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Agreed.

I am so sick of listening to my parents fight all the time!! ! The need to get a shrink and get over themselves and work it out, or get divorced. All of this fighting is making us all miserable.

I don't like separation anxiety.

One of the staff members at my school needs to quit making a Mr. Herbert out of himself. He gave my constant compliments on my appearances last year. Not just one or two, constant. He watched me untie my hair one time and gave my a compliment on how I should wear it down more often.

I vaguely remember this girl in our class got pregnant and he said something like "She's really filled out ever since..." I don't even remember. It was something like that though.

Isn't it funny how certain things just spark in your memory?

I feel extremely suicidal, I cannot stop thinking about hanging myself.

Maybe the ressonance of your posts will be remembered in the end.

Seeing your perspective acted as indirect advice for me. You even unintentionally have a positive effect, maybe I'm manic atm or just being too optimistic but whatever YOU did something. Got one person out of his cyclical thought pattern. Even if it was for a moment that moment was nice.
Hopeing I don't chaulk this up to mania later and that it actually makes sense to someone fuctioning on a regular level.

And you arn't only the posts. You are the root of the effect that they may have upon people. That's something isn't it? Preety selfless.

What is everyone else doing anyways?
Sharing good times or being selfish pricks. Working to do either.
Some work towards goals. Some don't affix their purpose and simplify it to language and Just do as they see fit. (moi)
But things arn't that black and white, and we're all just trying. It's just the only way I can simplify it to words.

Have a nice day.

Negativity is a slippery spirally slide that you can't get off.

Same goes with postive behaviour, but happy thoughts must come first. And it takes a lot more energy to be happy go lucky, so your days will tucker you out and go by like a flash.

Then in no time you'll be dead and you would've gotten what you needed (sollace in life) and what you wanted. (rest in death)

Have a good life.
It may be your only shot.

To the POS who stole from me You have cursed yourself with harming an innocent person and will pay for your disgusting deeds.

I want peopl on another site to know that I'm sorry I wasn't here yesterday, my Mum was running so my stepdad had to get us up, and we watched recorded shows. Then Mum came back and we played games. Then it got to 5PM and my stepdad wouldn't let me on the computer when I tried.

Now, I wouldn't have minded, if it wasn't for the POSSIBILITY THAT I WON'T GET TO TALK TO THE PEOPLE I WANT TO TALK TO BECAUSE WE'RE GOING OUT AND I DON'T KNOW WHAT TIME I'LL BE BACK SO I DON'T KNOW IF I'LL BE HERE FOR THE REST OF THE DAY!! !! !

I feel I let them down, and I'm going to let them down again.

What? I get dissappointed when people aren't there, so I think it's only fair that they feel the same for me. Otherwise, I would be a...er...hypocrite is it called?

I'm sure I'll end up being told "Oh, it's alright" "There's nothing wrong" "You're not letting us down" but I feel I am and the best thing to do when you're worried/upset is to tell people how you feel.

I have two friends staying with me, they're from the UK. They're only gonna be here another week. I have two friends from the UK who live one town over and were curious to meet my other two friends. One of my best friends and the two out of country friends were invited to a dinner party at my dad's yesterday so I invited my two UK friends as well.

So I had five friends come back to ny house last night. I have an enormous bed, two twin size beds in my second bedroom, and comfy furniture in my living room. So we had a slumber party.

I woke up late and had to go to school, got home after a four hour class and some study time in the hub, and MY HOUSE IS TRASHED. As well, there are three more people suddenly staying in my house now.

ugghhhh wtf

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So I decide to come online for a few minutes to distract myself from a sore throat and horrible coughing fits. I check my Facebook, and one of my friends messages me asking for advice on her failing relationship.
Why, out of all the people in the world, and the numerous friends she has, would anyone ask me for advice on matters social?
Also it's 6am and I want to go back to bed.

I think I might have a breakdown, why am I always alone when this happens? I do suppose I have some people I could talk to but I don't want to be a bother. I'm shifting between being a feeling of total hopelessness and a complete lack of emotions. I don't know which one is scarier.

Almost all of my friends have abandoned me. I am and have always been nothing more than a joke to them. Barely human.
My parents claim to be proud of me but they fail to see that my already on-thin-ice life has pretty much fallen to pieces around me.
My hopes, the things I wanted to accomplish even by this stage were just pipe-dreams.
I resent anyone that's happy around me because they do not realise how lucky they are.
Everyone says the problem is self-confident, but how the f**k am I supposed to be self-confident if life has never once given me proof to see myself as anything other than what others see me as - a dumb s**t not worth a thought? How am I supposed to be comfortable with being myself if being myself has only given me misery?
I'm tired of lying - this is how it is - the only times I can say I've been happy with myself and life have been few and far between the past few years and all of them have turned out to be lies. I've been taken advantage of, my trust has been broken again and again, and all my attempts of being a good friend and person has been betrayed.
I want to say that I can go forth and make things better but knowing my track record I know it will be fruitless. I'll fail spectacularly and fall back into this s**t again. Over and over again. Until I die.

My jerk of a father keeps harassing me about thing's he should be leaving me alone about. I am 18 years old, and yet he still treats me like I am 12.

He keeps nagging me, telling me what to do, threatening me, and being an aggravating old man.

I am sick of him threatening to cut off my darn internet just because I don't like going to church. He is way too religious, and when I ask him why the heck I have to be dragged along, he keeps saying this crap about "it's what we do", like some moron. I am absolutely sick of my dad treating me as if I am a stupid individual that does not have any say so on where I go.

And when he makes me go to Subway just to stand there next to him while he orders a sandwich, he even wastes more of my time and makes me madder.

And why does he force me to go to the landfill, when 90% of the time he can do it himself? He always has to throw small pieces of wood, or something light like that. I am really tired of him trying to drag me to places I hate going.

He even pushes me away when the family is talking about something "adult", as if I am still young, and ignorant. This makes me feel really bad, since my sisters are included into the conversation.

I'm really sick of him. I wish I could move out, but I have high school. I wish he would just learn to stay out of my life, because even my mother gets annoyed by him, and she even wants to divorce him.

He. Is. Evil.

i avoided a dramatic disaster today (so maybe this should be in the "happy" thread).

there were 2 queues at the large service station (gas station), and i chose the left queue because the girl at that till was much more efficient than the head scratching bufoon at the right till.

the pace of both queues to the till was glacial because every one was paying with credit cards, and they had to wait for "verification" of their signatures which took up to 30 seconds.

some people took their wallet out only after they were told how much they owed, so they had no prior preparation or plan to pay even though they should have known what they owed by the time they get to the till.

as i was witnessing this credit card frenzy of obstructions to a process that should be simple, i was at least heartened by the fact that the efficient cashier in my chosen line allowed to me to advance in my queue faster than the adjacent queue, and i was developing a smirk (directed to someone in the other queue who noticed me "tabulating"them for a reference point), but alas the efficient girl shut her blasted screen and put a "please use next teller" sign on her desk, so i had to walk back to the end of the queue next to me, and the person i felt amused about looked at me with a smile, but i almost lost my composure at that point.

i thought i would make my way to the front of the new queue and describe what just happened, but i realized it would take me ages to describe it so i just waited again and was not at all receptive to anyone's attention since then.

tomorrow i will wake up and i will not care about it.

How am I supposed to get through tomorrow?! Just one more day and then there will be Saturday, I don't have the energy or the willpower to do this, I'm such a loser, really. It feels like I'm trying desperately to keep everything contained but I'm f*****g slipping up.

I feel like s**t.