Post a random negative fact/belief about yourself/your life.

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You are all fantastic ^ . I dont like thinking of all of you thinking badly of yourselves.

And as for me, I just spilt bright red chilli sauce on the carpet. I need to slow down when I do things, I would probably break less stuff.

I would like to post in this thread.

I like this thread.

However, I feel I would enjoy it to much and post something about myself that would get me banned from this board -and I don't want that.

My unborn son is a Celexa baby, a Prozac baby, a Haldol and Zyprexa and Geodon and Abilify baby, and will probably be a epidural, episiotomy and forceps baby since I can't take pain. At least he won't be a formula baby, even though we may give him the odd bottle of formula. An autism baby? For sure, but that's good. A depression baby? I hope he doesn't get THAT from me and Jack. Anxiety? Probably either that or depression.

Seeing other people with really happy lives makes me angry. I speak before I think. I have a hard time keeping friends. I always feel like I'm getting on everyone's nerves. I hate the way I look. I often feel stupid. I cry for no reason, and laugh at inappropriate times. I feel like I've disappointed my family. I have a hard time keeping friends. I'm either too boring or too weird.

I seem to get so obsessed with something to the point of madness so easily And I overthink and worry so much for the stupidest of reasons, which end up making me worried and upset about my worries *slaps head for being so silly*

I always think that people are going to think the very worst of me the instant they meet me. No matter what I do, I just can't shake that feeling.
Also, I keep thinking that someone has put up a hate site about me, but I'm too scared to google my name and find it.
I feel a lot of guilt over things that aren't really that imporant (i.e. having strange thoughts, having junk food when I know I souldn't ect.)

I feel like I deserve to live alone in a tiny room where I am not beholden to anyone...

I'm a total pushover. I'm afraid of looking stupid, dying, and talking to people and making friends.

I can't hold a conversation about anything at length. I can't initiate conversation with people. I am easy to anger when things go awry.

I can never enjoy the small things in life, the things right in front of my face, the people who deserve my love and respect, the now. I'm blind to today. All I see is yesterday and tomorrow, blurred together, indistinguishable, always tearing at my mind. I'm only happy when I'm lost in song, but even as I sing I know that when the music dies I too will die again.

I dwell too much on being lonely. I may not be lonely forever but when I dwell on it, I get depressed. And when I get depressed, I feel anger, which is what I'm feeling now. I want to go Tony Montana on something right now, just to give you an idea.

I don't want to hurt anyone or anything like that but I do want to destroy something or find some other way to get this out of my system. Actually, while typing this, I became more sad than angry.

Quite sure I’m clinically depressed now.

I’m fat and have a hunched back/shoulders. My back hurts when I stand for too long and it annoys me something awful.

I have a horrible temper. I repress it in public but often go crazy in private, sometimes taking it out on friends and family members in the past.

I live completely alone with zero close friends right now.

I think I’m a misanthrope. People often get on my nerves, especially loud stupid gregarious people. Maybe it’s just an excuse not to try and connect with anyone. Then again, I always find conversations boring. Nobody ever talks about anything that interests me so I’m pretty much stuck having conversations inside my head. That is until there’s nothing left to think about, then I get desperately depressed.