrar alguna manera de ser feliz por una oportunidad en mi vida, voy a llamarlo renuncias.¿Es suicidio tho?

Don’t know if I’ll make it through the nightI can’t stop these thoughts. I’m focusing on the pills, the possibility of what I can do, if what I want to do. As I sit here, listening to my loves breathing, I wonder if it’s going to be my last time hearing it. I never thought I’d make it this far, and I don’t know if I can keep going

No sé si voy a pasar la noche no puedo detener estos pensamientos. Me estoy centrando en las píldoras, la posibilidad de lo que puedo hacer, si lo que quiero hacer. Mientras me siento aquí, escuchando a mi amor respirando, me pregunto si va a ser mi última vez que lo escucho. Nunca pensé que llegaría tan lejos, y no sé si puedo seguir adelante

Started a new discord server a few days ago, anyone wanna join? If you wanna join then dm me, please keep in mind this server is new and may not be the most active

¿Comenzó un nuevo servidor de discordia hace unos días, alguien quiere unirse?Si usted quiere unirse entonces dm me, por favor tenga en cuenta que este servidor es nuevo y puede no ser el más activo

FiredHi. I was fired yesterday from my dream job in part because of my mental health issues. I don’t see the point anymore. I kept it in for so long because I knew the end result would be this. My ‘strength’ was questioned, when every single day has been a battle not to kill myself. Now I don’t see why I shouldn’t. I’ve never felt so humiliated and depressed in my entire life. I’m currently in the process of hiding away pills to take. I want enough so that they won’t be able to bring me back, like 50 or so. My family know I want to kill my self so they’re hiding my antidepressants from me and only giving me one each morning, but there’s cold and flu tablets everywhere that I’m ferreting away. I hope to do it in the next few weeks.

Me despidieron ayer de mi trabajo de ensueño en parte debido a mis problemas de salud mental.Ya no veo el punto.Lo guardé durante tanto tiempo porque sabía que el resultado final sería este.Mi ‘fuerza’ fue cuestionada, cuando cada día ha sido una batalla para no suicidarme.Ahora no veo por qué no debería hacerlo.Nunca me he sentido tan humillada y deprimida en toda mi vida.Actualmente estoy en el proceso de esconder las píldoras para tomar.Quiero lo suficiente para que no puedan traerme de vuelta, como 50 o así.Mi familia sabe que quiero matarme a mí misma, así que me están ocultando mis antidepresivos y sólo me están dando uno cada mañana, pero hay tabletas frías y de gripe por todas partes que estoy hurgando.Espero hacerlo en las próximas semanas.

Everybody hates meYou probably do as well. There’s nothing I can do about it.

Todo el mundo me odia Probablemente lo hagas también.No hay nada que pueda hacer al respecto.

At this point its no longer funny Theres a running joke in my english class that I rigged the spin the wheel website our teacher uses so it would never land on me it still refuses to land on me, at this point its just creepy

En este punto ya no es divertido Theres una broma en mi clase de Inglés que amañé la página web de giro de la rueda que nuestro profesor utiliza para que nunca aterrizaría en mí todavía se niega a aterrizar en mí, en este punto es simplemente espeluznante

i got a free award the first person to comment can have my wholesome award

Tengo un premio gratis la primera persona en comentar puede tener mi premio sano

is anyone else boreddd out of their minds hey can we make things interesting? so hmu dm me i or u could join my group chat of the coolest redditors on r teenagers jk were just edgy fcks

¿Hay alguien más aburrido fuera de su mente que podemos hacer las cosas interesantes? así que hmu dm me i o u podría unirse a mi charla de grupo de los redditors más cool en r adolescentes jk eran sólo fcks nerviosos

Hate my meds, but I can't live without them.Fucking venlafaxine. Without it I'm always suicidal, but with it I sleep upwards of 12 hours a night, and feel sleepy and unfocused all the time. Ican't get it up, can't cum on the rare occasions I do get it up, even though I've been off it for a while now. Neither way is actually living. I probably get a grand total of two productive waking hours when I'm on it, and off it I get none because I do nothing. I can't keep up with this world, I tried getting help and it made nothing better, I'm just a burden on everyone either way. On venlafaxine I didn't want to kill myself. I wanted to try other things. I wanted to try an alternative, I wanted to try supplementing it with modafinil. And my psychiatrist said no, because he didn't get that while I might not *irrationally* want to die any more, in that state it's a fairly rational decision. What the fuck do I do now? I was staying alive for my girlfriend but then she got sick of me being so tired and useless all the time. I'm just done, I'm not staying alive for anyone or anything else.

Odio mis medicinas, pero no puedo vivir sin ellas.Fucking venlafaxine.Sin ella siempre soy suicida, pero con ella duermo más de 12 horas por noche, y me siento somnoliento y desenfocado todo el tiempo.No puedo levantarme, no puedo correr en las raras ocasiones que lo hago, aunque he estado fuera de él por un tiempo ahora.Ninguna manera es realmente vivir.Probablemente consiga un gran total de dos horas productivas de vigilia cuando estoy en ella, y fuera de ella no consigo ninguna porque no hago nada.No puedo mantenerme al día con este mundo, traté de conseguir ayuda y no hice nada mejor, sólo soy una carga para todos de cualquier manera.En venlafaxine no quería matarme a mí mismo.Quería probar otras cosas.Quería probar una alternativa, quería tratar de complementarla con modafinil.Y mi psiquiatra dijo que no, porque no quería que me matara a mí mismo.

angry and frustratedeverything is just too much for me right now. this pandemic has driven me back into a deep depression after months of working on myself and bettering my mental health; everything is shot back down to stair 1. i’m not making enough money anymore; and won’t be for the next few months because of the pandemic. i’m turning 21 this summer and I wanted oh so desperately to move out so I could finally have a taste of adulthood...I have never been able to live on my own because of poor mental health and inability to find room mate. but my mental health was getting better and I finally was making enough money to where I could move out without needing a room mate. i also am so embarrassed and ashamed i live at home; it makes me feel like a loser. my mom is worsening my mental health bc she is now unemployed bc of the pandemic and constantly at home. all she does is nag me and treat my issues as trivial nonsense and acts like she will not allow me to move out...my mother was never strict but ever since I started college she became anal and insanely strict...i’m an adult... I also am having severe anxiety because of corona and everyone dying is making me upset and paranoid. I want to work because I cannot not be making money, life is way too expensive to just quit but working is stressing me out bc i’m putting myself at risk to contracting the virus my car also is conveniently breaking right now which is just the icing on top of the cake. i’m crying and angry and shaking and I want to cut myself but I know i’m way too old for that, I don’t have enough of any drug right now to abuse it...I just feel hopeless and scared and I don’t want to be here anymore. this happens every time: I have a breakdown and get suicidal, get my act together and life starts going well, then something happens and shoots me down farther than I was before. I just don’t see a point anymore

Esta pandemia me ha llevado de nuevo a una profunda depresión después de meses de trabajar en mí mismo y mejorar mi salud mental; todo se dispara de nuevo a la escalera 1. no estoy haciendo suficiente dinero más; y no será para los próximos meses debido a la pandemia. Estoy cumpliendo 21 este verano y quería oh tan desesperadamente mudarme fuera para que finalmente pudiera tener una prueba de adultez... Yo nunca he sido capaz de vivir por mi cuenta debido a la mala salud mental y la incapacidad de encontrar compañero de habitación. pero mi salud mental estaba mejorando y finalmente estaba haciendo suficiente dinero a donde podría mudarme sin necesidad de un compañero de habitación. también estoy tan avergonzado y avergonzado que vivo en casa; me hace sentir como una perdedora.mi madre está empeorando mi salud mental bc ella ahora está desempleada bc de la pandemia y constantemente en casa. todo lo que ella es nag me y tratar mis problemas como tonterías triviales y actúa como si ella no me permitiera moverme... mi madre nunca fue estricta pero siempre desde que empecé a estudiar anal y estrictamente un adulto... yo también estoy haciendo corona y me estoy molestando.

My dad just got a gunWelp Fuuuuucccckkkkkk

Mi padre acaba de conseguir un armaWelp Fuuuuuccckkkkkkkk

idk what to wear today and i have to do some math hw lmao

idk qué usar hoy y tengo que hacer algunas matemáticas hw lmmao

Tomorrow is the dayI'm going to hang myself tomorrow. I'd like some tips on making it as easy as possible. Please no help to stop. I'm not looking for that. Best of luck to everyone on here.

Mañana es el día que me voy a colgar mañana.Quisiera algunos consejos para que sea lo más fácil posible.Por favor, no hay ayuda para detenerme.No estoy buscando eso.La mejor suerte para todos aquí.

coloradokilling myself soon. if anyone has opiates or idk. wants to also kill themselves and wants to make it look bizarre as possible let me know. we could die simultaneously wearing sonic the hedgehog costumes side by side and everyone will be like "but they didn't even know each other." could be funny? for someone

coloradokilling me soon.if alguien tiene opiáceos o idk.wants también suicidarse y quiere hacer que se vea extraño como sea posible avíseme.podríamos morir simultáneamente usando los trajes de erizo al lado de todos y todo el mundo será como "pero ni siquiera se conocían."podría ser divertido?para alguien

My dad thinks that by dragging me out of the house he’s going to make me less depressed I appreciate the effort but fuck off and let me sleep. So fucking annoying.

Mi padre piensa que al sacarme de la casa me va a hacer menos deprimido.Aprecio el esfuerzo, pero me voy a la mierda y déjame dormir.Tan jodidamente molesto.

Is it weird to fantasize about your own death everydayI've been haunted by the feeling that I'm only wasting my life and contribute nothing good for society. maybe i think too much and i tend to overanalyze things but its just one thing that i cant help. im so tired of disappointing people and getting myself disappointed. my only escape is fantasizing my own death frequently each day, imagining how great it must be if i could just suddenly vanish and leave this world in an instant because here, it never gets better.

¿Es raro fantasear con tu propia muerte todos los días?He sido perseguido por la sensación de que sólo estoy desperdiciando mi vida y no contribuir con nada bueno para la sociedad.Tal vez pienso demasiado y tiendo a sobreanalizar las cosas, pero es sólo una cosa que no puedo ayudar.im tan cansado de decepcionar a la gente y conseguir me decepcionó.mi único escape es fantasear mi propia muerte con frecuencia cada día, imaginando lo grande que debe ser si de repente podría desaparecer y dejar este mundo en un instante porque aquí, nunca se pone mejor.

Everything just feels shit.I'm a 15 year old male who is suicidal. I told my mom and stepdad that I was very depressed and they laughed and said that I wasn't. I've also told my friends and one of them just thought I said it as a joke and my 2 other friends are too depressed to get help from. I have been depressed since I was 13 but when I turned 15 I got suicidal. I feel lonely and I think about how I should kill myself when I'm at school or when I'm eating etc. I almost never sleep for more than 2-4 hours per night which makes me very tired at school and I only sleep in class. I don't really have a good reason for being suicidal except that I hate the way everyone lives, wake up, go to work, get paid, go home, eat, sleep and then it starts all over again. I also feel like i'm such a dick towards everyone, as I don't care about anything anymore, some people are annoyed by my negativity towards everything. Being alive is just pain and suffering. I've almost stopped feeling emotions at all, I don't feel empathy towards people anymore, only for animals. Now at school i've just started pretending that everything is alright after someone said that I was emo or something like that and now it's just too hard to "be happy".

Todo se siente como una mierda.Soy un hombre de 15 años que es suicida.Le dije a mi madre y a mi padrastro que estaba muy deprimido y se rieron y dijeron que no lo estaba.También le dije a mis amigos y uno de ellos pensó que lo dije como una broma y mis otros dos amigos están demasiado deprimidos para recibir ayuda.He estado deprimido desde que tenía 13 años pero cuando cumplí 15 me sentí suicida.Me siento solo y pienso en cómo debería suicidarme cuando estoy en la escuela o cuando estoy comiendo, etc.Casi nunca duermo más de 2 a 4 horas por noche, lo que me hace muy cansado en la escuela y solo duermo en clase.Realmente no tengo una buena razón para ser suicida, excepto que odio la forma en que todos viven, me despierto, voy a trabajar, me pagan, voy a casa, come, duermo y luego todo empieza de nuevo.También me siento como si fuera una polla hacia todos, ya no me importa nada más, algunas personas se molestan por mi negatividad hacia todo.

WHO BUILT THE CAGES JOE?!?!? and other fun debate quotes Trump: Who built the cages joe!?!?! Trump: In the 8 years he had, he did nothing for immigration, you know what he was doing? BUILDING CAGES TO KEEP CHILDREN IN. Trump: See? he wants to tear down your buildings, and rebuild them with concrete, and little tiny windows. Trump: Wind power. It's giving people cancer, and killing all the birds. Trump: I've done more for the black community than anyone ever, maybe with the exception of Abraham Lincoln possibly. Feel free to add any fun quotes you enjoyed!

¿QUIÉN CONSTRUYE LAS CAZAS JOE?!?!??? y otras citas divertidas del debate Trump: ¿Quién construyó las jaulas joe!?!?!!Trump: En los 8 años que tenía, no hizo nada por la inmigración, ¿sabes lo que estaba haciendo?Construyendo jaulas para mantener a los niños adentro.Trump: ¿Ves? él quiere derribar tus edificios, y reconstruirlos con hormigón, y pequeñas ventanas.Trump: El poder del viento.Está dando cáncer a la gente, y matando a todos los pájaros.Trump: He hecho más por la comunidad negra que nadie, tal vez con la excepción de Abraham Lincoln posiblemente.

Imagine if our age was replace with levels And each day, you gain one XP, in which you need 365 XP to level up. That would be like so cool to think of it like that.

Imagínate si nuestra edad fuera reemplazar con niveles y cada día ganas una XP, en la que necesitas 365 XP para subir de nivel.Eso sería genial pensar en ello de esa manera.

Is it only me or is it very boring to be alive?I have no friends, so every weekend I’m laying in my bed and doing nothing. If I die all this boring stuff goes away. No pain, no suffering, no emotions. Perfection!

¿Es sólo yo o es muy aburrido estar vivo?No tengo amigos, así que cada fin de semana estoy acostado en mi cama y no hago nada.Si muero todo esto aburrido desaparece.Sin dolor, sin sufrimiento, sin emociones.¡Perfección!

sup megathiccc how’s ur day or night filler filler filler filler filler

sup megathicc how's u día o noche relleno relleno relleno relleno relleno

Any ideas for an advertisement/commercial? Hey there fellow teenagers and and those who aren't, I've recently got a project for English to make an ad/commercial during my autumn break. Now, I'm in a tough situation because I'm not the most creative person, and I know that there are many other that are much more creative than me. Thus, I was wondering if any of you creative people out there could help me with ideas that is good for an ad or commercial. Thanks in advance!

¿Alguna idea para un anuncio/comercial?Hola compañeros adolescentes y aquellos que no lo son, recientemente tengo un proyecto para que el inglés haga un anuncio/comercial durante mis vacaciones de otoño.Ahora, estoy en una situación difícil porque no soy la persona más creativa, y sé que hay muchos otros que son mucho más creativos que yo.Por lo tanto, me preguntaba si alguna de ustedes la gente creativa por ahí podría ayudarme con ideas que son buenas para un anuncio o comercial.¡Gracias por adelantado!

i’m gonna do it before the 13th.this isn’t a cry for help. i just want somebody to be able to figure out what happened to me.

Voy a hacerlo antes del 13. Esto no es un grito de ayuda. Sólo quiero que alguien sea capaz de averiguar lo que me pasó.

Im confusedI'm confused with my suicidality because at want one point I feel suicide is inevitable but then it lowers down a little and I seem to be a little fine And small things like Some people on the internet saying the average black persons IQ is 85 and it pisses me off because i know a shit ton of black people with the IQ of 130-150 Another thing Is small stuff like being late to school In the middle of taking the bus to school Its already 8:00 I just think stuff like "God why was I made at all what is my purpose and why can't I die" I dunno just a stupid rant that's all thanks for reading if you got past the third paragraph hah

Estoy confundidoEstoy confundido con mi suicidio porque en el deseo un punto siento que el suicidio es inevitable pero luego se reduce un poco y parece que estoy un poco bien Y pequeñas cosas como algunas personas en Internet diciendo que el promedio de personas negras CI es 85 y me molesta porque conozco una tonelada de mierda de gente negra con el coeficiente intelectual de 130-150 Otra cosa es pequeñas cosas como llegar tarde a la escuelaEn medio de tomar el autobús a la escuela Ya está a las 8:00 Sólo pienso cosas como "Dios por qué fui hecho en todo lo que es mi propósito y por qué no puedo morir" No sé sólo un estúpido desposeído que es todo gracias por leer si has pasado el tercer párrafo hah

The thing happened We had to work with partners today. A girl asked if I wanted to work with her, being the natural charmer I am, I said sure. While we worked on our assignment she laughed at my jokes, and we finished the assignment early. Needless to say, I have advanced in life. Obligatory, "Later Virgins" lol.

La cosa pasó Tuvimos que trabajar con socios hoy.Una chica me preguntó si quería trabajar con ella, siendo el encanto natural que soy, dije seguro.Mientras trabajábamos en nuestra tarea se rió de mis chistes, y terminamos la tarea temprano.Sin necesidad de decir, he avanzado en la vida.Obligación, "Virgenes posteriores" lol.

Even tho I'm happyahhh you beautiful souls.. life sucks. How did I escape years of abuse find love and happiness with family and friends and yet If a car came barreling my way I wouldn't move? I'm *happy* but I still don't want to be alive. I was told "it gets better" and then I grew up and the same people were like "well...it doesn't get better, but at least you're older" Wtf? What? The? Fuck? So I'm just supposed to accept all those years of molestation, accept that because of my abuse I'll never be normal? I'll always have depression, bipolar, anxiety, PTSD, fucking *schizophrenia* because of what happened that was out of my control. I'm gonna be miserable all my life even when I'm happy as can be and I'm supposed to be *grateful?* I go to therapy, I worked on myself, I made all the right possible decisions I could and still do. *Fuck* even my psychiatrist told me "you should recognize how resilient you are. Most people who went through what you went through would come out in a lot darker place, if not dead. Youve done everything *right*" Everyone says this to me who finds out my story, despite my loving personality. WHAT??????? I DONT WANT TO BE RESILIENT I WANT A CHILDHOOD BACK WHERE I WAS LOVED AND NEVER HURT. I've already decided. If I don't have everything I want and everything figured out to a T by the time I'm 25 (I'm 20m), I'm flying to San Francisco and throwing myself off the bridge. Don't try to convince me otherwise.

Incluso yo soy felizahhh ustedes almas hermosas.. la vida apesta.¿Cómo escapé años de abuso encontrar amor y felicidad con la familia y los amigos y sin embargo si un coche vino barriendo mi camino no me movería? soy * feliz * pero todavía no quiero estar vivo. se me dijo "mejora" y luego crecí y la misma gente era como "bueno... ¿no se pone mejor, pero al menos tú eres mayor" ¿Wtf?¿Qué?¿Qué?¿El? se supone que simplemente acepte todos esos años de molestación, acepto que debido a mi abuso nunca seré normal? ¿siempre tendré depresión, bipolar, ansiedad, PTSD, maldito *schizofrenia* debido a lo que sucedió que fue fuera de mi control. voy a ser miserable toda mi vida incluso cuando sea feliz como puede ser y se supone que sea *graciado? ¿A QUÉ?

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I got bored so I made a video https://youtu.be/jQ60uVX1F1k This is my interpretation of another video I saw

Me aburrí, así que hice un vídeo https://youtu.be/jQ60uVX1F1kEsta es mi interpretación de otro vídeo que vi

Abracadabra, hokus pokus I don’t know where I’m going with this

Abracadabra, hokus pokus No sé a dónde voy con esto

I think this is it.I'm sorry, everyone. I have 8l of booze and I'm just gonna keep going. I'm sorry I wasn't good enough.

Creo que esto es todo. Lo siento, todos. Tengo 8l de alcohol y voy a seguir adelante. Siento no haber sido lo suficientemente bueno.

I have GOT to stop this damn rollercoaster, one way or another. Show me how you hold onto reality in times of unbelievable events.I feel as though there is, at this point, no way for me to come to a conclusion about the validity of some of my thoughts and perceptions. Sometimes, I have a hard time hearing people and I'll just hear gibberish with certain words mixed in that give it various malicious intents. This normally only happens when I have been awake for more than 24 hours. Also, while in this state, I watch myself come off as ignorant or excessively socially awkward while my inner thoughts are quite perceptive of the body language and general mood of the situation. Usually, other people are completely confused, unhelpful, or downright mean and mocking. It feels as if some people never left elementary school. I have been very confident in the past so I know what it is like to be accepted and to perform in a way that elicits a positive reaction from friends and strangers. This makes the fluctuation between ability to focus/listen for understanding and distraction/anxiety even more frustrating and unpredictable. Some backstory: Never was socially adept until high school and still had limited success but that was mostly due to my lack of interest in the most popular of culture. I had a small group of friends who also took a long time to warm up to me. I have trusted people less and less as I get older and more experienced with the fact that everyone has lied, can lie, do lie, to cover up something they consider extremely embarrassing or to preserve something they fear losing. The former reason to lie is slightly less annoying than the latter and I automatically assume the person is capable of both great good AND malevolence, a balance everyone sits somewhere on. It is the latter desire to hoard 'precious' objects or people through EXTENSIVE deceit and [Gaslighting]() that has planted the seed of, first, my belief that the exact opposite of what is readily obvious could actually be the REAL truth and, second, the expansion of this to the realization that the webs of proof and science (and CLEARLY religion) are not as perfectly indisputable as most people trust they are. Once this truth is realized it opens the flood gates for endless permutations of possibility, especially using the current theories being worked on trying to define the relationship between thought and matter. I'm sorry if reading this puts you into a similar state but I'm starting to get more and more scared and I really need to know your HONEST opinions about the explanation of so many coincidences that it defies the definition of 'coincidence'. For example, I was driving a car with a girl in the passenger seat and we pull up to a light where a bum holds a sign that reads "I need a Job and clothes". I (clearly incredibly insensitively) joke to the girl by saying, "Hey, yea buddy I need those too..." Immediately after saying this a car pulls up beside us with a sticker that says exactly: "You don't need it". We have a hearty and yet vaguely tense laugh about the 'synchronicity'. These things are happening more and more often and I could list at least 5 more that are unbelievable enough to honestly build a case for an intelligent force affecting reality in some way. I was not raised religious in any way and, in fact, was a staunch skeptic for most of my life as it pertains to mysticism. I am very serious, I NEED to know exactly what you believe and **WHY**. The why, preferably, would consist of personal experiences with no alternate explanation OR that initially seemed to have no reason but was later shown to be natural. PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE help me, and undoubtedly more redditors, to find some way to stop constantly taking this factor into account as it pertains to such mundane daily events such as a sign held by a bum causing a damn existential crisis. Much love for you all, I look forward to your excellent powers of deduction. Yes, I am in a humorous mood, this is not always the case and my emotions can become so acutely anxious that I really don't want to ever feel that specific pain again.

Tengo que detener esta maldita montaña rusa, de una manera u otra.Muéstrame cómo te aferras a la realidad en tiempos de eventos increíbles.Siento que en este punto no hay manera de que llegue a una conclusión sobre la validez de algunos de mis pensamientos y percepciones.A veces, me cuesta escuchar a la gente y sólo escucharé gibberish con ciertas palabras mezcladas en que le dan varias intenciones maliciosas.Esto normalmente sólo sucede cuando he estado despierto durante más de 24 horas.También, mientras en este estado, me veo a mí mismo como ignorante o excesivamente incómodo socialmente mientras mis pensamientos internos son bastante perceptivos del lenguaje corporal y el estado general de ánimo de la situación.Usualmente, otras personas son completamente confusas, poco útiles, o maliciosas y burlonas.Se siente como si algunas personas nunca dejaran la escuela elemental.He estado muy segura en el pasado así que sé lo que es ser aceptado y actuar de una manera que provoca una reacción positiva de amigos y extraños.Esto hace que la fluctuación entre la capacidad de enfocarse/escucharse por la comprensión y la distracción/ansiedad aún más frustrante.

time flies guys I was at wrestling almost 24 hrs ago. I’m not sure what happened and how all that time passed so quickly. I’m headed there again soon. I have a match soon next week. I’m nervous but also pretty excited. We’ll see how this goes. Does time ever fly by for you guys?

El tiempo vuela chicos que estaba en la lucha libre hace casi 24 horas.No estoy seguro de lo que pasó y cómo todo ese tiempo pasó tan rápidamente.Me dirijo allí de nuevo pronto.Tengo un partido pronto la semana que viene.Estoy nervioso, pero también muy emocionado. Vamos a ver cómo va esto.¿Alguna vez el tiempo vuela para ustedes?

I understand why transgender suicide rates are so highI’m never gonna be cis, never gonna be cured of dysphoria. Honestly don’t think I’ll feel better no matter how long I’m on hormones. Will always be ostracized and a target for violence. Therapy can’t even help with this because there’s literally no changing the fact I was born wrong. There’s no point in drawing out the suffering. It never gets better. I’m going to kill myself. Holy shit.

Entiendo por qué las tasas de suicidio transgénero son tan altas que nunca voy a ser cis, nunca voy a ser curada de disforia.Honestamente no creo que me sienta mejor sin importar cuánto tiempo esté tomando hormonas.Siempre será el ostracismo y un objetivo para la violencia.La terapia ni siquiera puede ayudar con esto porque literalmente no hay ningún cambio en el hecho de que nací mal.No tiene sentido sacar el sufrimiento.Nunca mejora.Voy a suicidarme.Santo cielo.

Ever just see trash and have the sudden urge to paint/make something out it it? [https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0j0fD31sv24](https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0j0fD31sv24)

¿Alguna vez has visto la basura y tienes la urgencia repentina de pintarla/hacer algo?[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0j0fD31sv24](https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0j0fD31sv24)

Today me and my girlfriend broke up. It was a mutual decision and we’re still friends. We just didn’t find that our relationship could fit into a bf gf one.

Hoy mi novia y yo rompimos.Fue una decisión mutua y seguimos siendo amigos. Simplemente no encontramos que nuestra relación pudiera encajar en un bf gf uno.

The only thing keeping me alive is the fact that Im scaredIm scared that it will hurt. Im scared of hanging myself because I know thats painful for at lest a little bit before youre gone. Im afraid of jumping in front of a train because what if I dont die right away and suffer until I die- and who knows how long that would take. Im afraid of jumping because im afraid of height in general and again, what if I dont die on impact. I cant shoot myself because I dont have a gun, but even then maybe Ill fuck it up and die from bleeding out or something instead dying the second the bullet hits me. I don't want to live, but I'm just too afraid to die

Lo único que me mantiene con vida es el hecho de que tengo miedoTengo miedo de que me duela.Tengo miedo de colgarme porque sé que eso es doloroso para no poder saltar un poco antes de que te vayas.Tengo miedo de saltar delante de un tren porque qué pasa si no muero de inmediato y sufro hasta que me muera- y quién sabe cuánto tiempo eso tomaría.Tengo miedo de saltar porque tengo miedo de la altura en general y otra vez, y qué pasa si no muero en el impacto.No puedo dispararme a mí mismo porque no tengo un arma, pero incluso entonces tal vez voy a cagar y morir de sangre o algo en lugar de morir en el segundo que la bala me golpea.No quiero vivir, pero tengo demasiado miedo de morir

I could have graduated this week but I ruined all my chances... this is it for me, I'm doing itI've been struggling with depression and social phobia for the last years, and although suicidal thoughts have been recurrent, this is the first time where I feel committed to it. I have to hand in my graduation thesis by this Friday, but I have not been able to type more than 800 words these last months. I am stuck at my parents' house because of the outbreak and they have already told me that if I don't graduate they will not pay for me to return to college next year just to complete my thesis because they do not believe I will be able to. The thought of having to drop out when I only have this one thing left makes me cry every time, as I've always had a lot of pressure regarding academics. Even if I typed constantly for 48 hours I will probably fail anyway, as I have not kept in touch with my tutor due to my social phobia making it almost impossible for me to reach out, even less when it's by email (and this communication is a very big part of our grade). This may sound like a stupid reason for ending it all, but honestly when all your life revolves around academics and you know that you will 100% lose all the opportunities that were waiting for you after graduation the future just seems like a dark void of nothingness. I think that all this time I had just been looking for a good reason to actually kill myself, and right now all I can think about is how big of a failure as a person I am. Even my therapist has been pressuring me to finish my thesis and graduate and then focus on my problems during summer, but I just cannot deal with all this pressure and all the negative thoughts that have been stopping me from being productive this last year. So yeah, I am ashamed but this is it. Hopefully I can make this stop the fastest way possible. Thank you for reading this and sorry for taking up your time. You all deserve the best.

Pude haberme graduado esta semana, pero arruiné todas mis posibilidades...esto es todo para mí, lo estoy haciendoHe estado luchando con depresión y fobia social durante los últimos años, y aunque los pensamientos suicidas han sido recurrentes, esta es la primera vez que me siento comprometido con ello.Tengo que entregar mi tesis de graduación para este viernes, pero no he podido escribir más de 800 palabras estos últimos meses.Estoy atascado en la casa de mis padres debido al brote y ya me han dicho que si no me gradúo no me pagarán para volver a la universidad el próximo año sólo para completar mi tesis porque no creen que pueda hacerlo.La idea de tener que abandonar cuando sólo me queda esta cosa me hace llorar cada vez, ya que siempre he tenido mucha presión con respecto a los académicos.Incluso si tecleaba constantemente durante 48 horas probablemente fracasaría de todos modos, ya que no he mantenido contacto con mi tutor debido a mi fobia social que me hace casi imposible llegar, incluso menos cuando es por correo electrónico (y esta comunicación es una parte muy grande de nuestro grado).

Best ways to ask someone out? So, long story short, theres this one girl I like and we’re hoping to start hanging out in March, since our parents will have been vaccinated by then. I’ve liked her for a bit and would like to try to make a move when we start hanging out again. And that’s where I’m stuck. I’ve heard a lot of different things, and don’t know what to do. So I though where else would be better than here to get advice. Reddit, do your thing!

¿Las mejores maneras de invitar a alguien a salir?Así que, en resumen, hay una chica que me gusta y esperamos empezar a salir en marzo, ya que nuestros padres habrán sido vacunados para entonces.Me ha gustado un poco y me gustaría intentar hacer un movimiento cuando empecemos a salir de nuevo.Y ahí es donde estoy atascado.He oído muchas cosas diferentes, y no sé qué hacer.Así que pensé que sería mejor que aquí para obtener consejos.Reddit, haz lo tuyo!

Life isn’t fair. There is no karma. There is no point in livingWhat’s the point. Bad people win. Good people lose. There is no karma at all. It’s luck, pure luck. I’m not doing this anymore. Bye.

La vida no es justa.No hay karma.No tiene sentido vivirCuál es el punto.La gente mala gana.La gente buena pierde.No hay karma en absoluto.Es suerte, pura suerte.Ya no estoy haciendo esto.Adiós.

I feel numbI'm the person people go to if no one else is available, and I can't blame them. All I do lately is complain about my problems because they keep getting worse and it's gotten to the point where I can't enjoy life anymore. I feel like I'm letting everyone down all the time. I hate what I've become. I used to be witty, clever, and fun, but now I'm just a black hole that absorbs other peoples energy. It feels like I've lost the ability to feel true happiness. I feel like my life ended when my childhood ended. Everything I did after childhood were just failed attempts at feeling good again. Lately, I just lie in bed and stare at the ceiling every night, until a thought comes across that hits a sensitive spot. Then, I have an emotional breakdown and lose control for a moment. I get the urge to physically punish myself. Sometimes, I take a sharp knife and blindly cut around on my leg. Sometimes, I grab a bottle of trichloroethylene and inhale that until I pass out, although it has nearly killed me once in the past. After a while, the emotions pass on, and I go back to feeling empty and doing nothing, until the cycle repeats. I've lost interest in all the things I liked to do. Nothing brings me joy anymore. The only times I still feel good is after a ridiculous amount of caffeine or a joint, but the feeling passes quickly, and then I go back to feeling like shit. I think about suicide at least a couple of times a day, but I can't kill myself cause there are people who actually care about me. I sometimes lose control over my actions though, so I'm scared I might actually try again. I've attempted suicide 7 times throughout my late teens while I was heavily struggling with drugs, but luckily I never succeeded. I haven't had a proper diagnose yet, but I have all the symptoms of bipolar disorder, borderline personality disorder, and avoidant personality disorder. The bipolar symptoms have been present all my life. The others slowly developed over time. I have a first appointment with a psychiatrist this week. I doubt that talking alone will help much though. I'm hoping that medication will help me feel better. I probably should change some things in my life, but I can't do that as long as I feel the way I do now.

Me siento entumecidoSoy la persona a la que la gente va si no hay nadie más disponible, y no puedo culparlos.Últimamente todo lo que hago es quejarme de mis problemas porque siguen empeorando y ha llegado al punto en el que ya no puedo disfrutar de la vida.Siento que estoy decepcionando a todos todo el mundo todo el tiempo.Odio lo que me he convertido.Solía ser ingenioso, inteligente y divertido, pero ahora solo soy un agujero negro que absorbe energía de otras personas.Se siente como si hubiera perdido la capacidad de sentir verdadera felicidad.Siento que mi vida terminó cuando mi infancia terminó.Todo lo que hice después de la infancia fue un intento fallido de sentirme bien otra vez.A veces, me acuesto en la cama y miro fijamente el techo todas las noches, hasta que llega un pensamiento que llega a un punto sensible.Luego, tengo un colapso emocional y pierdo el control por un momento.Tengo la necesidad de castigarme físicamente.A veces, tomo un cuchillo afilado y cegado en mi pierna.A veces, tomo una botella de tricloroetileno y enhalo hasta que, aunque casi me ha matado en el pasado, y me he sentido perdido.

I turned 15 today 6th January, 2021 Here, have some cake 🍰🍰

Cumplí 15 hoy 6 de enero de 2021 Aquí, tener un poco de pastel

I'll answer whatever I'm bored https://imgur.com/a/GhpJE1v Dm if you want I'm 17m

Voy a responder lo que sea que estoy aburrido https://imgur.com/a/GhpJE1v Dm si quieres Estoy 17m

I don't know why I'm even writing thisI don't even know where to start... I guess, I feel guilty for even writing this. I keep telling myself I don't feel that bad, I should get over myself, I have friends who feel worse than I do... And then it all just escalates and keeps on escalating until I tell myself I deserve to die... I don't want to die, I'm terrified of death, but at the same time I also feel so indifferent. Whenever I think of death I feel terrified and then I feel bad because I should want to die. It's gotten to the point where I have thoughts of just ending it. My brothers both have really busy schedules, to the point where I'm left alone by myself all the time. I've decided exactly how I would do it, and where. I just haven't ever decided when. I want to live so bad... But I'm scared I guess... I don't feel alive. I don't even know what I want. For a long time I've told myself I'm not depressed, I'm just making myself think I am, but then I wrote my mom a note about wanting to see a therapist for another problem I have and it all came flowing out I realized how badly I need help, but I don't have the courage to actually make anything happen.

No sé por qué estoy escribiendo esto, ni siquiera sé por dónde empezar... Supongo, me siento culpable por siquiera escribir esto.Sigo diciéndome a mí mismo que no me siento tan mal, debo superarme a mí mismo, tengo amigos que se sienten peor que yo...Y luego todo se intensifica y sigue aumentando hasta que me digo a mí mismo que merezco morir...No quiero morir, estoy aterrorizado de la muerte, pero al mismo tiempo también me siento tan indiferente.Cuando pienso en la muerte me siento aterrorizado y luego me siento mal porque debería querer morir.Se ha llegado al punto en el que tengo pensamientos de acabar con ella.Mis hermanos tienen horarios muy ocupados, al punto en el que me siento solo todo el tiempo.He decidido exactamente cómo lo haría, y dónde nunca he decidido cuándo.Quiero vivir tan mal...Pero tengo miedo de que no me sienta vivo.He decidido exactamente cómo lo haría, y dónde nunca he decidido.

Being in strict lockdown for 6 months and having no friends is not good I don't even have my long-time Xbox friend to talk to much anymore because he's in college now

Estar en un encierro estricto durante 6 meses y no tener amigos no es bueno. Ni siquiera tengo a mi viejo amigo Xbox con quien hablar mucho más porque ahora está en la universidad.

What to sayI went to take my own life last night. Didn’t leave a note, didn’t message anyone. Just was alone with my own thoughts and took a bunch of tablets and sh. I just fell asleep but woke up again. Now I just want to jump into a lake, I can’t swim so that’s not an issue. I just can’t cope anymore. I don’t feel like I can reach out to anyone anymore either.

Qué decirFui a tomar mi propia vida anoche.No dejé una nota, no mandé un mensaje a nadie.Sólo estaba solo con mis propios pensamientos y tomé un montón de tabletas y sh.Me quedé dormido pero desperté de nuevo.Ahora sólo quiero saltar a un lago, no puedo nadar así que no es un problema.Simplemente no puedo soportarlo más.No siento que pueda contactar con nadie más tampoco.

The wildest shit happened at school today So because of this whole Coronavirus and that we learnt that a Year 7 caught Covid and apparantly 50 other Year 7s needed to be sent home. We learnt this during lunch, so people were kind of nervous. Then the teachers started calling out names of the people in OUR year who had been in contact, and they got asked to go home. Now everybody's running around the lunch hall, screaming "AAH THERE'S FUCKING COVID IN THIS HALL", even after the teacher told everybody to calm down and sit down. There were kids screaming "WE'RE ALL GONNA DIE", "WHAT IF I HAVE IT" and an array of swear words that will get me banned from this subreddit. TL;DR: Year 7 caught Covid, lunch hall was in panic, Jesus it was a day.

La mierda más salvaje pasó en la escuela hoy.Así que debido a todo este Coronavirus y que nos enteramos de que un año 7 cogimos a Covid y aparentemente otros 50 años 7 necesitaban ser enviados a casa.Aprendíamos esto durante el almuerzo, así que la gente estaba un poco nerviosa.Luego los maestros comenzaron a decir nombres de las personas en NUESTRO año que habían estado en contacto, y se les pidió que se fueran a casa.Ahora todo el mundo correteando por el comedor, gritando "AAH HAY COVID FUCKING EN ESTE HALL", incluso después de que el maestro les dijo a todos que se calmaran y se sentaran.Había niños gritando "TODOS NOS VAMOS A MORRAR", "QUÉ SI LO TENGO" y una serie de palabrotas que me van a prohibir de este subredit.TL;DR:El año 7 cogimos a Covid, el almuerzo estaba en pánico, Jesús fue un día.

I need to know from you guys You ever just be walking then all of a sudden "leg.exe has stopped working"

Necesito saber de ustedes que alguna vez están caminando entonces de repente "leg.exe ha dejado de funcionar"

Dear reddit, after taking a look at my life I realized that I have no-one to talk to.and that I was instead the one others come to for solace and comfort so now that I need that, there are none who are willing to offer it. I have nobody, not even the person who shares mutual love with me wishes to spend some time with me and at least hear me out now because of my mood. Speaking of moods, I'm in a fairly dangerous one. Not for others, mind you, I don't believe in harming other people for no good reason. My mood is hazardous to my own health. Most days I'm suicidal anyway but most days I have some level of hesitation or disinterest in death and serious issues with pain. Today I find myself quite lacking in caution, self-preservation instinct, and the ability to care whether or not I live or die. On top of all this I have work in about 1 1/2 hours and I'm not even sure I can make it all the way there without dying spectacularly. EDIT: Oh right, lest we forget, the biggest reason I can't talk to anyone is because they're all as messed up as I am and adding to their worries will only cause more of a headache for me and is exactly the same as adding to my own problems, especially if I decide to stick around. It's a crappy loop that screws me over time.

Querido reddit, después de echar un vistazo a mi vida me di cuenta de que no tengo a nadie con quien hablar.y que en lugar de eso era a quien los demás vienen para consuelo y consuelo, así que ahora que lo necesito, no hay nadie que esté dispuesto a ofrecerlo.No tengo a nadie, ni siquiera la persona que comparte amor mutuo conmigo desea pasar algún tiempo conmigo y al menos escucharme ahora debido a mi estado de ánimo.Hablando de estados de ánimo, estoy en un estado de ánimo bastante peligroso.No para otros, te lo digo, no creo en dañar a otras personas por ninguna razón buena.Mi estado de ánimo es peligroso para mi propia salud.La mayoría de los días soy suicida de todos modos, pero la mayoría de los días tengo algún nivel de duda o desinterés en la muerte y problemas graves con el dolor.Hoy me encuentro bastante carente de precaución, instinto de autopreservación, y la capacidad de cuidar si vivo o no vivo o muero.Además de todo esto tengo trabajo en unas 1 y media horas y ni siquiera estoy seguro de poder hacerlo todo el camino allí sin morir espectacularmente.EDIT:

How do you convince yourself to not end it?Ive been living with depression for about 8 years now. Since I was 14. I've been suicidal off and on but these last few weeks have just been really hard, and I've just been thinking about how many people live to be grandparents while being depressed the whole time. So my question to you is, what mindset do you have to put yourself in to make the bad thoughts go away, or what's your reason for staying?

¿Cómo te convences a ti mismo de no terminarlo?He estado viviendo con depresión durante unos 8 años.Desde que tenía 14 años, he sido suicida de vez en cuando, pero estas últimas semanas han sido muy duras, y he estado pensando en cuántas personas viven para ser abuelos mientras que están deprimidos todo el tiempo.Así que mi pregunta es, ¿qué mentalidad tienes que poner para hacer que los malos pensamientos desaparezcan, o cuál es tu razón para quedarte?

I want to end thisI just turned 21 and things are getting even worse. Now I've got to a point I cannot even look at others face directly when I'm in public. Ashamed of how I look and how I walk and even how my arms move every single fucking time. No friends, no hopes and dreams, no talents, why am I keep living? People I thought I was friends with, turned out to be fake and literally no one contacts me first and even I do first, they always ignore me. I was raised by pretty averaged parents, no traumatic events or something but I'm here, having social anxiety, BDD and depression who literally can do nothing but cooped up in home all day long and constantly thinking about how horrible human being I am. I have literally zero self-esteem that if someone said something mean to me I don't even get pissed because I know how horrible creature I am more than anybody else. At this point, death seems the only way to get out of here.

Quiero terminar estoAcabo de cumplir 21 años y las cosas se están poniendo aún peor.Ahora tengo un punto que ni siquiera puedo mirar a los demás cara directamente cuando estoy en público.Avergonzada de cómo me veo y cómo camino e incluso cómo mis brazos se mueven cada puto tiempo.Sin amigos, sin esperanzas y sueños, sin talentos, ¿por qué sigo viviendo?La gente con la que pensaba que era amigo, resultó ser falsa y literalmente nadie se pone en contacto conmigo primero e incluso yo primero, siempre me ignoran.Fui criado por padres bastante promedio, sin eventos traumáticos o algo así pero estoy aquí, teniendo ansiedad social, BDD y depresión que literalmente no pueden hacer nada más que cooped en casa todo el día y constantemente pensando en lo horrible que soy ser humano.Tengo literalmente cero autoestima que si alguien dijo algo significa para mí ni siquiera me enfado porque sé lo horrible criatura que soy más que cualquier otra persona.

To whoever is thinking about suicide and sees this.Even if it feels you are alone, that no one understands you, that you are so worthless to the point that the world is better off without you. Just stop. And think clearly about what you are doing. There are many people that would be sad to see you go like that. Even if you don't know that. One of your family or friends, pets, some complet stranger that you accidentally smiled to and helped them relive their stress, or even one of your fellow redditors that are kind enough to care about you. I know i do. Even though i never knew you. Knowing that a human died when i could have stopped that with a few words of encouragement would surely bring me over my breaking point. Well, just make sure to think about everyone that would love to help you before you do anything you might not live to regret. Please.

A quien esté pensando en suicidarse y vea esto.Incluso si siente que estás solo, que nadie te entiende, que eres tan inútil hasta el punto de que el mundo está mejor sin ti.Solo detente.Y piensa claramente en lo que estás haciendo.Hay muchas personas que estarían tristes al verte ir así.Incluso si no lo sabes.Uno de tu familia o amigos, mascotas, algún extraño completo al que accidentalmente le sonreíste y les ayudaste a revivir su estrés, o incluso uno de tus compañeros redditores que son lo suficientemente amables de cuidarte.Sé que lo sé.Aunque nunca te conocí.Saber que un humano murió cuando podría haber parado eso con unas pocas palabras de aliento seguramente me llevaría sobre mi punto de ruptura.Bueno, asegúrate de pensar en todos los que aman ayudarte antes de que hagas algo que no puedas vivir para arrepentirte.Por favor.

How do I play music in discord vcs? It's not my server and I want to know how to do it

¿Cómo toco música en discordancia vcs?No es mi servidor y quiero saber cómo hacerlo.

I'm not in a 'dark place'. I'm in a moment of clarity.I'm not mentally ill. This world is hopelessly backwards. I'm suicidal because I'm trying to be sane in an insane situation. I'm trying to love hateful people. I'm trying to find joy in sorrow. I'm trying to make unhappy people happy. I care too much about what naturally negative people think of me. Suicide is the most rational response I can think of to this life.

No estoy en un "lugar oscuro".Estoy en un momento de claridad.No estoy mentalmente enfermo.Este mundo está irremediablemente al revés.Soy suicida porque estoy tratando de estar cuerdo en una situación de locura.Estoy tratando de amar a la gente odiosa.Estoy tratando de encontrar alegría en el dolor.Estoy tratando de hacer feliz a la gente infeliz.Me importa demasiado lo que la gente naturalmente negativo piensa de mí.El suicidio es la respuesta más racional que puedo pensar en esta vida.

Questions google couldn't answer part 1: Are gorillas bipedal?

Preguntas que Google no podría responder parte 1: ¿Son los gorilas bípedos?

Star Wars answer Shut up and just watch the movies and stop worrying about it

Respuesta de Star Wars Cállate y mira las películas y deja de preocuparte por ello.

Need help...I'm really close to another attempt. I'm all alone and I don't really have (more like, don't want to) talk to anyone I know.

Necesito ayuda...Estoy muy cerca de otro intento.Estoy solo y realmente no tengo (más bien, no quiero) hablar con nadie que conozca.

I just attempted and he doesn’t careI told my boyfriend I was going to hang myself, he said he couldn’t live with it I said I don’t think anyone can stop me, I said goodbye and he said goodbye, didn’t try to stop me at all I guess part of me was hoping he’d convince me to stop, I cried then went over to the noose tried to hang myself but couldn’t do it, almost had a panic attack. Nobody ever cares, or ever will. I knew the relationship was to good to be true.

Sólo lo intenté y a él no le importa le dije a mi novio que iba a colgarme, él dijo que no podía vivir con ello.Dije que no creo que nadie pueda detenerme, me dije adiós y él dijo adiós, no trató de detenerme en absoluto.Supongo que parte de mí esperaba que me convenciera de parar, lloré y luego fui a la horca trató de colgarme pero no pude hacerlo, casi tuvo un ataque de pánico.A nadie le importa, o nunca lo hará.Sabía que la relación era buena para ser verdad.

Hey, Lar...[home](http://i.imgur.com/8nD5j.jpg) Your arms were the only ones in which I was truly loved and safe. Yeah, I get it: your own parent not wanting you. After you died, Mom made it really clear I was a nuisance. She left me with pedophiles, more than one, with me literally begging and screaming for her not to walk out that door while they sat there awaiting the pleasure they'd take with me the second she left. Even if she was in the next room, or taking a quick shower, I was the fuckdolly. Did you know that one of them was at me for years? Yeah, he'd kill my pets to keep me quiet. Another one of her boyfriends. Had my childhood dog, EB, for years...he drowned her in the bathtub. He killed several. Told me Mom would hate me if she ever found out that I had turned him on so much that he had to fuck me until he was "completely satisfied". Yeah, she managed to throw this in my face when she found out - jealousy over maternal instinct. She's a fucking abusive cunt. This was along with all the violent beatings he laid on mom and me, not to mention that he kept us indoors and isolated for years...aside from the times he was in and out of prison. Know how all this came out? He knocked me up at the ripe old age of 13. I had to have an abortion. He was going to be charged with several things, not just for the sexual part, but unlawful confinement, too. Did you know that Mom always treated me like a nuisance, even before the pedos...telling me that she wished I'd never been born, screaming, "Are you fucking retarded?!" if I did something kids normally do, such as accidently tipping my juice over at breakfast or took too long doing dishes. Enter her violent blowups, slaps, punches, being dragged around by my hair while she screamed visciously. Bitch loved to slam her fist between my shoulder blades when I didn't even see it coming. I lived in constant fear in childhood. I acted out...not knowing how to relate to others, alienating my peers at school. No friends...the girl everyone scorned. There was no comfort when I was told "No one likes you!" with such vehemence that it still burns in my memory to this day. You have no idea how this has isolated me...fuck people. Not going anywhere near them. Isolation is my greatest defence. When you have it drilled in your head that you're unwanted, it sticks so deeply. It burns into the deepest trenches of your being. Mom dragged to that fucking tiny hellhole she's from. Think that went well? You know the one...where they're tighter than thieves. I was so beaten down and shy, of course they took it as me thinking I was better than them. I couldn't even look anyone in the eye, I was so shy. The curled their upper lip when I'd pass by. I did nothing to deserve this. I never hurt any of them, I'd only wanted to be accepted. It didn't help that her next "husband" tried to convince me I'm crazy because I only knew to isolate and couldn't talk to anyone. I love my mom, no matter what she did, and I'd call him on his obnoxious behaviour towards her and it made us enemies. I hated him deeply as he was a bully, and knew she'd do anything in her codepent, clingy way to keep him. He'd told me ways of disposing of bodies and not get caught...told me he would have killed my mother once if I hadn't walked in the room. He'd sliced up the mother of his son to the point that he'd had served time in a criminal psch ward, and arrogantly defended his actions, going on about how she deserved it and how much he hated her. Whenever he didn't like someone, his first comment was that "there was something wrong with them in the head". Holy fuck...pot calling the kettle black or what, eh?There's can't really be anything truly wrong with me...I was just kicked around too much, wasn't I? Please tell me I'm not crazy...it's eaten away at me for years. I know rationally I'm not crazy, but this fucking neurotic bullshit eats at me. I was truly happy when he died...he was evil. I'd rather have O'brien and the other pedophiles than him. Fuck, everyone thought he was so "nice"...good old "uncle rick". Piece of motherfucking shit...even his corpse is a waste of space. Did you know that mom got a lot of money from criminal injuries when you died? She was supposed to save it for me, but spent it on herself, a house and her boyfriends. I was lucky to fucking eat, or get rags from fucking thrift stores for clothes. She still gets cheques each month while your grandkids sit in poverty. I took out student loans trying to make something of my self and the debt of it is fucking crushing. I nearly finished my degree, but trying to make it on my own with the kids too soon after birth nearly killed me. Postpartum depression and the stress of it all, I've tried to be strong. The kids dad left even before your grandaughter was born. I gave birth to her, going to university full time and still made the first year winning a scholarship. I struggled against depression best I could, but I dropped out three times over the years, each time summoning stubborn strength to meet the goal of graduating. Three strikes, I was out. No more access to means to finish. No jobs to cover tuition, loans wiped their hands of me, understandably. My own stubborn will to try and complete blew up in my face. Left with lots of theory and all the pretentious academic terms to describe them, but not one practical skill from it all. Nonetheless, you grandkids - You'd be so fucking proud of those two...hearts of gold and that sparking humour and brains we got from you, certainly not her. I know you'd have spoiled us...Mom told us that you really, really loved me more than anything you'd ever in your life. I know that if you were as ga ga over me as you were, you'd be twice as much over them. Nonetheless, we struggle...I've been so isolated for most of my life. O'brien, Mom, that hellhole she dragged me to, settling for the prick of a biological father and more isolation trying to raise the babies in a two bedroom apartment for years, not a soul to turn to. Not a way to reach out as the isloation eroded any sort of chance to build the means to reach out, connect and bond with anyone. We're stuck in poverty...there's no fucking jobs in this fucking dead end town, and even if there were, I freeze, paralyzed when I try to interact. They won...I get it: I'm stupid, I'm crazy, and I'm unwelcome. I am not allowed to be, life if for "other people". From what Mom tells me, you would have have stood before stampedes to protect me...I was the apple of your eye, you loved me because I was the only thing you ever loved or were loved by. Fuck, all this shit is just the tip of the iceberg. I spoke to your little sister, without telling her my intentions, and she'd be happy to take the kids in case anything happened to me. They're better off without me, I'm so fucking stressed out and scared all the time...snarling and isolating from them and everyone else in the world. They'd be better off with her. They're the only things I love in this world, but I'm no good for them. Daddy, please...I'm so fucking scared...I'm so fucking shoved away. I tried, I really truly did. I've tried to get education and make things better...I've tried to be the best person I can, but nothing helps. Please...take me back to you. Just hold me in your arms, make it all go away. I've given it my best shot, but over three decades of this shit truly has me worn down. I can't go on like this. I need to be back in your arms where we loved each other and we were home. At the time I could afford it, I had a gravestone made for you as I'd spent years looking for your grave and no one told me that you were so uncared for that no one had bothered. Your own father...my mother. Both had the means to do so, but hey, it was all about them, you know? I just had your name tattoed on me to honour you, proudly carrying you with me forever, so you know that yes, someone loved you sincerely. I can't do this anymore, however. I've struggled and tried to do my best. I just want to be back with you. No one wants me here, I'm not allowed to live and shouldn't be. I'm not welcome, I'm unwanted...got it. Loud and clear. PLEASE Just take me back home to you, Daddy,I've tried so hard - just take me back - I don't want to be here. PLEASE, I fucking beg you...

Hey, Lar...[home](http://i.imgur.com/8nD5j.jpg) Tus brazos eran los únicos en los que yo era realmente amado y seguro.Sí, lo entiendo: tu propio padre no te quería.Después de morir, mamá dejó claro que era una molestia.Ella me dejó con pedófilos, más de uno, conmigo literalmente rogando y gritando para que no saliera por esa puerta mientras ellos se sentaban allí esperando el placer que me llevarían el segundo que se fuera.Incluso si ella estaba en la habitación de al lado, o tomando una ducha rápida, yo era la jodida.¿Sabías que uno de ellos estaba conmigo durante años?Sí, él mataría a mis mascotas para mantenerme callada.Otro de sus novios.Tenía mi perro de la infancia, EB, durante años... él la ahogó en la bañera.Él mató a varios.Él me dijo que mamá me odiaría si alguna vez se enterara de que lo había convertido en algo que él tenía que follarme hasta que él estaba "completamente satisfecho".

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What is white on top and black on the bottom? That would be the scenery outside my window in winter

¿Qué es blanco en la parte superior y negro en la parte inferior?Ese sería el paisaje fuera de mi ventana en invierno

The galactic empire did nothing wrong 😎 They even reduced the crime rate on alderaan to 0

El imperio galáctico no hizo nada malo Incluso redujeron la tasa de crimen en Alderaan a 0

Need some pm supportHello, Very suicidal woman of color here. Called five hotlines. All were unhelpful. Can any male provide pm support? Mom yelled at me. Thanks.

Hola, mujer muy suicida de color aquí.Llamaron a cinco líneas directas.Todos fueron inútiles.¿Puede algún hombre proporcionar apoyo de pm?Mamá me gritó.Gracias.

Trigger warning! Sexual assault/ harassmentI was raped at a young age, then now years later you my sister, my literal biological sister are accusing me of sexual assault. Fine, you win. I’m a horrible sibling, but not for that reason. I was an awful sibling because I lied and you lost trust in me. I have been disassociating, not staring at your breasts. But fine. You hate me so much? You wish me gone? Fine. Goodbye, you fucking stuck up brat.

¡Advertencia de desencadenante!Agresión sexual/acosoFui violada a una edad temprana, entonces ahora años más tarde tú mi hermana, mi hermana biológica literal me están acusando de agresión sexual.Bien, tú ganas.Soy un hermano horrible, pero no por esa razón.Yo era un hermano horrible porque mentí y perdiste la confianza en mí.He estado desasociando, no mirando a tus pechos.Pero bien.Me odias tanto?Me deseas ir?Bien.Adiós, maldito mocoso.

Advice needed Hey fellow redditors🤗 of reddit😫oh wait i forgot emojis are like so un wholesome keanu chungus my bad guys but anyways theres this girl and um she looked at me and um i really um like her and um i think her simply looking at me was um a sign from the gods oh wait i forgot on wholesome reddit we’re all atheists my bad redditors of reddit, so um back on track i think my crush looking at me was her saying that she wants to um fuck so what do you redditors of reddit think about this predicament?

Consejo necesario Hey compañeros redditors de redditoh espera me olvidé de emojis son como un sano keanu chungus mis malos chicos pero de todos modos Theres esta chica y um ella miró a meand um yo realmente um como ella y um creo que ella simplemente mirarme era um una señal de los diosesoh espera me olvidé de sano reddit somos todos ateos mis malos redditors de reddit, así que um en tracki creo que mi amor mirando a mí era ella diciendo que quiere um mierda así que ¿qué piensan los redditors de reddit sobre este problema?

Today was badI really don’t want to get into it. There have been a few close calls. I’ve held a gun to my head and a rope around my neck but i’ve always failed to follow through. My coworker and I did everything right today. But we still get reamed out by the boss. I don’t know why i’m so angry. I thought I would be able to calm myself like I always do after a rough day at work, But today just keep getting angrier as the day goes on. I’m enraged but i don’t know why. I know I’m not going to kill myself. I know i’m not. I feel like a fraud posting here, like. There are other people that need to vent, I don’t even know if i’m going to hit the post button. Other people that need to be talked down from the ledge. I joke a lot about how I might kill myself. Nobody ever takes me seriously. I make sure of that. I do know that joking about suicide can be a sign that someone needs help. I can’t afford professional help though. I always ask people that joke about suicide if they need to talk. Nobody has ever taken me up on my offer but I do hope that they would come to me if they needed to. My biggest fear is that some day I might kill myself on accident. When I have that gun to my head I may be so enraged that I just pull the trigger and then nothing. I don’t want my parents to find me. I really don’t want to die. I don’t. And I think I have my emotions under enough control to not do anything stupid, I thought at least. I am not going to kill myself. I just need some room to breathe I think I just can’t stop crying

Hoy en día era malo, pero siempre he fallado en seguir adelante.Mi compañero de trabajo y yo hicimos todo lo correcto hoy.Pero todavía nos enfurece el jefe.No sé por qué estoy tan enojado.Pensé que sería capaz de calmarme como siempre lo hago después de un duro día en el trabajo, pero hoy sólo sigue teniendo más rabia a medida que pasa el día.Estoy enojado pero no sé por qué.Sé que no me voy a matar a mí mismo.Sé que no lo estoy.Me siento como un fraude que se publica aquí, como.Hay otras personas que necesitan ventilar, ni siquiera sé si voy a golpear el botón de correo.Otras personas que necesitan ser hablados desde la lengüeta.Yo bromeo mucho sobre cómo podría matarme a mí mismo, como.Hay otras personas que nunca me toman en serio.Yo ni siquiera sé si voy a golpear el botón de correo.Otras personas que necesitan ser habladas desde la lengüeta.Yo no puedo hacer bromas sobre cómo me matan a mí mismo.

I hate my health...I'm 20 years old, male, and I've got problems. I grew up in an abusive family, and I'm still living here. I'm about to postpone college so I can move out, but those are little things. My health has been failing for the past several years. I've developed a shit ton of food allergies... I can barely eat anything, and with what little I can, it's impossible to get all the vitamins needed for my body to function correctly... and that leads to even more problems, and it's alot more than you might think at first... The list of things I can eat is literally shorter than the list of things I can't. Even trace amounts of food that I can't have will trigger a response. If someone drinks out of something, then kisses me, I'm screwed for about 2 months. At first, I'll be in pain. The other symptoms are almost like having the flu, and then I'll be extremely tired. Sometimes I'll pass out one day, and wake up two days later. I'll be very tired like this for about a week to a month. The pain will last a day, sometimes more, but it's the more visible effects that get to me the most. The skin on my face will explode into pimples and my entire face will be covered with a red rash. This is the part that lasts for about 2 months... I've been to 4 different allergy doctors, a dietitian, and a dermatologist, and none of them could help me. The longer I avoid the foods, the worse the responses seem to be... and they're almost inevitable. If a dish isn't washed well enough, I'll react to it. If a knife was placed on a counter, I'll react to whatever it's used to cut. Lots of fruits are covered in a corn based wax, which I react to, and even companies that I'm used to buying canned tomatoes or anything as basic as that will switch their ingredients before they switch the label, then there goes 2 months of my life. If I react to something 1 out of every 100 days, then 60% of the time, I'll have to deal with these symptoms. On top of that, I'm also diabetic. It doesn't end there either. If I get sick, it usually lasts about 5x-10x longer for me than for other people because my immune system is focused on tracking down pollen and food particles; so it doesn't invest anywhere near as much resources to fight bacteria and disease as a normal person's would. I'd give more information, but I'm already pretty identifiable as it is. Lately, I've been really losing touch with reality... my problems are so unrealistic, I question them myself sometimes, but they've consistently proven themselves to be real.... I've held a gun to my head 3 times since december, but I've been too pussy to pull the trigger... I heard of a cure that might work, but it's illegal in the U.S. and costs over $3k, and my parents refused to fund it, even though they buy and rent out houses for a living... she rubbed it in my face too.... I'm really not sure my sanity will last long enough to get there myself. I just feel completely fucked and betrayed by my own genetics. I've read plenty of books about my problem, and I've done alot of research determined to cure myself, but again, my sanity won't last me that long... sorry for the wall of txt.

Odio mi salud...Tengo 20 años, soy hombre, y tengo problemas.Crecí en una familia abusiva, y sigo viviendo aquí.Estoy a punto de posponer la universidad para poder mudarme, pero esas son pequeñas cosas.Mi salud ha estado fallando durante los últimos años.He desarrollado una tonelada de mierda de alergias alimentarias...Apenas puedo comer nada, y con lo poco que puedo, es imposible conseguir todas las vitaminas necesarias para que mi cuerpo funcione correctamente... y eso conduce a más problemas, y es mucho más de lo que podrías pensar al principio...La lista de cosas que puedo comer es literalmente más corta que la lista de cosas que no puedo.Incluso las cantidades de trazas de comida que no puedo tener desencadenarán una respuesta.Si alguien bebe algo, entonces me besa, me atornillan durante unos dos meses.Al principio, estaré en dolor.Los otros síntomas son casi como tener la gripe, y luego estaré muy cansado.Apenas me pasaré un día, y me despertaré dos días más tarde.Estaré en la cara más visible, pero la mayoría de los efectos de la gripe se pondrán más en la piel.

I just sliced my finger and my mom is denying me band aids She hid the fuckin bandaids and forgot where she put them so I am now slowly bleedin out and she told me to use a fuckin paper towel. Wtf

Acabo de cortarme el dedo y mi mamá me está negando los audífonos de la banda Ella escondió las malditas curitas y olvidó dónde las puso, así que ahora estoy sangrando lentamente y me dijo que usara una maldita toalla de papel.Wtf

I’m never enough.I think I’m gonna try again. I can’t do this anymore. I’m inadequate. In school I was the weird kid no one wanted to fw. I ate lunch in the girls bathroom the majority of 8th grade. In high school I attempted suicide multiple times, one of the attempts landing me in a coma for 3 days. But I’ve been to the psych ward countless times. I’ve been to dbt therapy, cbt, and I’ve tried so hard to get better but I can’t. It ain’t my life because I have a pretty decent life. I live in the US, am a sophomore in college, and despite my families money issues, my parents have parented me to the best of their abilities. It’s just me. I am never enough as I am. I don’t fit in with people, and no one will ever love me enough to marry me. I’m pretty, but my personality sucks so much I don’t see why anyone would ever want me. And even if there was a possibility I’m done with hope. Whenever I have hope, I get hurt in the end because I expected too much. Sorry I just needed to talk to someone since I can’t talk to nobody I know in person about this.

Nunca soy suficiente.Creo que voy a intentarlo de nuevo.No puedo hacer esto más.Soy inadecuado.En la escuela era el chico raro que nadie quería fw.He comido en el cuarto de baño de las niñas la mayoría de 8o grado.En la escuela secundaria intenté suicidarme varias veces, uno de los intentos de ponerme en coma durante 3 días.Pero he estado en la sala de psiquiatría innumerables veces.He estado en terapia de dbt, cbt, y he intentado tan duro para conseguir mejor pero no puedo.No es mi vida porque tengo una vida bastante decente.Vivo en los EE.UU., soy un estudiante de segundo año en la universidad, y a pesar de mis familias problemas de dinero, mis padres me han cuidado con lo mejor de sus habilidades.Es sólo yo.Nunca soy suficiente como soy.Yo no encajo con la gente, y nadie me amará lo suficiente como para casarme conmigo.Soy bastante, pero mi personalidad apesta tanto que no veo por qué alguien me quiere.Nunca soy suficiente como yo.

Canned ham discord Discord for dark humor and talking most of us are 14-16 others are welcome we joke about everything and mostly have fun DM me if interested

Discordancia de jamón enlatado Discord para el humor oscuro y hablar la mayoría de nosotros son 14-16 otros son bienvenidos bromeamos sobre todo y sobre todo divertirse DM me si está interesado