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I don’t want to do this anymore.I can’t stand this life anymore. I have OCD and Major Depression. Abandonment issues. Trauma. I can’t stand it anymore. I don’t want to be scared that everyone is going to leave me. I try so hard to be nice and supportive to people but I always come off intense A friend threatened suicide this weekend and we had a falling out after trying to help because I accidentally developed feelings for her. I wanted to be there for her and bring her the happiness she deserves. If life is always going to be like this, the. I want to end it. I can’t stand myself anymore.

Ya no quiero hacer esto.Ya no puedo soportar esta vida.Tengo TOC y Depresión Mayor.Problemas de abandono.Trauma.No puedo soportarlo más.No quiero tener miedo de que todo el mundo me vaya a dejar.Intento ser amable y apoyar a la gente, pero siempre vengo intenso Un amigo amenazó con suicidarse este fin de semana y tuvimos una pelea después de tratar de ayudar porque desarrollé accidentalmente sentimientos por ella.Quería estar allí para ella y traerle la felicidad que se merece.Si la vida siempre va a ser así, el.Quiero terminarlo.No puedo soportarme más.

ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME! I’m an Azeri living in Iran, (2/3 of all Azeris live here) and I now I find out that Iran is arming the Armenians! My brothers are putting their lives on the line to reclaim the land they lost 30 years ago, and this shitty ISLAMIC regime is supporting a Christian country?!?

Soy un azerí que vive en Irán, (2/3 de todos los azeríes viven aquí) y ahora me entero de que Irán está armando a los armenios!Mis hermanos están poniendo sus vidas en la línea para reclamar la tierra que perdieron hace 30 años, y este régimen de mierda ISLAMIC está apoyando a un país cristiano!!?

I'm bad and worthless. I want to die tonight so bad. My boyfriend just dumped me and maybe that's a stupid reason to kill myself but I think of all the things I have and none of them matter. He was something that made me smile on a bad day and I used to daydream about the day I'd be able to move to California to be with him. But now I've got nothing. I've got shit. I weigh less than 110 pounds and there's a ton of alcohol in this house so I could drink myself to death easily. People do it in this stupid college town all the time I'd just be another statistic. I can envision exactly who would feel bad if I went: parents momentarily, but I've tried to kill myself so many times they probably feel it's inevitable. Roommates would find me tomorrow, or maybe never since I just spend all my time in my room anyway. The few friends I have would feel bad, but they'd get over it. I told one of them what happened they won't repsond til morning hopefully it'll be too late by then. Fuck this life, I've never been happy. I wish I was never born.

Yo soy malo y sin valor.Quiero morir esta noche tan mal.Mi novio me dejó y tal vez esa es una razón estúpida para suicidarme, pero pienso en todas las cosas que tengo y ninguna de ellas importa.Él era algo que me hizo sonreír en un mal día y solía soñar despierto sobre el día en que yo sería capaz de mudarme a California para estar con él.Pero ahora no tengo nada.Yo tengo mierda.Yo peso menos de 110 libras y hay una tonelada de alcohol en este hogar que podría beber hasta morir fácilmente.La gente lo hace en este estúpido pueblo universitario todo el tiempo yo sólo sería otra estadística.Puedo imaginar exactamente quién se sentiría mal si fuera: los padres momentáneamente, pero he tratado de suicidarme tantas veces que probablemente sienten que es inevitable.Los compañeros de habitación me encontrarían mañana, o tal vez nunca después de pasar todo el tiempo en mi habitación de todos modos.Los pocos amigos que he tratado de suicidarme, pero ellos lo superarían.

stop acting like pineapple isn't good on pizza it is

Deja de actuar como si la piña no fuera buena con la pizza.

Rock Bottom. Again.After battling depression throughout high school and my freshman year of college I finally owned up and talked to my doctor. I started taking medication during the second semester of my freshman year. I had written my suicide note out and was ready to end my life. I was convinced to talk to my doctor and that's when I started taking the meds. Now, three years later, I have hit rock bottom again. I don't know what to do. I realize that I have LITERALLY everything going for me, there isn't much in my life that is going wrong. But at the same time none of it seems worth it to me. When two or three good things happen it seems that four or five bad things happen one after another. It is completely disheartening. Especially for someone who has just gotten back on their feet after a hard battle with depression. I can't seem to find a way out of it. I go to work, love my job. See my friends. Love my friends. But when I stop and think, I just don't see the point in all of it. There's billions of people out there, the world won't miss me much. Even the smallest of things can set me back almost a month's worth of work against my depression. Maybe I'm just tired, but I've been feeling this way much too often lately. It is starting to feel like it was three years ago and I have feel like I have once again hit the bottom. Will I be on Reddit tonight much after this? I don't know. But, we'll see.

Rock Bottom.Otra vez.Después de luchar contra la depresión durante toda la escuela secundaria y mi primer año de universidad, finalmente me di cuenta y hablé con mi médico.Empecé a tomar medicamentos durante el segundo semestre de mi primer año.Había escrito mi nota de suicidio y estaba listo para terminar mi vida.Estaba convencido de hablar con mi médico y ahí fue cuando empecé a tomar los medicamentos.Ahora, tres años después, he tocado fondo de nuevo.No sé qué hacer.Me doy cuenta de que tengo LITERALLAMENTE todo lo que me está yendo, no hay mucho en mi vida que esté yendo mal.Pero al mismo tiempo nada de lo que parece valer la pena para mí.Cuando dos o tres cosas buenas suceden parece que cuatro o cinco cosas malas suceden una tras otra.Es completamente desalentador.Especialmente para alguien que acaba de ponerse de pie después de una dura batalla con la depresión.No puedo encontrar una manera de salir de ella.Voy a trabajar, amar a mis amigos.Pero cuando me detengo y pienso, simplemente no veo el punto en que vale la pena.

Dunno what to do anymoreReally just at a point where I’ve given up. No matter what I do I can’t make myself happy. I hate how I am and I’m ruining my relationship cause, just to not get into details, cause of my trust issues and anxiety and attachment issues. She’s the only thing that makes me happy and hopeful but idk when I’m not with her then reality hits and I realize I’m still my shit self. Just like the other day I had to call my coworker and closest thing to a friend out here cause I was sitting in the parking lot ready to kill myself and I wanted him to come sit with me so I didn’t. Lately I’ve just been getting high to deal with my problems and but then I’m just really high and really sad. Having to actually call my friend and acknowledge to someone I don’t usually confide in that I need him there so I don’t fucking kms was really a wake up call that idk I’m a lot closer to that point than I thought i was. I haven’t lived the hardest life. All of this shit is internal which makes it worse because I can’t bring myself to stomach myself any longer. I can’t change how I am. I’ve been trying for years. I’m kinda just at the point idc anymore. It’s gonna be the way I go at some point anyways I’m sure of it. All it takes is one time I’m sad and have access to something that’ll get the job done quick and more or less painless. Sorry for this vent but I’ve exhausted all of my two friends with this shit enough. Can’t say this to my gf cause well A most if it’s about her and B she’s just as suicidal as I am and we’d just end up thinking of ways to kill ourselves which wouldn’t help anything. Idk sorry kinda just thinkin out loud and was hoping writing it down would make me feel better.

No sé qué hacer, y estoy arruinando mi relación causa, sólo para no entrar en detalles, causa de mis problemas de confianza y ansiedad y problemas de apego.Ella es la única cosa que me hace feliz y esperanzado, pero idk cuando no estoy con sus éxitos de la realidad entonces y me doy cuenta de que todavía soy mi mierda yo mismo.Al igual que el otro día tuve que llamar a mi compañero de trabajo y lo más cercano a un amigo aquí fuera porque estaba sentado en el estacionamiento listo para matarme y quería que viniera a sentarse con mí, así que no lo hice.Últimamente he estado consiguiendo alto para lidiar con mis problemas y, pero entonces estoy muy alto y realmente triste.Tengo que llamar a mi amigo y reconocer a alguien que generalmente no confio en que lo necesito así que no lo estoy jodiendo kms era realmente una llamada que idk'm mucho más cerca de ese punto que pensé que he estado.

Guys u/MegaThiccc followed me He’s basically famous here, omg a famous person followed me

Chicos u/MegaThiccc me siguió Él es básicamente famoso aquí, omg una persona famosa me siguió

How do I get more female friends? I’m not trying to simp, I’m just lonely and I happen to be a guy that gets along better with ladies and would like to start new real-world friendships with the potential for evolution. So of course there’s school. However, due to the fact that said school is rather small and all the girls there I get along with are either lesbians (nothing wrong with that), hillbillies, or religious nutjobs. So I’m screwed there. Let’s see…oh! I’ve got a few hobbies, those could help! Actually, no, it wouldn’t. In addition to being in the middle of a global pandemic, girls playing Warhammer 40k is heresy /s. I don’t know anyone else, male, female, or other, who’s endlessly fascinated by anatomy and physiology or is into writing. In conclusion, I feel like a jerk for complaining about this. What the heck do I do?

¿Cómo puedo conseguir más amigas?No estoy tratando de entrometerme, sólo estoy solo y resulta que soy un tipo que se lleva mejor con las mujeres y me gustaría comenzar nuevas amistades del mundo real con el potencial para la evolución.Así que por supuesto hay escuela.Sin embargo, debido al hecho de que dicho colegio es más bien pequeño y todas las chicas con las que me llevo bien son lesbianas (no hay nada malo con eso), hillbillies, o chiflados religiosos.Así que estoy jodido allí.Veamos...¡oh!Tengo algunos hobbies, que podrían ayudar!En realidad, no, no lo haría.Además de estar en medio de una pandemia global, las chicas que juegan Warhammer 40k es herejía /s.No conozco a nadie más, hombre, mujer u otro, que está infinitamente fascinado por la anatomía y la fisiología o está en la escritura.En conclusión, me siento como un idiota por quejarme de esto.

First step, I need help. >.>Hello, So, I am not sure why I am writing hare, I guess I secretly want help so badly, or at least to talk to someone. So. I've been depressed (I guess) for a around a year or two, further and further I my other my take over, I don't know if my problems are serious or not, though I'm not taking it easy. Though there might be people who is suffering way more than I am, and maybe I am not even worthy of a consideration. I am a guy of a belief, I believe in sins and god, whats right whats wrong, what sad and whats happy, I am tired of putting my smiling mask on every time I speak with someone... I get no support from my relatives, My parents problem solving was ignoring it I suppose, every time Ive felt bad when I was yung (I am 22 now), for example I was bullied in school and I was sad for a week, then tried to run away, when I got back my parents threatened me if I do that again they would get police involved (Though I knew it that it was only speech, wouldn't be action), and similar stuff like that, from that moment I don't speak about my problems to anyone, no one. I might be ughhh, how hard it's to say it - gay.. I had a trauma with a friend when i was younger, and I am so confused.. I want to have kids, family, house, a normal life, where no one would judge me, I find man attractive, how ever, I tryed to actually encounter another gay man, we chatted online, and at the end we decided to go to a hotel, when I drove with him, I felt like that was so f*** ing wrong, like it felt not correct, I didin't feel guilty (though I beleave in god like I said and in sins), but something wasn't right, we drove to a hotel and then I told him f*** this I am not gay, I can't do this, than we split up. I find some woman attractive, though I wouldn't imagine having intercourse with a woman, I don't know why, and it keeps bugging me. I keep thinking "maybe I am straight, If only I would try it, I am sure I would like it. Yeh. I think I would!" And I keep thinking about this every single day, so there is that. Then there is part where I see life pointless.. I just don't see any reason why I should be in it. I keep wondering why did I get hare, why I was the one who born instead of I wouldn't be... Seriously, what is this, you finish school, you study, work for more than half of your life. Yeh, I know - you get some life treats and happy moments, but seriously? Whats the point, if only when we leave, we leave only an opinion towards me. Yeh.. Everyone is not being fair, if you do 10 good things and 1 bad, everyone all ways remembers what bad you did... I am barealy speaking home, parents think I am being selfish and thinking of myself that I am better than everyone else, thought they wouldn't know I feel like I am a true s*** hole... Serusly, the only why I didin't end it yet, is that I am not sure if I am seeking death, I want to be gone - non existant that's true.. I stopped caring about how I look, what I eat, my health, my sleep hours are low as it can get, I feel like I cant do anything, I am a walking fail, I am shy, I have only few friends, treyd to get a psychologist, decided I am better off thinking alone, I wake up and imedeatly think how bad this day is, if I could I wold just sit in a park and stare at stuff whole day, it makes me feel a bit better. Like I said, I don't want death, but further I go on a dark road, I keep thinking that it wouldn't be that bad if the road would end... So I guess I want opinions and I am searching for an easy way out to figuire it out, maybe I think this is my break point, ether help or the end of my story... Sorry If I miss spelled some tings, my English isn't native language.

En primer lugar, necesito ayuda.>.>Hola, Así que, no estoy seguro de por qué estoy escribiendo liebre, supongo que en secreto quiero ayuda tan mal, o al menos hablar con alguien.Así que he estado deprimido (supongo) durante alrededor de un año o dos, más allá de mi otra toma de control, no sé si mis problemas son graves o no, aunque no lo estoy tomando con facilidad.Aunque podría haber personas que están sufriendo mucho más que yo, y tal vez no soy ni siquiera digno de una consideración.Soy un tipo de creencia, creo en los pecados y Dios, lo que está bien lo que está mal, lo que está mal y lo que está feliz, estoy cansado de poner mi máscara sonr cada vez que hablo con alguien...No obtengo ningún apoyo de mis familiares, Mis padres resolver problemas fue ignorarlo, supongo, cada vez que me he sentido mal cuando estaba yung (ahora tengo 22 años), por ejemplo, me sentía intimidado en la escuela y estuve triste por una semana, luego traté de volver a mis padres, cuando me amenazó con que las cosas más difíciles de la policía, era decir.

I hope your day is fucking fantastic! Whoever sees this, I hope you have a great fucking day. Full of happiness and sunshine and whatever the fuck you want. You deserve it all, you're amazing and special and great! So don't you ever feel otherwise. Take it from an internet stranger. You are loved (Also by me.) HAVE A GREAT FUCKING DAY I LOVE YOU

¡Espero que tu día sea fantástico!Quienquiera que vea esto, espero que tengas un gran día de mierda.Lleno de felicidad y sol y lo que sea que quieras.¡Te lo mereces todo, eres increíble y especial y genial!¡Así que nunca te sientas de otra manera.Tómalo de un extraño de internet.Te amo (también por mí).

Small engine repair I just turned 15 a week ago and I want to get into small engine repair (lawnmowers, atvs, dirtbikes, snowblowers etc) but I don’t have a garage or shed or anything I can work in and I don’t have much money. It also gets really cold and snows in my area. Does anyone have any ideas on what I could do?

Reparación de motores pequeños Acabo de cumplir 15 años hace una semana y quiero entrar en la reparación de motores pequeños (lawnmowers, atvs, dirtbikes, snowblowers, etc)pero no tengo un garaje o cobertizo o nada en lo que pueda trabajar y no tengo mucho dinero.También se pone muy frío y nieves en mi área.¿Alguien tiene alguna idea de lo que podría hacer?

I think my sister is gay? I saw a couple posts on social media where she was tagged by her friend who is a girl. The posts are usually memes about relationships and stuff and the captions are like "this is just like me and [sister] when...". Back when she was in high school there was also this other girl who was gay that was super friendly with her. My cousin's friend who knew the girl also told me that there was something between the two back then. I hope I'm not overreacting but I'm getting suspicious. If this turns out to be true I will support my sister 100% and I want her to be happy. I'm just not too sure how my family will react to this. They're pretty traditional and my sister is the prettiest among us siblings plus she's very talented and she always gets teased about being "chased" by boys all the time.

Creo que mi hermana es gay?Vi un par de posts en las redes sociales donde fue etiquetada por su amiga que es una chica.Los posts son generalmente memes sobre relaciones y cosas y los subtítulos son como "esto es como yo y [hermana] cuando...".Cuando ella estaba en la escuela secundaria también había otra chica que era gay que era súper amigable con ella.El amigo de mi prima que sabía que la chica también me dijo que había algo entre los dos en ese entonces.Espero que no esté exagerando pero estoy empezando a sospechar.Si esto resulta ser cierto, apoyaré a mi hermana 100% y quiero que sea feliz.No estoy demasiado seguro de cómo reaccionará mi familia a esto.Son bastante tradicionales y mi hermana es la más guapa entre nosotros hermanos además de que ella es muy talentosa y siempre se burla de ser "casada" por chicos todo el tiempo.

I want my demise and nothing elseIt’s all over. I tried to make something out of my life and I failed. I’m done.

Quiero mi muerte y nada más.Todo ha terminado.Traté de hacer algo con mi vida y fallé.He terminado.

Extreme cringe warning My pick up lines might not work, but Borat’s might. Any girls here want to make a sexy time with me?

Extrema advertencia de cringe Mis líneas de recogida puede que no funcionen, pero el poder de Borat.¿Alguna chica aquí quiere hacer un tiempo sexy conmigo?

I think I’m readyI’ve been saying it. But today has hit so hard. I’ve made a bunch of mistakes these past months. I don’t have much anymore. Just reminders of stupid shit I do. I have to depend on drugs and alcohol to numb everything out. But its momentarily. I’m growing ever so tired of this. I’ve accepted that I don’t want to find the light. Yeah I’m still heartbroken. I adored that girl from head to toe. I could go on and on about her. And that’s what hurts the most. I’m ready to go. I wish I had died that night a couple weeks ago. I regret not having been stronger and taken the rest of the pills. I regret not getting to my destination and ending it. I wish it was done then and there. I don’t want to suffer anymore.

Creo que ya estoy listo.Pero hoy me ha dado un golpe muy duro.He cometido un montón de errores estos últimos meses.Ya no tengo mucho.Sólo recordatorios de mierda estúpida que hago.Tengo que depender de las drogas y el alcohol para adorar todo.Pero momentáneamente estoy cada vez más cansado de esto.He aceptado que no quiero encontrar la luz.Sí, todavía tengo el corazón roto.Adoro a esa chica de pies a cabeza.Podría seguir y seguir con ella.Y eso es lo que más duele.Estoy listo para ir.Ojalá hubiera muerto esa noche hace un par de semanas.Lamento no haber sido más fuerte y me he tomado el resto de las píldoras.Lamento no llegar a mi destino y terminarlo.Ojalá se hiciera entonces y allí.No quiero sufrir más.

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This Has Been The Worst Month of My Life and I'm Ready to DieI'm not even going to use a throwaway because I just don't care anymore. I had my 27th birthday last month. I was feeling pretty lonely and I was tired of being a virgin so on April 2nd I used Grindr to hook up with some guy. I'm not even attracted to men. I just wanted to lose my virginity. So I did. And I hated it. It wasn't painful. I just felt nothing. I almost overdosed that night. I spent the next 3 days feeling sicker than I've ever felt. But when it was all over I realized I was okay with dying. I've dealt with these thoughts in the past but my attempts were always half-assed. I know next time will be the last time. I've dealt with severe arm pain for nearly 3 years now. It's prevented me from finding work. I have no money. My insurance doesn't pay for much so I can't get my arm fixed. It's gotten worse over the years and now my whole arm is nearly useless. I wake up crying at night because it hurts so much. That's just a small slice of my medical agony. I'm also MtF trans but can't transition because of insurance/family/etc. You'd think transitioning would be a higher priority on this list but honestly I gave up a long time ago on that. At this point I'd rather just die. I've just felt alone my whole life and I feel like all my "friends" are leaving me behind. I've got friends becoming nurses and therapists and managers and teachers and I can barely write my name without being in pain. I can't even get a minimum wage job. I'm fucking useless. Between my health and depression and everything else I just feel like it's finally time to give up. I lose. Nothing new. So I'm going to tough it out and watch Infinity War and then probably kill myself. Edit: I feel like I should expand on why this whole month has sucked. Losing my virginity wasn't really a problem. It was the fact that since then I feel almost traumatized by the event. I can't get it out of my mind, but thinking about it makes me feel sick. Compounding with my depression there have been at least 2 days this month where I spent the entire day crying and dry-heaving. If I'm not crying because of that I'm crying because of the pain in my arm. The only thing my insurance really pays for is certain medications so I've been taking advantage of that. But it takes me 6 Aleve and 3 Gabapentin just to feel slightly okay. But I can't take that many pills every time my pain flares up because I'd be going through a prescription bottle a day. The only reason I'm not dead right now is because I spent the last 10 years of my life waiting for Infinity War. That's how pathetic my life is. Waiting for a movie before I end everything.

Este ha sido el peor mes de mi vida y estoy listo para morirNi siquiera voy a usar un tirón porque ya no me importa.Tenía mi cumpleaños número 27 el mes pasado.Me sentía bastante sola y estaba cansada de ser virgen, así que el 2 de abril usé a Grindr para conectarme con un tipo.Ni siquiera me siento atraída por los hombres.Solo quería perder mi virginidad.Así que lo hice.Y lo odiaba.No fue doloroso.No sentí nada.Casi me sobredosé esa noche.Me pasé los próximos 3 días sintiéndome más enferma de lo que nunca he sentido.Pero cuando todo terminó me di cuenta de que estaba bien con la muerte.He tratado con estos pensamientos en el pasado, pero mis intentos siempre fueron a medias.Sé que la próxima vez será la última vez.He tratado con dolores de brazo severos durante casi 3 años ahora.Me ha impedido encontrar trabajo.No tengo dinero.Mi seguro no paga mucho, así que no puedo arreglar mi brazo.

If god is real, I bet everything I own that he hates meI have nothing to be thankful for. Anytime an opportunity to advance myself has come up, it has been denied to me. Any time I felt grateful or happy about anything, there has been an accompanying disappointment that brought me back down to the pile of shit I live in. If god is real, I am his toy, and I hate him for this. Life has been one spit in the face after another for me. I often find myself fantasizing about committing mass murder before finally killing myself. It's a comforting thought while I'm constantly being kicked while I'm already down. Fuck everything. Words can't do justice to show how much I fucking hate myself and everything around me.

Si Dios es real, apuesto todo lo que tengo a que él me odiaNo tengo nada por lo que estar agradecido.En cualquier momento ha surgido una oportunidad de avanzar, se me ha negado.En cualquier momento que me sentí agradecida o feliz por cualquier cosa, ha habido una decepción que me ha traído de vuelta al montón de mierda en la que vivo.Si Dios es real, soy su juguete, y lo odio por esto.La vida ha sido una escupitaja en la cara tras otra para mí.A menudo me encuentro fantaseando con cometer un asesinato en masa antes de finalmente matarme a mí mismo.Es un pensamiento reconfortante mientras estoy constantemente siendo pateado mientras ya estoy abajo.Al diablo con todo.Las palabras no pueden hacer justicia para mostrar cuánto me odio a mí mismo y todo lo que me rodea.

Why even bother trying anymoreI dont have anyone left. He is the only one I would even consider talking to but he's done with me, thats really fucking clear. i don't want to bother him anyway. i've been the crazy ex girlfriend already to someone else, i dont want to burden him with that as well. he doesnt deserve it. why does no one ever want a future with me? the first said he didn't see us being together. you said you weren't ready for the kind of committment i wanted. all the others just faded away after getting what they wanted from me. just a warm body. i think about doing it. ending it all. and i feel calm wash over me. i wouldnt be such a burden to anyone anymore. they might be sad for a little bit but then theyd all forget about me soon enough. he'll find someone better and he'll marry her instead and have babies with her and i will be but a distant memory.

¿Por qué incluso molestarse en intentar ya no tengo a nadie izquierda.Él es el único con el que incluso consideraría hablar, pero él ha terminado conmigo, eso es realmente claro.Yo no quiero molestarlo de todos modos.Yo he sido la ex novia loca ya a alguien más, no quiero cargarlo con eso también.él no lo merece.¿por qué nadie quiere un futuro conmigo?el primero dijo que no nos vio estar juntos.usted dijo que no estaba listo para el tipo de compromiso que quería.todos los demás simplemente se desvanecieron después de obtener lo que querían de mí.sólo un cuerpo cálido.Pienso en hacerlo.final.y me siento tranquilo lavarme sobre mí.yo no sería una carga para nadie más.pueden estar tristes por un poco, pero luego todos se olvidarán de mí lo suficientemente pronto.él encontrará a alguien mejor y se casará con ella en su lugar y tendré bebés con ella y seré un recuerdo distante.

Today is one of those days One of those days where u have yet another massive argument with ur parents and then have to endure a two hour car journey in the rain with a huge box on ur lap obscuring ur vision whilst listening to ur mums favourite song which goes ‘take me down I’m so tired now, leave me where I lie, shoot shoot shoot’ never mind the fact ur on ur period. Anyway have a nice day 😁

Hoy es uno de esos días uno de esos días en los que tienes otra discusión masiva con tus padres y luego tienes que soportar un viaje de dos horas en coche bajo la lluvia con una enorme caja en tu vuelta oscurecendo tu visión mientras escuchas la canción favorita de tus mamás que va ‘llevarme abajo Estoy tan cansado ahora, déjame donde me miento, disparar tiro’ no importa el hecho u en tu período.

There's a strain of weed called Alaskan Thunder Fuck. Wtf were they smoking when they thought of that name... Oh wait

Hay una cepa de hierba llamada Alaskan Thunder Fuck.Wtf estaban fumando cuando pensaron en ese nombre... Oh espera

I just stayed up late at night chatting with a girl for the first time Not even my ex was able to do that. Is that a special indicator? We were chatting all night about all the things possible and it felt like a cakewalk and I’m happy as hell. It has never happened to me and this girl made everything so special or so nice to keep and keep going,

Sólo me quedé despierto hasta tarde en la noche charlando con una chica por primera vez Ni siquiera mi ex fue capaz de hacer eso.¿Es eso un indicador especial?Estábamos charlando toda la noche sobre todas las cosas posibles y se sentía como un paseo y estoy feliz como el infierno.Nunca me ha pasado y esta chica hizo todo tan especial o tan agradable para mantener y seguir adelante,

So i have this gf.... She's so damn cute god Say hi to her Not forcing u, just asking for a HI :)

Así que tengo este gf.... Ella es tan maldito dios lindo Di hola a ella No forzarte, sólo pidiendo un HI :)

I'm doneI've recently talked about my relationship with my boyfriend on another subreddit (https://www.reddit.com/r/relationship_advice/comments/bsnk9y/my_boyfriend_35m_has_sent_multiple_women/) We got into a argument today and I told him the house we are living in is his mother's. Not his. Which is true. He told me I should find a better man and that he's tired of being in a relationship. I've seen today that he's been messaging a girl online asking her what she's doing and he lied to me about that. His mother got involved and told him to leave. Thing is she wants me to stay so she could take care of me. I don't want to leave without him and he says we're going our separate ways in 2 weeks. I don't know what to do. I already tried to kill myself tonight but was interfered with. He's sleeping in the same room as me and I'm planning on trying again right now. I don't want his attention by trying to commit suicide. I genuinely want to die. But have nowhere to do it in peace. I don't know what to do

Ya he hablado de mi relación con mi novio en otro subreddit (https://www.reddit.com/r/relationship_advice/comments/bsnk9y/my_boyfriend_35m_hasent_multiple_women/)Hoy hemos discutido y le he dicho que la casa en la que vivimos es de su madre.No es suya.Es verdad.Me ha dicho que debería encontrar un hombre mejor y que está cansado de estar en una relación.He visto hoy que ha estado mensajeando a una chica en línea preguntándole qué está haciendo y me ha mentido al respecto.Su madre se involucró y le dijo que se fuera.Lo que quiere es que me quede para que pueda cuidar de mí.No quiero irme sin él y dice que vamos por caminos separados en dos semanas.Yo no sé qué hacer.Ya intenté suicidarme, pero me interrumpí.Él duerme en la misma habitación que yo y estoy planeando volver a hacer lo correcto.Yo no quiero que me mate.

Here's what I don't get...1) Universal advise is "if things get bad, reach out for help. Okay, fine. 2) So you do that. But guess what? When you're really far down, that can be a Herculean act of courage, strength, trust, and hope... thins that quite obviously in very short supply. Doing so is very fucking draining. 3) This shit is scary, yo! You want to die, yes, but since you've reached out, obviously you're clinging to *some* hope. You're confused. You're scared. You're conflicted. You're angry. You don't want to die, but think you will. You don't know what to do. You equally *do* and *don't* want to talk about it. If given the slightest chance, you WILL run from from the conversation, and claim everything is "fine." 4) You cannot continuously muster the strength to ask for help again and again and again. 5) The conversation always, ALWAYS, ends with "I'm here if you need me." FUCK THAT NOISE!!! No, Goddamnit! What was just established is: **I'm** HERE. And I need you! How fucking hard is it to shoulder a bit of burden of effort and reach out to the person you supposedly care about and want to help? Perhaps showing that not only are you "here for them" (implying they have to come to you), but that they are worth the effort to go to **where they are** might be kinda really fucking nice. And for fuck's sake! No! They're not "fine." Obviously you shouldn't force it out of them... but don't just fucking cave in and retreat just 'cuz their first response is "I'm fine." If you're not even willing to ask twice, how the hell are they going to trust you're actually willing to listen in the first place? And did you ever think that maybe starting those conversations is FUCKING HARD AS SHIT so maybe **you** being the instigator, asking questions, easing it out of them might be nice? What I don't get is why people even bother saying "I'm here if you need me." Bullshit! You are putting forth the bare minimum effort necessary to not feel like an asshole, but really, you'd rather not get involved.

Esto es lo que no entiendo....1) El consejo universal es "si las cosas se ponen mal, busca ayuda.Bien, bien.2)Así que lo haces.Pero ¿adivina qué?Cuando estás muy lejos, eso puede ser un acto hercúleno de coraje, fuerza, confianza y esperanza...es algo que obviamente es muy escaso.Hacer eso es muy jodidamente agotador.3)Esta mierda es aterradora, yo!Quieres morir, sí, pero ya que te has acercado, obviamente te aferras a *algunas* esperanzas.Estás confundido.Estás asustado.Estás en conflicto.Estás enojado.No quieres morir, pero crees que lo harás.No sabes qué hacer.No puedes seguir necesitando la fuerza para pedir ayuda una y otra vez.Si se te da la más mínima oportunidad, te escaparás de la conversación, y afirmas que todo es "bien".

TiredI’ve been suicidal for ages, been mentally ill since age 9, made my first attempt at 10. Overdosed, near-fatally cut my wrists, even strangled myself with cords as a kid. All I think about is suicide, even though I’m on lithium. I feel like I was born to die, honestly.

CansadoHe sido suicida durante años, he estado mentalmente enfermo desde los 9 años de edad, hice mi primer intento a los 10. Sobredosado, casi fatalmente cortarme las muñecas, incluso estrangulado con cuerdas de niño.Todo lo que pienso es suicidio, a pesar de que estoy en litio.Me siento como si hubiera nacido para morir, honestamente.

you guys wanna hear my opinion on the Chinese government [Deleted]

Ustedes quieren escuchar mi opinión sobre el gobierno chino [Suprimido]

OH MY GOD THEY HAVE HATSUNE MIKU SEX DOLLS I KNOW WHAT IM GOING TO SPEND MY MONEY ON😏

Oh, Dios mío, tengo muñecas de sexo de Hatsune MiKu Sé lo que voy a gastar mi dinero en

I have a free award, claim it phillip filler his filler with filler and in remberance we shall fill our filler with filler as well

Tengo un premio gratis, reclame que Phillip relleno su relleno con relleno y en remembranza llenaremos nuestro relleno con relleno también.

Advice?I need help im not going anywhere in life and I'm having daily sucidal thoughts. I visited my GP before and got put on meds but that was a while ago and i just felt judged. I was referred to recive some kind of councelling put i didnt call the number due to anxiety and just my inbuilt shame for feeling like i did and still do. I have looked into private but everything i found was £250 plus a little too pricey. Ive wasted 4 years if my life pretending im ok but im really not, every aspect of my life is being affected, and i need to know why i cant just man up and move on with my life. What steps should i take, i just need to know? If anyone relates idk.

Consejo?Necesito ayuda no voy a ninguna parte de la vida y estoy teniendo pensamientos sucidales diarios. Visité mi médico de cabecera antes y me pusieron en medicamentos pero eso fue hace un tiempo y me sentí juzgado.Me referí a recitar algún tipo de golpeteo Puti no llamó al número debido a la ansiedad y sólo mi vergüenza incorporada por sentir como lo hice y todavía lo hago.He mirado en privado pero todo lo que encontré fue £250 más un poco demasiado caro.He perdido 4 años si mi vida fingiendo im okbut im realmente no, cada aspecto de mi vida está siendo afectado, y necesito saber por qué no puedo sólo el hombre y seguir adelante con mi vida.¿Qué pasos debo tomar, sólo necesito saber?Si alguien relaciona ilk.

people really believe heterophobia exists huh i saw a meme that was that scene in love, simon where a kid comes out as straight (idk i havn't seen the movie) and people were saying it was heterophobic ​ has anyone seriously experienced heterophobia? Have you been hated for centuries for no reason? Can you die because of being straight?

La gente realmente cree que existe la heterofobiahuhi vio un meme que era esa escena en el amor, simon donde un niño sale como recto (idk yo no he visto la película) y la gente estaba diciendo que era heterofóbico ​ ¿alguien ha experimentado seriamente heterofobia?¿Ha sido odiado por siglos sin razón?¿Puede usted morir por ser heterosexual?

Someone just told me Santa isn’t real they don’t know what they’re talking about smh

Alguien me acaba de decir Santa no es real que no saben lo que están hablando smh

Too functional, too rationalMy suicidal thoughts, which have been constantly present with me for the past six years, and they have lately been at the forefront of my mind, as well as increasing in intensity. Because of this, I have been building up my nerves to go through with the act. On Sunday, I made two deep bilateral cuts on my forearms. The day after that, I did the same thing. And the day after that, I made deep cuts on my legs as well as reopening the wounds on my forearms. Yesterday, I took all that was left of my prescription meds (no one knows about this). On Sunday and Wednesday, a friend brought me to the hospital. This friend, as well as another friend of mine, wholeheartedly believe that I should be admitted to the psych unit. Each time I spoke with a psychiatrist, the same conclusion would come up: I'm smart, insightful, functional, and rational. I get discharged every time, to my friends' chagrin. Honestly, I don't really care that much that I get discharged. What I do feel is ashamed of having been there in the first place. After all, if the psychiatrists are so quick to pick out these supposed qualities of mine, I should be able to fix all of this and move on with life, but I can't. I feel like a failure, like I've outlived my usefulness. That's why I'm typing this. Yesterday, I took all those pills. I knew it wouldn't be enough to kill me, but I was hoping it might have been. Maybe liver failure will catch up with me later, since that wasn't my first overdose. I'm not sure what will happen today, but I won't make any promises. I stopped doing that a long time ago.

Demasiado funcional, demasiado racionalMis pensamientos suicidas, que han estado constantemente presentes conmigo durante los últimos seis años, y últimamente han estado a la vanguardia de mi mente, así como aumentando en intensidad.Por esto, he estado acumulando mis nervios para seguir adelante con el acto.El domingo, hice dos cortes bilaterales profundos en mis antebrazos.El día después de eso, hice lo mismo.Y el día después, hice cortes profundos en mis piernas, así como reabrir las heridas en mis antebrazos.Ayer, tomé todo lo que quedaba de mis medicamentos recetados (nadie sabe de esto).El domingo y el miércoles, un amigo me llevó al hospital.Este amigo, así como otro amigo mío, creo de todo corazón que debo ser admitido en la unidad de psicología.Cada vez que hablo con un psiquiatra, la misma conclusión llegaría: soy inteligente, perspicaz, funcional y racional.Me doy de alta cada vez que estoy en el chagrin de mis amigos.

Whenever I see a good drawing, I'm happy for that person, but I often get sad. The reason is because it can remind me that my art skills are complete shit and that I usually think that I ruin every one of my drawings from the moment I draw the first line or whatever. Idk I feel like I just needed to get that off my chest.

Cada vez que veo un buen dibujo, estoy feliz por esa persona, pero a menudo me pongo triste.La razón es porque puede recordarme que mis habilidades artísticas son una mierda completa y que normalmente pienso que arruino cada uno de mis dibujos desde el momento en que dibujo la primera línea o lo que sea.Idk Me siento como si solo necesitara sacar eso de mi pecho.

Kinda want to end it all because i'm short.Hi reader. I recentley found out that I am 5'5. I'm 14 years and 5 months so that is fucking awful. I wear extra inch shoes when i'm in public to gain an extra inch and look tall. I'm in the 45th percentile of height and while I am taller than about 82% of my grade, that's only because I was held back, and if I wasn't, I would be taller than about 10% of the grade. (The grade above me is REALLY tall.) I am expected to be around 5'10/5'11 or 6ft if i'm lucky however. If that doesn't turn out correct I will be fucking miserable. It is stated that tall people earn more money, are happier, and girls like them more. I'm guessing you can see my point. UPDATE: I talked with my parents about it and I remembered I have a delayed bone age and I will grow for longer than a regular person would and would most likely end up around 5'11 or 6ft.

Tengo 14 años y 5 meses, así que eso es horrible.Llevo zapatos de pulgada extra cuando estoy en público para ganar una pulgada extra y parecer alto.Estoy en el percentil 45 de altura y mientras estoy más alto que cerca de 82% de mi grado, eso es sólo porque me retuvieron, y si no lo estaba, sería más alto que cerca del 10% del grado.(El grado por encima de mí es REALMENTE alto.)Se espera que esté alrededor de 5'10/5'11 o 6 pies si tengo suerte sin embargo.Si eso no resulta correcto, seré miserable.Se dice que las personas altas ganan más dinero, son más felices, y las chicas como ellas más.Supongo que puedes ver mi punto.UPDATE: Hablé con mis padres sobre ello y recordé que tengo una edad de hueso retrasada y creceré más tiempo que una persona normal y probablemente terminaría alrededor de 5'11 o 6 pies.

oh so kowej is kerzner??? that makes sense i thought kerzner was 16 tho but everyone is saying hes 23 so idk

oh tan kowej es kerzner??? que tiene sentido pensé que kerzner tenía 16 tho pero todo el mundo está diciendo hes 23 tan idk

I’m so depressed and suicidal because I’m so tired of girls never showing interest in me. No girls ever wanted to date me and no one ever liked me back. I honestly don’t know what to do with my life anymore. I’m ugly, boring, and have social anxiety. My life isn’t really interesting. Girls always show interest in my friends but never me. Should I honestly just kill myself at this point? I know you guys don’t care about me and I literally have no one to talk to about my problems. I’m so tired of living.

Estoy tan deprimido y suicida porque estoy tan cansado de las niñas nunca mostrar interés en mí.Ninguna chica nunca quiso salir conmigo y a nadie nunca le gustó de nuevo.Honestamente ya no sé qué hacer con mi vida.Soy feo, aburrido, y tengo ansiedad social.Mi vida no es realmente interesante.Las chicas siempre muestran interés en mis amigos pero nunca me.¿Debería honestamente suicidarme en este punto?Sé que ustedes no se preocupan por mí y literalmente no tengo a nadie con quien hablar sobre mis problemas.Estoy tan cansado de vivir.

Someone please post a link with a facebook hoax It's for a school project so if you could it would mean the world to me :)

Alguien por favor publique un enlace con un engaño de facebook Es para un proyecto escolar así que si pudieras significaría el mundo para mí :)

I want to live but my chronic pain is stopping me from livingI’ve come to realize that I have to live with severe chronic pain for the rest of my life because of my nose surgery. I have talked to plenty of surgeons and they have no idea why I’m experiencing such pain. I don’t think I can ever forgive myself for being so stubborn and stupid. I experience extreme pain and stiffness in my nose and head 24/7. I feel suicidal 24/7. I do not want to die and there is so much I want to do and achieve. There are so many places that I want to travel. I have not seen my friends or family for over a year. I am a recluse and I hate it but the pain is unbearable. Prescriptions and painkillers don’t work. How do you overcome suicidal thoughts? Is there still meaning in my life?

Quiero vivir, pero mi dolor crónico me impide vivirHe llegado a darme cuenta de que tengo que vivir con dolor crónico severo por el resto de mi vida debido a mi cirugía de nariz.He hablado con un montón de cirujanos y no tienen idea de por qué estoy experimentando tal dolor.No creo que pueda perdonarme por ser tan terco y estúpido.Experimento dolor extremo y rigidez en mi nariz y cabeza 24/7.Me siento suicida 24/7.No quiero morir y hay tanto que quiero hacer y lograr.Hay tantos lugares que quiero viajar.No he visto a mis amigos o familia por más de un año.Soy un recluso y odio pero el dolor es insoportable.Las prescripciones y los analgésicos no funcionan.¿Cómo superas los pensamientos suicidas?

I cant go on like this anymorei really just cant deal with it anymore. My dad constantly puts me down and makes me feel useless. It has gotten to the point were i dont even like life or look forward to the future. Like i dont want to get older and have a family and complete my goals and dreams anymore. I just want to die. My family doesnt have enough money to get me the help i need. My dad just cancelled my car insurance that i pay for ( i dont really get why he canceled it when i already pay for it ). He just saw my room ( it was really messy ) and lost his mind. I just want to be happy but i cant deal with it. He makes me feel useless. i could be having a great day and he could text me anything and i would have anxiety. i just dont want to live like this anymore. and i know everyone is just gonna comment "its alright it always gets better, keep going" like i always comment but i really cant see it getting better. Im just a lazy piece of shit who will never get anything done. i just want it all to be over. I cant kill myself though because my mom and my brother. I dont know i figured i would just try and vent here because i have no one to talk to, or anyone i talk to just thinks im trying to make them feel bad for me or something. i just cant do it anymore and i dont know what to do.

No puedo seguir así, ya que ya no puedo lidiar con esto.Mi padre me pone constantemente abajo y me hace sentir inútil.Mi familia no tiene suficiente dinero para conseguir la ayuda que necesito.Mi padre acaba de cancelar mi seguro de coche que pago (no entiendo realmente por qué lo canceló cuando ya pago por ello).Él sólo vio mi habitación (era realmente desordenado) y perdió la cabeza.Yo sólo quiero ser feliz, pero no puedo lidiar con él.Él me hace sentir inútil.i podría estar teniendo un gran día y podría enviarme mensajes de texto cualquier cosa y tendría ansiedad.i simplemente no quiero vivir como esto más.y sé que todo el mundo va a comentar "está bien siempre se pone mejor, seguir adelante" como siempre comentar pero realmente no puedo verlo mejor.Im una pieza perezosa de mierda que nunca conseguirá cualquier cosa que haga.i hermano.I.

So I just watched the debate Why is America like this, I just wanted to live a quiet life and then this fucking happened

Así que sólo vi el debate ¿Por qué Estados Unidos es así, Sólo quería vivir una vida tranquila y luego esto mierda pasó

Guys is covid-19 as serious as people say it is? Like I'm still not going to attend parties or not wear a mask but most of this covid shit is propaganda right? I mean 3,000 people die from car accidents every day and nobody is talking about them.. 2 friends caught covid and they just had a fever for a few days and went back to normal. From how I see it if you have an autoimmune disease, are unhealthy, fat, smoke, or are old then you should be careful but if you're younger than 20 and healthy I think your body will just fight it off like any other virus right? Or am I wrong?

Los chicos son covid-19 tan serio como la gente dice que es?Como todavía no voy a asistir a las fiestas o no voy a usar una máscara, pero la mayoría de esta mierda covid es propaganda ¿correcto?Quiero decir, 3.000 personas mueren de accidentes de coche todos los días y nadie está hablando de ellos..2 amigos atrapados covidand que sólo tenían fiebre por unos días y volvieron a la normalidad.De cómo lo veo si usted tiene una enfermedad autoinmune, son insalubres, grasa, humo, o son viejos entonces usted debe tener cuidado, pero si usted es menor de 20 años y saludable creo que su cuerpo sólo luchará como cualquier otro virus derecho?O estoy equivocado?

FUCK YOU for using guilt against usI should be allowed to end my own life. Each of us has a right to self-determination. You can't just say 'oh what would your mother/dog/cat do if you were gone? How would they feeeeel? I don't care, it's none of their fucking business. I can't stand being emotionally hijacked like that. I made the decision and it's the only thing standing in the way so fuck you all for constantly invoking it. I want to be nothing, I've been nothing before, and that is my prerogative. Sentimental fucking idiots. I don't know why I'm posting this

FUCK USTED por usar la culpa contra nosotrosDebería permitirme terminar mi propia vida.Cada uno de nosotros tiene derecho a la autodeterminación.No puedes simplemente decir 'oh ¿qué haría tu madre/perro/gato si te hubieras ido?¿Cómo se sentirían?No me importa, no es asunto suyo.No puedo soportar ser secuestrado emocionalmente de esa manera.Tomé la decisión y es la única cosa que está de pie en el modo de follarte a todos ustedes por invocarlo constantemente.Quiero ser nada, no he sido nada antes, y esa es mi prerrogativa.

I am on 40mg of propranolol a day and I've just taken 280mgI haven't been taking my meds properly at all. I'm going through so much shit I have tried to end my life multiple times, I took 75 ibuprofen on Saturday and that was the last time I OD'd I was moving out of the emotionally abusive home that I live in with my mum, my dad was helping but she's made up some lies saying I can't look after myself or a flat and everything was ready and then he ditched me last minute. My mum called the police on my boyfriend saying he was abusing me, he's not and reported an argument we had over 2yrs ago, it's been over 2 weeks and Iv'e rang the police multiple times over an update and Iv'e heard nothing, Iv'e lost my job, my grandma's dementia is so bad she has to stay in hospital until she has a home, friends are angry with me and not helping. The police told my boyfriend not to talk to me and he's the only one who can help me and I'm stuck home with my mum who's emotionally abusive to me in name calling and she's financially abusive too. Anyone know how long the 'investigation' will last? Anyone have any idea's if I will survive this as Iv'e had around 5 overdoses in 2 weeks around 60-80 painkillers and now this

Estoy en 40mg de propranolol al día y acabo de tomar 280mgNo he estado tomando mis medicamentos correctamente en absoluto.Estoy pasando por tanta mierda que he tratado de terminar mi vida varias veces, he tomado 75 ibuprofeno el sábado y esa fue la última vez que tuve una sobredosis me estaba mudando de la casa emocionalmente abusiva en la que vivo con mi madre, mi padre estaba ayudando pero ella ha inventado algunas mentiras diciendo que no puedo cuidar de mí mismo o de un piso y todo estaba listo y luego me abandonó el último minuto.Mi mamá llamó a la policía a mi novio diciendo que me estaba abusando, él no está e informó de un argumento que tuvimos hace más de 2 años, ha pasado más de 2 semanas y Iv'e ha llamado a la policía varias veces por una actualización y Iv'e no escuchó nada, Iv'e perdió mi trabajo, la demencia de mi abuela es tan mala que tiene que permanecer en el hospital hasta que tenga un hogar, amigos están enojados y no me han ayudado.

"appreciation" post about u/ivail_marinov you are a dumbass and you dont deserve to be happy. have a great day everyone now. byee

"apreciación" post sobre u/ivail_marinov eres un idiota y no mereces ser feliz.tener un gran día todo el mundo ahora.byee

a helper needs some help!I frequent this subreddit a bit, try to help as much as possible, but now I need some help :( I wouldn't say I have suicidal but its getting harder for me to coup with these feelings... all very negative. Ive been working very had towards trying to get into a professional school, with lots of volunteering with at risk populations, street entrenched individuals, medical clinics, and educational institutions. I studied hard all through university but always achieved like C or D marks... I mean I studied hard enough to say that I am satisfied with how hard I worked (normally 15 hours a day with 7 hours to sleep, and 2 hours of transportation and food). Anyways, Ive been applying to these professional schools and today I got my 2nd rejection letter. I don't know, Ive always been really good with reject but I think where I am in my life it just hit me hard. I am now 27 and been out of school for 4 years and am still without a job. I would fill all my time with volunteering and helping out as best I can within my community... but still I would get the odd contract here and there.. nothing to make the me independent. I still live with my parents and I feel like such a failure. I THINK I have a strong skillset professionally but I still cannot get a job. Volunteering doesnt put food on the table and I continue to intern for different organizations. I want to move out and try to be independent like all my other siblings, some even younger... but I feel like I am a retard or insanely stupid. My resume is staked with experience (mostly volunteer), and Ive gone to councilors to help me make it better... they look at my resume and say "yep, its great!". Anyways, this feeling of negative self worth is really being internalized like crazy today after my rejection email... It just hurts... never getting a call back for a job hurts... I'm tired.. I just want to leave but I can pull myself away from the few things that bring joy to my life like volunteering and helping within my community... its just none of these things put food on my table or even give me the chance to make a living.. Sorry, I know SW has more people in need of help.... I just don't know where to turn to...

¡Un ayudante necesita algo de ayuda! Frecuento este subreddit un poco, trato de ayudar tanto como sea posible, pero ahora necesito algo de ayuda: (no diría que tengo suicidio, pero es cada vez más difícil para mí golpear con estos sentimientos... todo muy negativo.He estado trabajando muy duro para tratar de entrar en una escuela profesional, con mucho voluntariado con poblaciones en riesgo, personas atrincheradas en la calle, clínicas médicas, e instituciones educativas.Estudié duro a través de la universidad pero siempre logré como marcas C o D... quiero decir que estudié lo suficientemente duro como para decir que estoy satisfecho con lo duro que he trabajado (normalmente 15 horas al día con 7 horas para dormir, y 2 horas de transporte y comida).De todos modos, he estado aplicando a estas escuelas profesionales y hoy recibí mi segunda carta de rechazo.No lo sé, siempre he sido muy bueno con el rechazo, pero creo que donde estoy en mi vida simplemente me golpeó duro.Ahora tengo 27 años y he estado fuera de la escuela por 4 años y todavía estoy sin un trabajo.

Made out for the first time recently and it was magical bruh As a dude, I’m not exactly use to getting a whole lot of attention or affection, so finally truly experiencing it just feels so nice. My emotions were overloaded. Been dating someone who’s bound to be my gf, and after a bit on our date we ended up just making out in her car and my heartt aaaagh. It didn’t even make me that horny, it just felt nice✨ that first big breathe you both take after you kinda initialize the makeout, once I felt that I was like, oh shit this is it. I’m kidding a girl outta my league hella and she is equally into it. Maybe she was into it more cause she kept blushing a lot especially when I slightly choked her lmao Emotional connections with someone you’re interested in feel great wow. AND HUGS AA Please don’t ask me for dating advice, this is the second person I’ve ever dated, and how I met her is quite literally the luckiest and dumbest thing ever

Hecho por primera vez recientemente y fue mágico bruh Como un tipo, no estoy exactamente acostumbrado a conseguir una gran cantidad de atención o afecto, así que finalmente realmente experimentar sólo se siente tan agradable.Mis emociones estaban sobrecargadas. Ser salir con alguien que está obligado a ser mi gf, y después de un poco en nuestra fecha terminamos simplemente haciendo en su coche y mi corazón aaaagh.Ni siquiera me hizo sentir tan caliente, sólo se sintió agradable que primera gran respiración que los dos toman después de que un poco inicializar el makeout, una vez que sentí que era como, oh mierda esto es todo. Estoy bromeando una chica fuera de mi liga hella y ella es igual en ella. Tal vez ella estaba en ella más porque ella se mantuvo sonrojando mucho especialmente cuando me ahogué ligeramente sus conexiones de lmao Emotional con alguien que estás interesado en sentir muy wow.Y HUGS A Por favor no me pidas consejos de citas, esta es la segunda persona que he salido, y cómo es literalmente la suerte y la cosa más tonta de todos los tiempos.

I went to the store today and something weird happened I went to the store today cus shopping with my mom and a little kid probably 10 came up to me and was like. "Are you lightning cus your myqueen" I was so confused cus I'm a guy and he was a guy to. That I shrugged it off and walked away. 10 minutes later and here come the kid and what I'm guessing was his big sister to come apologize to me. BOYZ I GOT HER SNAP!!

Fui a la tienda hoy y algo raro sucedió fui a la tienda hoy cus compras con mi mamá y un niño pequeño probablemente 10 se me acercó y me dijo: "¿Eres rayos cus tu miqueen?" Yo estaba tan confundido cus soy un chico y él era un chico a.Que me encogió de hombros y se fue 10 minutos más tarde y aquí viene el niño y lo que supongo era su hermana mayor para venir a disculparse conmigo.BOYZ I TIENE SU SNAP!!

I have 5 people left who care about me. I'm wondering how I can lessen the blow when I do it.It sucks that there's no suicide subreddit for people who are set on committing suicide, rather than a peer support group, but I guess this is the closest thing (it's very lovely though). I've made up my mind. It's my older sister's birthday today and honestly, I'm waiting until after midnight so she can enjoy today. I only have around $2500, too.

Tengo 5 personas que se preocupan por mí.Me pregunto cómo puedo disminuir el golpe cuando lo hago.Apesta que no haya un subreddit suicida para las personas que están decididas a suicidarse, en lugar de un grupo de apoyo de compañeros, pero supongo que esto es lo más cercano (aunque es muy bonito).He tomado una decisión.Es el cumpleaños de mi hermana mayor hoy y honestamente, estoy esperando hasta después de medianoche para que pueda disfrutar hoy.Sólo tengo alrededor de $2500, también.

Wanting to blow out my brains knowing I could've been something and now I won'tMost days I go from being fine to wanting to just end it when I realise how good I could've had it. Why did I quit going to the gym? Why did I quit sports? Why didn't I focus on a career earlier? My life is just a giant "what if?". I've fucked my life to the point where it would take years to get myself back on track. I have no friends, no qualifications, no career, no hobbies. What's the point in living? No one would miss me, i'd be completely forgotten about in less than a week. If there was a way for me to die peacefully in my sleep I would have probably been dead atleast 7 years ago, but here I am, still limping along for some reason that I don't know

La mayoría de los días voy de estar bien a querer terminarlo cuando me doy cuenta de lo bien que podría haberlo hecho.¿Por qué dejé de ir al gimnasio?¿Por qué dejé de ir al deporte?¿Por qué no me concentré en una carrera más temprano?Mi vida es sólo un gigante "¿qué pasa si?".Me he jodido la vida hasta el punto de que me llevaría años volver a la pista.No tengo amigos, ni calificaciones, ni carrera, ni hobbies.¿Cuál es el punto de vivir?Nadie me echaría de menos, me olvidaría por completo en menos de una semana.Si hubiera habido una forma de morir tranquilamente mientras dormía, probablemente habría muerto al menos 7 años atrás, pero aquí estoy, todavía cojeando por alguna razón que no sé.

Why bother living anymore?I m 26 year old male (not virgin thx to dozens of hookers),people tell me i look good(which is killing me even more) that i never had girlfriend never could get sex without paying for it.Simply said i went out with some girls they all either had other partners or dished me and got other people and had sex with them(but not me).I was on alot of parties tried drugs and rest of sharade even use them(1/month maybe even less) when i go out from time to time. Finished university have masters degree trained alot of sports currently stuck with ashtanga yoga working full time jobs since i was 21.Occasionaly watching movies reading some books playing DnD casually and video games from time to time,stopped smoking 4 years ago maybe a bit more. So i m interested why bother to live since i dont want to get first girlfriend when i m 30(missing out younger age for everything) it just wont be worth it... Sometimes i wish i was someone else cause it looks so much better cant get laid without paying(which i refuse to do anymore) frustration from not getting sex or relationship piles up.So i m wondering why bother with this same tempo(tried some changes and done them) but nothing really changed and if i have to pull devils ass to get girls i simply lost motivation and energy to do it. My original idea was to suicide at 25 have no idea how i forgot about it but now i m soon 27 on 24th october i plan on possible overdosing myself with drugs and finish like that. Being late bloomer already sucks,i hate myself and its getting to the parts where i cant even do normal stuff without either feeling really angry or immensive hatred toward my own existance...

¿Por qué molestarse en vivir más?Soy un hombre de 26 años de edad (no virgen a docenas de prostitutas), la gente me dice que me veo bien (lo que me está matando aún más) que nunca tuve novia nunca podía tener sexo sin pagar por ello.Simplemente dije que salí con algunas chicas que todos tenían otros socios o me plato y conseguí otra gente y tuve sexo con ellos (pero no yo).Estaba en un montón de fiestas probé drogas y resto de sharade incluso usarlos(1/mes incluso menos) cuando salgo de vez en cuando.Universidad acabada tiene maestría entrenó un montón de deportes actualmente pegados con ashtanga yoga trabajando a tiempo completo desde que tenía 21 años.Ocasionalmente viendo películas leyendo algunos libros jugando DnD casualmente y video juegos de vez en cuando, dejó de fumar 4 años atrás tal vez un poco más.Así que me interesa por qué molestarse en vivir ya que no quiero tener primera novia cuando tengo 30 años (faltando a la edad más joven para todo) no valdrá la pena...

I'm not youngI see a lot if posts about young people wanting to die, but I am depressed but in my 50s. I've tried it before a few times in my life. So called friends abandoned me after the attempts. My main thing is financial. I also drink. Am facing homelessness. No family no friends, no kids, no husband. Just a dog. (Dog can stay with my boyfriend).

No soy joven veo mucho si posts sobre jóvenes que quieren morir, pero estoy deprimido pero en mis 50 años.Lo he probado antes de algunas veces en mi vida.Los llamados amigos me abandonaron después de los intentos.Mi principal cosa es financiera.También bebo.Me enfrento a la falta de hogar.Sin familia, ni amigos, ni hijos, ni marido.Sólo un perro.(El perro puede quedarse con mi novio).

DefeatedI can't do this anymore. There's just no way to put it in words. I must die tonight.

DerrotadoYa no puedo hacer esto.No hay manera de decirlo en palabras.Debo morir esta noche.

type 1 diabetic 15 years, can't do it anymoreInsurance covers less and less and what it does cover is getting more outdated. They stopped even covering my test strips, the only meter I can use now is so old, it takes two watch batteries and it's no where near as accurate as modern ones. I just don't know. I can't control my blood sugar anymore, I just keep getting sicker and sicker and nothing can stop it, I have to adjust my fucking basal rates every fucking day. I've lost 35 pounds this year. I have a goiter full of nodules and the doctor said we're just gonna let it go until it turns into something. That's so common. So much of my "care" has been damage control instead of prevention and I can beg and cry all I want but I can't do anything about it. I keep telling all of my doctors for years, I'm so fucking miserable, I don't want to go on, there's never a break, there's never an end, and the people who control my life don't fucking care about it. My body hurts so bad all the time, my brain is just fried. My own dad wants me to work harder even though I'm getting so sick at work I'm having to jump off line to go puke. I developed a blind spot this year and my fucking eye doctor just said yup, go on home, that's fine. Just gonna let it go until it turns into something. I'm fucking rotting. My fucking body is breaking down. There's nothing I can do and no one fucking cares. I've been begging for help for so long. I'm so fucking tired. I just want the suffering to be over, and for me there's only literally only one way to make that happen. I don't want to struggle through the next 20 years and die in my 40s blind with no feet plugged into a dialysis machine. I don't wanna struggle through the next five years and die from a low in my sleep. I just want to stop it. It only gets worse and there's nothing I can do about it. I'm dying and no one gives a shit. I just want to fucking do it myself and get it over with fast, this is taking forever. I just want to be healthy. I just want to be healthy and no one gives a fuck. I never can be. It will only hurt more the longer it takes. I can't take dragging this fucking carcass around anymore, put it in the fucking ground already.

El tipo 1 diabético 15 años, no puedo hacerlo másEl seguro cubre menos y menos y lo que cubre es cada vez más obsoleto.Ya no puedo ni siquiera cubrir mis tiras de prueba, el único medidor que puedo usar ahora es tan viejo, toma dos baterías de reloj y no es tan preciso como los modernos.No sé.Ya no puedo controlar más mi azúcar en sangre, solo sigo enfermándome y enfermándome y nada lo puede detener, tengo que ajustar mis putas tasas basales cada puto día.He perdido 35 libras este año.Tengo un bocio lleno de nódulos y el doctor dijo que vamos a dejarlo ir hasta que se convierta en algo.Eso es tan común.Tanto de mi "cuidado" ha sido control de daños en lugar de prevención y puedo rogar y llorar todo lo que quiero, pero no puedo hacer nada al respecto.Sigo diciendo a todos mis médicos durante años que soy tan miserable que no quiero ir a trabajar sin tener que hacer nada.

TiredFuck my friends, fuck my family, there's nothing holding me back but 3 failed attempts. Maybe that means I don't want to actually do it.. I don't know I'm drunk but I hope my liver gives out or my lungs. I'm fucked. But it gets worse and I get that it's tiring everyday, even when someone cares for you deeply. I feel like it gets worse because some one cares for you it makes the escape harder. Fuck do I want to blow my brains out but I can't because of her, I know that's not the case for everyone but lurker brothers/sisters like me understand, it might get better. Listen I'm on the verge but it hurts me to see you fucked up just as I was and not give a chance. It's okay to hurt just know it may get better. Sorry if this isn't an attempt or I void the rules I'm just tired like the rest, I just don't know where to go and I'm hurting.

CansadoFuck my friends, foll my family, no hay nada que me retenga sino 3 intentos fallidos.Tal vez eso significa que no quiero hacerlo realmente..No sé que estoy borrachopero espero que mi hígado se desmaye o mis pulmones.Estoy jodido.Pero se pone peor y entiendo que es agotador todos los días, incluso cuando alguien se preocupa por ti profundamente.Siento que se pone peor porque alguien se preocupa por ti hace la fuga más difícil.Fuck quiero volarme los sesos pero no puedo por ella, sé que ese no es el caso para todos, pero hermanos y hermanas lurker como yo lo entiendo, podría mejorar.Escucha Estoy en el borde pero me duele verte jodido tal como estaba y no doy la oportunidad.Está bien saber que puede ser mejor.Lo siento si esto no es un intento o anule las reglas que estoy cansado como el resto, simplemente no sé dónde ir y me duele.

113°f, that’s fine 40°f, hell no, that’s fucking cold

113°f, eso está bien 40°f, hellno, eso está jodidamente frío

I'd rather be dead than alone. Can't hurt when I'm dead.So sick of being alone. All I ever do is be alone with no one to talk to, no one to socially interact with or anything. I was born with a disability in my ankles so it's really hard for me to go anywhere on foot. "Friends" never visit, message, call or anything. I lie around all day with my phone in my hand hoping I get the chance to not feel so alone for a little bit, but it never happens. Recently lost the last person that would actually talk to me because they said I was using them after they told me I could vent. In my entire 18 years if life I've never, not once had any type of intimate interaction with a woman, either. Not once. No kiss, hand holding, cuddling or anything. I wanna feel loved and cared about so, so, so bad. It's all I want from life. That's it. And I'm fully convinced I will not, ever have that in any shape or form. Life is cruel. I wish I could just push a button and die.

Yo prefiero estar muerto que solo.No puedo hacer daño cuando estoy muerto.Tan harto de estar solo.Todo lo que hago es estar solo con nadie con quien hablar, nadie con quien interactuar socialmente ni nada.Nací con una discapacidad en los tobillos, así que es muy difícil para mí ir a pie."Amigos" nunca me visitan, mensajean, llamen ni nada.Me acuesto todo el día con mi teléfono en la mano esperando tener la oportunidad de no sentirme tan solo por un poco, pero nunca sucede.Recientemente perdí a la última persona que realmente me hablaría porque dijeron que los estaba usando después de que me dijeron que podía desahogarme.En mis 18 años enteros si la vida nunca, ni una sola vez, había tenido ningún tipo de interacción íntima con una mujer, ya sea.Ni una sola vez.Sin beso, sin mano, sin cariño ni nada.Quiero sentirme amado y preocupado por eso, así que, es tan malo.Es todo lo que quiero de la vida.

Can somebody be in my corner please?The mistakes I've made in the past and now are fucking me so hard...I regret shit so much and I hate myself...I can't get past it. I know I need to think of compassion but I deserve to feel pain and to be beaten. I don't want to go on because whats the point? I'm reading self-help books and they have been helping because I'm better than I was but Every. Single Time. I I mess up I'm reminded how much Of a fuck-up I am and its too much...I've done too much and I so scared because I don't wanna die... Please sombody tell me not too

¿Puede alguien estar en mi esquina por favor?Los errores que he cometido en el pasado y ahora me están jodiendo tan duro...Me arrepiento tanto de la mierda y me odio a mí mismo...No puedo superarlo.Sé que necesito pensar en la compasión, pero merezco sentir dolor y ser golpeado.No quiero seguir porque ¿cuál es el punto?Estoy leyendo libros de autoayuda y han estado ayudando porque soy mejor de lo que era pero Every.Single Time.Me arruiné y me recordé cuánto de una cagada soy y es demasiado...He hecho demasiado y tengo tanto miedo porque no quiero morir...Por favor, nadie me diga que no demasiado.

I fucking hate time zones I just want my boyfriend to tell me goodnight sometimes :(

Odio las zonas horarias de mierda Sólo quiero que mi novio me diga buenas noches a veces :(

Life doesnt seem to get any betterI was fucking miserable all througout high school, It got so bad to the point where I just didnt show up anymore. Luckily got into a university, however I still had to stay home with my parents since its more of a commuter school. Despite wanting to get a second chance and have a new start somewhere, i figured living with parents wont be as bad since i still had the pontenial campus social life. However online classes made everything worse and now I've been literally stuck in the house for nearly a year. I have no friends, no goals or dreams, im just passive day by day and i want it to end

La vida no parece mejorar, yo estaba jodidamente miserable toda la escuela secundaria througout, Se puso tan mal hasta el punto en que simplemente no apareció más.Por suerte entró en una universidad, sin embargo, todavía tenía que permanecer en casa con mis padres desde su más de una escuela de cercanías.A pesar de querer tener una segunda oportunidad y tener un nuevo comienzo en algún lugar, me imaginé que vivir con los padres no será tan malo ya que todavía tenía la vida social del campus pontenial.Sin embargo, las clases en línea hizo todo peor y ahora he estado literalmente atascado en la casa durante casi un año.No tengo amigos, ni metas ni sueños, im día a día pasiva y quiero que termine

I think I took enough.I just swallowed 14g of Welbutrin and 14.5mg of Klonopin. Read that 5-9g of Welbutrin is enough to kill you. Might've done the trick.

Creo que tomé suficiente.Acabo de tragar 14g de Welbutrin y 14,5mg de Klonopin.Lee que 5-9g de Welbutrin es suficiente para matarte.Puede que haya hecho el truco.

If I stab myself in the chest 5 times with a pocket knife will it kill it?No, I don't want or need help. I just want to end my misery.

Si me apuñalo en el pecho 5 veces con un cuchillo de bolsillo, ¿lo matará?No, no quiero ni necesito ayuda.Solo quiero acabar con mi miseria.

LifeI’m 20 & I feel like I missed out on life. My days just bring my sadness. For many years, I’ve tried to suppress these suicidal thoughts with laughter and fake smile. I just can’t do it anymore. My school experienced was something to never look back on. My medical problems ruined my elementary years & I was never able to experienced the joys of being a teen. Somedays I wish I went to my prom. However, due to my homosexuality, I am happy I didn’t go. I hate what I am so much and If there was a 100% cure I’d take it. Conversion therapy is bullshit and I’m done praying. I feel like a joke even having to do this. If I was born normal, this wouldn’t have to happen. I just want to cry everyday to feel pain. I think of self harm but don’t want someone to see my scars once I donit. Its not like anybody would get close enough to see but I’m still scared I might cut an artery with my luck. I wan’t to feel anything, just a touch( I know it sounds weird). I’ve been alone and loathing myself for too long. If I wasn’t bound to Hell, I would cut my throat to stop this pain on Earth. If I knew that everyone around me was wrong and that there is nothing at the end, I would’ve killed myself. My anxiety is through the roof and I just so pathetic.I feel so empty and repulsed by my desires and loneliness. It’s a constant feeling of seeing others being normal and being loved that makes me want to die.

La vidaTengo 20 años y siento que me perdí la vida.Mis días sólo traen mi tristeza.Durante muchos años, he tratado de suprimir estos pensamientos suicidas con risas y sonrisas falsas.Simplemente no puedo hacerlo más.Mi experiencia en la escuela fue algo para nunca mirar hacia atrás.Mis problemas médicos arruinaron mis años elementales & Nunca fui capaz de experimentar las alegrías de ser un adolescente.Algunos días me gustaría ir a mi baile de graduación.Sin embargo, debido a mi homosexualidad, estoy feliz de no haber ido.Odio lo que soy tanto y si hubiera una cura al 100% lo tomaría.La terapia de conversión es una mierda y ya no quiero que alguien vea mis cicatrices una vez que lo hago.Si naciera normal, esto no tendría que pasar.Solo quiero llorar todos los días para sentir dolor.Pienso en autolesión, pero no quiero que alguien vea mis cicatrices una vez que lo hago.No es como si alguien se acercara lo suficiente a ver pero todavía tengo miedo de que pueda cortar una arteria con mi suerte.

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anyone else I has a really toxic friend but they are your only reliable friend so you stay freinds with them

Tengo un amigo muy tóxico pero es tu único amigo confiable para que te quedes freinds con ellos.

i really wanna cut and nothing else is helping.what do i do.

Realmente quiero cortar y nada más está ayudando. ¿Qué hago?

(15F) my sister (14F) threatened suicide and my father (45M) refuses to get her any psychiatric help. Advice?My sister (who I'll call Lola) and mother had a huge fight at a full restaurant which resulted in Lola throwing juice in my mothers face and on my mother's white dress. Lola stormed out of the restaurant and into the car. My mother, my grandmother, my siblings and I all followed Lola to the car. My mom got there first, and spanked Lola a couple times for embarrassing her in front of other people. We live in a small town, so we knew 95% of the people in the restaurant. Lola then went on to shout at us, saying "I hate myself so much, I want to fucking die, I hate the way everyone treats me." etc. She also said she feels like she's a mistake. When we all arrived home, Lola, my mother, my other siblings and I explained to my father what happened since he didn't go out with us. My mother told him that my sister and I need psychiatric help, not in a mean way, but because my mother has had 2 or 3 mental breakdowns in her lifetime, so she knows what it's like to NOT be okay. My dad said "I've said this before, no way." disregarding the fact that Lola threatened suicide and my on/off self harm for the past 2 years. When my parents first found out about my self harm, I really wanted to go to a therapist, but because my father refused, I've gotten used to the idea of dealing with my self harm on my own. I am currently fine, so no need for a psychologist. But I feel as if he is taking this too lightly, what if Lola tries to kill herself? I'm sure he'll regret not getting her help when he was aware of the issue. How can I convince him to take Lola's threats of suicide seriously? Even if it's an empty threat, this needs to be dealt with. Lola has been isolating herself a lot more lately, and after tonight, I'm worried for her. Edit: Money is not an issue! \*\*tldr: (15f) my sister (14f) threatened suicide and my father is refusing to get her psychiatric help, how can I tell him to take this seriously? Money is not an issue.\*\*

(15F) mi hermana (14F) amenazó con suicidarse y mi padre (45M) se negó a conseguirle ayuda psiquiátrica.¿Aviso?Mi hermana (a quien llamaré Lola) y mi madre tuvieron una gran pelea en un restaurante completo que resultó en Lola arrojando jugo en la cara de mi madre y en el vestido blanco de mi madre.Lola irrumpió en el restaurante y en el coche.Mi madre, mi abuela, mis hermanos y yo seguimos a Lola hasta el coche.Mi mamá llegó primero, y golpeó a Lola un par de veces por avergonzarla delante de otras personas.Vivimos en un pueblo pequeño, así que sabíamos que el 95% de la gente en el restaurante.Lola luego nos gritó, diciendo: "Me odio tanto, quiero morir, odio la forma en que todos me tratan".etc.Ella también dijo que se siente como si fuera un error.Cuando llegamos a casa, Lola, mi madre, mis otros hermanos y le expliqué a mi padre lo que pasó desde que él no salió con nosotros.Mi madre le dijo que mi hermana y yo necesitamos ayuda psiquiátrica, no en el sentido, sino en el sentido de que mi madre no tenía, porque tenía una relación mental.

My parents are blocking youtube from the wifi I need help. Badly. before i start, ye need to understand that i fucking adore minecraft, and everything im abt to talk abt will reference it I (14f) am a massive fan of the dream smp at the moment, and each minecraft youtubers channels, both on twitch and youtube. Except my parents dont allow me to watch youtube, and theyve never even hearrd of twitch but you can bet that if they had, i wouldnt be allowed to watch it. Theyve begun to check the wifi because of my lil bros watching youtube, and they want to keep catching them out. They dont know if i watch youtube or not because i try to keep it on incognito, but the thing is, they wanna put a block on youtube. Not only will that affect my schoolwork bc we're given videos to watch, but they dont get how important youtube is to me. Whenever i have a bad day, or something has happened, i go straight to youtube, and I'll watch some mcyt (think tommyinnit, technoblade, dream) or other non minecraft youtubers. If that goes i wont have a coping mechanism to deal with all the stress from exams and homework. I'm really fucking worried whats going to happen. so thats why i came to reddit. I havent logged on here in ages, but i need advice. how in gods name can i keep watching it even with the block. there's no signal in my room so i cant use data. They wont understand it if i try to tell them about it. this whole post makes me sound really fucking spoiled, but im scared. its not even as if theyre strict. my mam got me a book recently with gay sex scenes in it (tbh she doesnt know but she knows its a YA book so she kinda knows its a bit racy) and she got me Game of Thrones for xmas and from what ive heard thats v. raunchy. so its just youtube theyre worried about and i dont get why. I watch tv shows with worse curse words + some adult scenes, and anyone who knows tommyinnit knows how not pg that child is. please help me

Mis padres están bloqueando youtube del wifi que necesito ayuda.Malamente. antes de empezar, tienes que entender que adoro minecraft, y todo im abt hablar abt se referirá a que yo (14f) soy un gran fan de la explosión del sueño en el momento, y cada canal de minecraft youtube, tanto en twitch y youtube.Excepto mis padres no me permiten mirar youtube, y nunca han oído hablar de twitch, pero se puede apostar que si lo hubieran hecho, no me permitirían verlo.Ellos han comenzado a comprobar el wifi debido a mis hermanos lil que miran youtube, y quieren seguir sacándolos.Ellos no saben si yo veo youtube o no porque trato de mantenerlo en incognito, pero la cosa es que quieren poner un bloqueo en youtube.No sólo van a afectar a mi trabajo escolar bc que nos dan videos para ver, pero no porque traten de hacerlo a mí mismo.

I just got paid and I have $300 in my bank. I’m going to the gun shop tomorrow before work and asking for their cheapest gun if it’s below $300 I’m buying it and doing it.I want out. Please take me. I’m sick of being treated as unworthy. I’m sick of this life. I can’t do this anymore. I want out.

Acabo de recibir el pago y tengo $300 en mi banco.Voy a la tienda de armas mañana antes de trabajar y pedir su arma más barata si está por debajo de $300 lo estoy comprando y hacerlo.Quiero salir.Por favor, llévame.Estoy harto de ser tratado como indigno.Estoy harto de esta vida.No puedo hacer esto más.Quiero salir.

Does everyone think about killing themselves?For as long as I can remember, I've thought about killing myself. I have no plans of doing it or at least soon, but I feel some kind of calm in knowing I can. I also think about killing myself anytime something remotely bad or stressful happens. I work for myself and whenever I'm not doing well financially, my first thought is - ok, gotta kill myself. can't take this. My healthcare plan was terminated, "ok, guess i'm going to kill myself" I'm in a fight with my mom or bf or something, "gah wanna die" I've only just started seeing a therapist but I can't even openly admit this to them. I don't think I will actually do it but there's always this lingering feeling of it. Is this normal? When I was really thinking about suicide and more depressed last year, my boyfriend asked if I ever thought about harming myself, to which I sort of casually replied, "Yeah, I mean of course but I would never actually do it" and he was shocked and told me he's never thought about it. I seriously thought everyone thought about killing themselves sometimes. He freaked out and was ready to call 911 but I just have never been on the edge of a cliff or actually on the brink of suicide. Now it's been a year and I guess I'm ok but I still find myself feeling like killing myself. But I don't really feel comfortable telling my boyfriend because I think he won't understand and will break up with me. Gah, I can't even talk about suicide so it's like all my feelings are just pent up inside and it just makes me feel like killing myself even more because I can't do normal human things and just need to keep this facade of everything being ok. But again, Im not actually going to kill myself. I guess the main thing is I don't want to bother or worry anyone with my thoughts of suicide because a lot of times they are pretty low key and I just don't want everyone to be worried all the time because it's truly not urgent and I just don't want everyone to be on the edge of their seats waiting for me to actually kill myself.

Siempre que puedo recordar, he pensado en suicidarme a mí mismo.No tengo planes de hacerlo o al menos pronto, pero siento algún tipo de calma en saber que puedo.También pienso en suicidarme a mí mismo en cualquier momento que ocurra algo remotamente malo o estresante.Trabajo para mí mismo y siempre que no me vaya bien financieramente, mi primer pensamiento es - ok, tengo que matarme a mí mismo.No puedo aceptar esto.Mi plan de salud fue terminado, "ok, supongo que me voy a matar a mí mismo" Estoy en una pelea con mi madre o bf o algo, "gah quiero morir" Sólo he empezado a ver a un terapeuta pero no puedo siquiera admitir abiertamente esto a ellos.No creo que lo voy a hacer realmente, pero siempre hay este sentimiento persistente de ello.¿Es esto normal?Cuando estaba pensando realmente en suicidarme y más deprimido el año pasado, mi novio me preguntó si alguna vez pensé en dañarme a mí mismo, a lo que de alguna manera respondí casualmente, "Sí, quiero decir, por supuesto que nunca lo haría" y me dijo que él mismo pensaba seriamente en matar al 911.

I want to start doing Commissions for digital and traditional art I do artworks in my spare time and was thinking to probably make some profits off it. So I thought some of you guys might know a way or two to do art commissions. Any help will be appreciated

Quiero empezar a hacer comisiones para el arte digital y tradicional hago obras de arte en mi tiempo libre y estaba pensando en probablemente hacer algunos beneficios de él.Así que pensé que algunos de ustedes podrían saber una forma o dos para hacer comisiones de arte.Cualquier ayuda será apreciada

Feeling hopelessI feel like I need to talk to someone about what’s happening to me. I’m sorry for the spelling and I hope you can understand my English. I have been thinking about suicide lately, honestly I can’t remember the last time suicide was not in my mind, a stroke would be the best thing that could happen to me, at least I would leave without being judged and it would save my family a lot of questions and such. It’s not that bad during the week, I work and it’s stressful lately, I don’t have much time to think about myself and when I get off I go to the gym and that’s it for the day. Working out was probably the best thing that happened to me, it got me out of depression years ago and I really enjoy spending time in the gym. Monday to Friday is basically the same shit every day, I go to work, after work I go to the gym and then I get home, eat and sleep but during the weekend I struggle, I have some free time to relax and think and that’s what brings me down, I think about what I miss in my life and how hard it will be to achieve my goals and I always end up asking myself “why the hell am I doing this? “ what’s the point? Why should I keep suffering? There’s no one in my life who cares about me except my 2 friends. My family thinks I am dumb and a pain in the ass, that’s why I don’t really talk to anyone at home because I’m afraid of making them angry at me and make my situation even worse. There used to be a girl I talked to, we met a month ago and I really felt great with her and I think she also did, We spent so little time together but I really thought it would work, it didn’t last more than a couple of weeks. Now I realize how much I want to be in a relationship, I want to love and care about someone and I want to feel loved.

Siento que necesito hablar con alguien acerca de lo que me está pasando.Lo siento por la ortografía y espero que puedas entender mi inglés.He estado pensando en el suicidio últimamente, honestamente no puedo recordar la última vez que el suicidio no estaba en mi mente, un derrame cerebral sería lo mejor que podría pasarme, al menos me iría sin ser juzgado y eso ahorraría a mi familia muchas preguntas y cosas así.No es tan malo durante la semana, trabajo y es estresante últimamente, no tengo mucho tiempo para pensar en mí mismo y cuando me voy voy al gimnasio y eso es todo el día.Trabajar fue probablemente lo mejor que me pasó a mí, me sacó de la depresión hace años y realmente disfruto de pasar tiempo en el gimnasio.De lunes a viernes es básicamente la misma mierda todos los días, me voy a trabajar, después del trabajo me voy al gimnasio y luego me pongo a dormir en casa, pero durante el fin de semana tengo algo de tiempo libre para relajarme y pensar y eso es lo que me trae abajo, creo que lo que debo perder en la vida, ¿por qué me voy a vivir y qué me cuesta mucho tiempo?

Don't you love it when you're in the middle of a dream and you're about to be at the good part of the dream but suddenly you have something/someone that woke you up and now you're wide awake and you can't go back to dreaming again

¿No te encanta cuando estás en medio de un sueño y estás a punto de estar en la buena parte del sueño, pero de repente tienes algo / alguien que te despertó y ahora estás muy despierto y no puedes volver a soñar de nuevo

My parents failed meMy parents failed me completely. I had a treatable illness that they ignored, and it cognitively ruined my development. Research consensus shows that it can inhibit the IQ of untreated people by 20%. I'm a dumbass and struggle to get anything done. I'm riddled with intrusive thoughts and obsessions from my OCD. There's a bottle of cough syrup with opiates in it that I think I'm going to chug soon. Not sure why I'm writing this just wanted to get it out there

Mis padres me fallaron por completoMis padres me fallaron por completo.Tuve una enfermedad tratable que ignoraron, y cognoscitivamente arruinó mi desarrollo.El consenso de la investigación muestra que puede inhibir el coeficiente intelectual de las personas no tratadas en un 20%.Soy un idiota y lucho por hacer algo.Estoy plagado de pensamientos intrusivos y obsesiones de mi TOC.Hay una botella de jarabe para la tos con opiáceos en ella que creo que voy a tragar pronto.No estoy seguro de por qué estoy escribiendo esto sólo quería sacarlo de ahí.

Maybe do it tomorrow after workgotta pick a time when no one will discover me, make sure i'm dead. been trying to fix things with last therapist but they don't want to. nobody can fix me

Tal vez hacerlo mañana después de Workgotta elegir un momento en el que nadie me descubrirá, asegúrese de que estoy muerto.been tratando de arreglar las cosas con el último terapeuta, pero no quieren.nadie puede arreglarme

How do you keep going?What keeps you from giving up? I've reached a point in my life where I just don't have it in me. I don't even feel like the same person I was a year ago. I've tried taking online courses to get back into school, to feel like I'm learning something that will truly benefit my life but I can't retain any of the information. It just passes right through me. I can't hold down a job and at the moment I can't even manage to get one. My girlfriend and I just broke up. She told me she didn't want to be with a "depressed person" and that she was worried about passing these things onto her future children. It makes me feel like a disease. I've lost all creativity and usually when I get into these hyper depressive states it's when I feel the most creative. I want to make my family proud, my sister just passed her CPA exam and has been doing great and I'm 25 just moved back home with my parents with no college behind me, no skillsets. I feel absolutely fucking worthless. I have bills I have to pay and I can't even find the energy to get out of bed and apply for jobs. I've been a consistently depressed person ever since I was young but this feeling just takes the cake. It's never been this bad, never this hopeless. I'm lost and I'm scared. How the fuck do I keep this up?

He llegado a un punto en mi vida en el que simplemente no lo tengo en mí.Ni siquiera me siento como la misma persona que era hace un año.He intentado tomar cursos en línea para volver a la escuela, para sentir que estoy aprendiendo algo que realmente beneficiará mi vida pero no puedo retener nada de la información.Simplemente pasa a través de mí.No puedo retener un trabajo y en el momento en que ni siquiera puedo conseguir uno.Mi novia y yo simplemente rompimos.Ella me dijo que no quería estar con una "persona deprimida" y que ella estaba preocupada por pasar estas cosas a sus futuros hijos.Me hace sentir como una enfermedad.He perdido toda la creatividad y por lo general cuando me muevo en estos estados hiperdepresivos es cuando me siento más creativo.Quiero hacer que mi familia se sienta orgullosa, mi hermana acaba de pasar su examen de CPA y he estado haciendo un gran esfuerzo y me mudo de vuelta a casa con mis padres sin ningún tipo de universidad.

Don't mention your suicidal on NarcissisticAbuse page they'll ban you for it. Fucking joke cause one of the fallouts of narc abuse is becoming suicidal.I just wanted to call the mods of that page out. Fucking disgrace.

No menciones tu suicidio en la página de NarcisisticAbuse te prohibirán por ello.Jodida broma porque una de las consecuencias del abuso de narcóticos se está volviendo suicida.Solo quería llamar a los mods de esa página.Puta desgracia.

I am at the eye doctor and I think they are gonna give me glasses but I DO NOT need them Plus all the glasses look bad on me

Estoy en el oftalmólogo y creo que me van a dar gafas, pero no las necesito. Además, todas las gafas se ven mal en mí.

I have a theory, how can we survive after 10000 years If sun will get bigger af then there's a chance that the ice will break at Uranus and Neptune and that will make the water then there will be a nature omg I'm a genius.

Tengo una teoría, ¿cómo podemos sobrevivir después de 10000 años si el sol se hará más grande af entonces hay una posibilidad de que el hielo se romperá en Urano y Neptuno y que hará que el agua entonces habrá una naturaleza omg soy un genio.

Not to brag or anything, but... I smell really good, right now 😁

No para presumir ni nada, pero... huelo muy bien, ahora mismo

How is it transphobic to not want to date a trans person. It’s a preference, I don’t hate trans people, I just don’t wanna date them

¿Cómo es transfóbico no querer salir con una persona trans. Es una preferencia, no odio a la gente trans, simplemente no quiero salir con ellos

My friend is going to do it and is researching methods on reddit....What should I do?I'm his roommate and I'm worried I'm about to lose him. He always thought lowly of himself and being not good enough to live up the standards his family set and now he's going to take his life..he's been rambling on about how everybody should have the right to die and people who feel like life is meaningless need the facilities to kill themselves painlessly for more than a month now, and clearly his mental health is taking a toll on him. I don't know what to do, nothing I say will help and he's disguising his question on methods as "just for knowledge". I don't want to lose a good friend.

Mi amigo va a hacerlo y está investigando métodos en reddit....¿Qué debo hacer?Soy su compañero de cuarto y me preocupa que esté a punto de perderlo.Él siempre pensó humildemente de sí mismo y no siendo lo suficientemente bueno para vivir los estándares que su familia estableció y ahora va a tomar su vida..él ha estado divagando sobre cómo todo el mundo debería tener el derecho a morir y la gente que siente que la vida no tiene sentido necesita las instalaciones para suicidarse sin dolor por más de un mes ahora, y claramente su salud mental está teniendo un costo en él.No sé qué hacer, nada de lo que digo ayudará y está disfrazando su pregunta sobre los métodos como "sólo por conocimiento".No quiero perder a un buen amigo.

I hate myselfIdk I guess I don’t have a valid reason - I don’t have depression or bipolar disorder, never been checked. Everyone already thinks I am a failure and I do too. I don’t have the motivation to get up and do anything. Im lazy. I’m failing everything. I can’t study, I want to and I know I can but I feel like shit and know I’ll never amount to anything no matter how much I try. Can’t deal with school or people. And I blame myself for the POS I am. Feel like there might be other people out there that feel the same.

Me odio a mí mismoIdkSupongo que no tengo una razón válida - no tengo depresión o trastorno bipolar, nunca se ha comprobado.Todo el mundo ya piensa que soy un fracaso y yo también.No tengo la motivación para levantarme y hacer nada.Soy perezoso.Estoy fallando todo.No puedo estudiar, quiero y sé que puedo pero me siento como una mierda y sé que nunca llegaré a nada sin importar cuánto lo intente.No puedo lidiar con la escuela o la gente.Y me culpo a mí mismo por el POS que soy.Siento que podría haber otras personas por ahí que se sienten lo mismo.

Hanging on by a thread, I don’t really have any will anymore.Hi, I’ve struggled with depression,anxiety,ptsd and a mood disorder for about seven years now. This all started when I was 10 and now I am 17. These last seven years have been nothing but hell and have not gotten better. My problems didn’t get as bad until I was about 13 years old when my father overdosed from opioids and tragically passed away. This sent me into the biggest state of shock and has triggered an absolute plague on me since then. Over the course of the years my life has continued to fall apart with me failing in school and other serious health problems within myself and family. This year has been the darkest year out of all mentally wise. I ended up falling in love with a girl online a year ago, ended up meeting twice and then on our one year anniversary she ended up breaking up over things that could of easily been fixed. She basically broke up with me because she couldn’t handle how depressed I was.Ever since she broke up with me, life has been constantly taking a massive dump on me and I ended up hitting a point to where I got so depressed I dropped out of school to pursue my ged because I couldn’t deal with the stress at school and at home. I have lost so many friends over the last few years and I have become so isolated. I went from hanging out with friends every day to hanging out with them every few months because I have gotten into this state of isolation where I don’t leave my room for more than a hour a day. I have my own bathroom and shower connected to my room and the only time I leave my house is to get the only meal I eat a day. My family has been trying to support me and be there for me every way they can but they can barely take care of themselves. My poor mother deserves the world and I wish I could give her the world. When my father passed apart of her died that day. She is currently struggling with major depressive disorder. It’s to a point where she doesn’t do anything but lay in bed all day. I don’t know what I can do to help myself now. I’ve been smoking weed every day for months now to try to numb out the pain but in the end it’s just leading to a legitimate addiction to thc. And that’s something I don’t want to admit to myself. I live every day suicidal and constantly putting a lot of blame and hate on myself. I’ve tried getting professional help but that doesn’t even seem to help. I’ve been on medication too and that didn’t work either. I’ve also attempted and self harmed in the past. I just don’t know what to do anymore. I feel like the only true way I can kill Myself is by jumping in front of a train. I just don’t see it ever getting better. I feel like all I do is mess up and make everyone hate me. The breakup with my ex girlfriend really set me off to be in a bad state these last few months and I’ve done nothing but beg for her back. I really don’t see a future for myself. I don’t see how I’ll get my ged and go to college. I don’t see how I’ll be stable enough to live on my own and be successful. All I really see if myself dead. There’s so much pain from so many things that I can’t even talk about it in one sitting. I’m affected by everything that happens or anything anyone says to me. I can appear as a strong person but quickly I can become the weakest. So I’m really not sure what to do but want to die. I feel ungrateful saying that because there are other people who are in worse situations but i believe everyone has there own demons and depression. You could be the richest man in the world and feel suicidal. Everyone feels differently.

He luchado contra la depresión, la ansiedad, los errores y el trastorno del estado de ánimo durante unos siete años.Todo esto comenzó cuando tenía 10 años y ahora tengo 17.Estos últimos siete años no han sido más que un infierno y no han mejorado.Mis problemas no se pusieron tan mal hasta que tenía unos 13 años cuando mi padre tuvo una sobredosis de opioides y falleció trágicamente.Esto me ha enviado al estado de shock más grande y me ha provocado una plaga absoluta desde entonces.Durante los años mi vida ha seguido descomponiéndose con mi fracaso en la escuela y otros graves problemas de salud dentro de mí y de la familia.Este año ha sido el año más oscuro de todos los sabios mentales.Acabé enamorándome de una chica en línea hace un año, terminó reuniéndose dos veces y luego en nuestro aniversario terminó rompiendo cosas que podían arreglarse fácilmente.Ella básicamente rompió conmigo porque no podía manejar lo deprimida que estaba.

Guys it's hammer time Go to Clash of Clans and upgrade all of your shit right now everything is 50% off to upgrade and takes half the time HAMMER TIME HAMMER TIME HAMMER TIME HAMMER TIME

Chicos es hora del martillo Ir a choque de clanes y actualizar toda su mierda en este momento todo está 50% de descuento para actualizar y toma la mitad del tiempo HAMMER TIME HAMMER TIME HAMMER TIME HAMMER TIME

Got a “sign a contract teacher” My chemistry teacher has already assigned us a test on google meet expectations. SCHOOL HASNT EVEN STARTED YET!! Smh

Mi profesor de química ya nos ha asignado una prueba de google para cumplir con las expectativas.¡¡ESCUELA HA EVENTO ESTÁ COMENZANDO!Smh

imagine being so starved of physical contact that you hug a pillow at night and cry whilst thinking of that one person haha definitely not me 😔 i’m so sad, i’m so so so so so sad, i can’t even eat 😀👍 haha jk

imagínate estar tan hambriento de contacto físico que abrazas una almohada en la noche y lloras mientras piensas en esa persona jaja definitivamente no me estoy tan triste, estoy tan tan triste, ni siquiera puedo comer jaja jk

I made a webcomic!! it's "tuff and soff" on webtoon, please check it out!!!

¡He hecho un Webcomic!!¡Es "tuff and soff" en el Webtoon, por favor, échale un vistazo!!!

I can’t fell the happy anymore I never actually do this but here I am writing this in tears, for the past 9 months happiness was a really hard source to find, I tried getting religious, studying, to not studying at all, I even tried not giving a shit about anything at all, couldn’t find at least some happiness, I might crack a smile here and there but that was it, and for the past couple of weeks or so I started crying more than usual, I’m writing this in tears right now, if you tell me to go get help, it won’t work out, haven’t tried it and probably won’t, my friends list is empty, zero friends, mostly because I wasn’t allowed to talk to anyone that wasn’t in my school and exactly my grade, strict parenting is something I would never do to my kid (if I even have one in the future) because it really affected me, I’m still trying new things, cooking, reading but nothing works out, nothing. I wish from the bottom of my heart that I was just doing this to get karma but no, happiness? What’s that?

No puedo caer el feliz nunca más que nunca hacer esto pero aquí estoy escribiendo esto en lágrimas, para los últimos 9 meses la felicidad era una fuente muy difícil de encontrar, traté de conseguir religioso, estudiar, para no estudiar en absoluto, incluso traté de no dar una mierda por nada en absoluto, no podía encontrar al menos algo de felicidad, podría romper una sonrisa aquí y allá pero eso fue, y durante el último par de semanas o así empecé a llorar más de lo habitual, estoy escribiendo esto en lágrimas ahora mismo, si me dices que vaya a buscar ayuda, no va a funcionar, no lo he intentado y probablemente no lo hará, mi lista de amigos está vacía, cero amigos, sobre todo porque no se me permitió hablar con nadie que no estaba en mi escuela y exactamente mi grado, crianza estricta es algo que nunca le haría a mi hijo (si incluso tengo uno en el futuro) porque realmente me afectó, todavía estoy tratando de cosas nuevas, cocinar, leer pero nada funciona, nada.

Giving up on lifeToday i've decided that i am going to hang myself. heres some back story and why and some about me. well to start i am a 18 year old lad from the uk suffering from bipolar. i have been in a relationship for over a year and 2 weeks ago she broke up with me. i was a nasty boyfriend because of my bipolar. i used to snap and never wanted to do anything with her. i am a horrible human being. we kept in contact, writing letters, texting all that but today. she blocked me. the first time in over a year i've felt alone and scared. i cant imagine life without her and not being able to talk to her. makes it even worse my birthday is on the 31st and i had arranged to spend it with her know im going to be alone. dotn think anything could change my mind. i have no dad and mum barley knows me. no job and my friends are all back stabbing fucks. well thats my situation.

Abandonar la vidaHoy he decidido que voy a colgarme a mí mismo.aquí un poco de historia y por qué y algo de mí.bueno para empezar soy un chico de 18 años del uk que sufre de bipolar.i han estado en una relación durante más de un año y hace 2 semanas ella rompió conmigo.i era un novio desagradable debido a mi bipolar.i solía romper y nunca quería hacer nada con ella.soy un ser humano horrible.he mantenido en contacto, escribiendo cartas, enviando mensajes de texto todo eso pero hoy.ella me bloqueó.la primera vez en más de un año me he sentido sola y asustada.no puedo imaginar la vida sin ella y no poder hablar con ella.hace aún peor mi cumpleaños está en la 31 y me había arreglado para pasarlo con ella.saber que voy a estar sola.dotn pensar que nada podría cambiar mi mente.i no tengo papá y mamá cebada me conoce.no trabajo y mis amigos están todos de vuelta apuñalando mierdas.bien esa es mi situación.

Just tired of everything.I am just tired of it all, I have lost so much in my life, I have no family left, they have passed away, or in jail. Going through a divorce, and yet she is still the love of my life. It is just hell living with someone with PTSD as bad as mine is. I am tired of the nightmares, quilt, anger, sadness and everything else. I tired of remembering friends and then remembering the last moments. I cant live with the memories of watching someone slowly dim to nothing. I am tired of blaming myself for them not making it back, I was the medic, I was supposed to bring everyone home. I am tired of not waking up next to my wife. I cant keep seeing the fear in her eyes as I came out of a flashback, or the fear in her eyes as she is calling 911 after I took a bottle of pills, or as I was standing in front of the tub with a hot electrical cord in hands. I have lost everything, everyone I loved. I lost the kind good-natured person I was, I lost my humanity and for what. I just don't know if can pick myself up again if i can go on. I think about just walking away so many time through out the day I am just afraid I am going to do it one of these times.

Sólo estoy cansado de todo.Estoy cansado de todo, he perdido tanto en mi vida, no tengo familia, han muerto, o en la cárcel.Ir a través de un divorcio, y sin embargo ella sigue siendo el amor de mi vida.Es un infierno vivir con alguien con PTSD tan malo como el mío es.Estoy cansado de las pesadillas, colcha, ira, tristeza y todo lo demás.Estoy cansado de recordar a los amigos y luego recordar los últimos momentos.No puedo vivir con los recuerdos de ver a alguien lentamente tenue a nada.Estoy cansado de culparme a mí mismo por no hacerlo de nuevo, yo era el médico, se suponía que traería a todos a casa.Estoy cansado de no despertarme al lado de mi esposa.No puedo seguir viendo el miedo en sus ojos como salí de un flashback, o el miedo en sus ojos como ella está llamando 911 después de tomar una botella de píldoras, o como yo estaba parado frente a la bañera con un cable eléctrico caliente en las manos.He perdido todo, todo lo que amaba.

Hope this YOUTUBE rewind does not follow the dislike trend [https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ldQlVis0DL4](https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ldQlVis0DL4) Unnus Annus is in the video guys

Espero que este rebobinado YOUTUBE no siga la tendencia de disgusto[https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ldQlVis0DL4](https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ldQlVis0DL4) Unnus Annus está en los chicos de vídeo

I screwed up by talking about sex with my friends. So we were talking about the longest dick ever and someone asked how big are you? I broke down right there but she was asking about my height.

Metí la pata hablando de sexo con mis amigos.Así que estábamos hablando de la polla más larga de la historia y alguien me preguntó qué tan grande eres?Me rompí justo ahí, pero ella estaba preguntando por mi altura.

I know this is late but. I know this is long. I also know this might catch some shit. But in 2018, about mid-November, my crush noticed me and we started hanging out. (Why am I telling you this after two years? Because I’ve only been on reddit for a couple of months) We had fun, kissed, held hands, but after school ended (July 2019), she texted (I’m not exactly sure what she said) but she said something about it not working because she wanted it to be less public. (I had been quite socially awkward since coming to the school and I’d figured if I was public about the relationship, it wouldn’t let people make fun of me for it) But then, after a few days, I remembered how she’d basically told everybody about it on TikTok. So I tried texting her about that, but apparently she was racing cars and so she left her phone with her friend. She told me another two excuses for her breaking up with me: I was weak and awkward. Now, I won’t pretend I wasn’t both of those (I am no longer weak or awkward) but she’d never seemed to care. After the exchange, Grace (if you are her, scrolling thru new, you know it’s you and so ╭∩╮(ಠ\_ಠ)╭∩╮) sent me a message along the lines of “if you try to be her boyfriend, I will fucking kill you” and so I just shut up for a few months. In december, last year, I called her. We chatted, I told her about my new school, and we were presumed “friends”. Anyway, a few weeks later, I had to know the real reason she broke up. To which she replied: (I will never forget these words.) “I only was your bf for one reason.” ”Well, actually two.” “One: I felt bad for you” “Two: I wanted to see what having a bf was like” Anyway, since then I’ve been super lonely. And being at an all-boys school, I knew I wasn’t finding someone who cared about me for me anytime soon. Or so I thought. In mid-July, I was at a friend’s house and he was asleep and I couldn’t sleep. So I pick up my iPad and see what’s going on on this sub. I see lots of posts from people who are bored and want to chat, and I decide to do the same. Five people messaged me. I’m only messaging one right now. But she is amazing, cares about me, and even pulled an all-nighter with me a few nights ago. Again, you’ll know who you are. Honestly, this might be a stretch, but she probably saved me from getting slight depression because my friends would only laugh if I told them the truth.

Sé que esto es tarde, pero sé que esto es largo.También sé que esto podría coger algo de mierda.Pero en 2018, a mediados de noviembre, mi enamoramiento me notó y empezamos a salir.(¿Por qué te lo estoy diciendo después de dos años?Porque sólo he estado en reddit por un par de meses)Nos divertimos, besamos, nos cogimos de la mano, pero después de terminar la escuela (julio de 2019), me envió un mensaje (no estoy exactamente seguro de lo que dijo) pero ella dijo algo al respecto porque quería que fuera menos público.(Había sido socialmente incómodo desde que llegué a la escuela y pensé que si era público sobre la relación, no dejaría que la gente se burlara de mí por ello)Pero luego, después de unos días, recordé que básicamente le había contado a todo el mundo sobre eso en TikTok.Así que intenté enviarle mensajes de texto sobre eso, pero aparentemente ella estaba corriendo autos y así dejó su teléfono con su amiga.

Why can’t we send images today? Just why? I can’t find anything about it in the rules. When can we? (Not a selfie lol)

¿Por qué no podemos enviar imágenes hoy? ¿Por qué?No puedo encontrar nada al respecto en las reglas.¿Cuándo podemos? (No un lol selfie)

I'm aloneFor awhile I relied on my small group of friends as a way of making it seem like I wasn't the only lonely miserable asshole around. But now both of my friends are happy, and I'm still miserable. I was on antidepressants for about 2 weeks, they made me feel physically strange, and I couldn't quite think straight, so I stopped taking them, maybe not the best decision, but I made it. I don't know, seeing how happy my friends are just makes me even more less so, it's nearly to the point where i'm mad at them for being happy. I'm such a piece of shit, but I can't help it, I can't be happy for my own friends, I have to resent them. I guess misery loves company, i don't really know, but I'm so sick of feeling alone, I just want to die, it just sounds so much better than this. Honestly I dont know what i expect, it's not like anyone would care enough to be with me anyway, im fucking repulsive. I dont know, this isnt going to help, id just backspace this out, but i might as well just go with it at this point. Jesus christ, im 17 and all i look forward to is the possibility of death, the thought that i could possibly be diagnosed with terminal cancer actually EXCITES me, what the hell is wrong with me. I used to want to help people, to make the world a better place, i had hopes, but lately all of that seems so diminished, i dont really have hope anymore, my dreams mean nothing anymore. god, im rambling. I just want something to change, I dont want to feel alone anymore, i want to be happy. I want the idea of dying to scare me rather than excite me. i dont want to keep feeling like shit all the time, I used to enjoy video games, but i dont even get pleasure out of that anymore. sorry, thanks for reading? i guess.

Estoy soloPor un tiempo me dependí de mi pequeño grupo de amigos como una manera de hacer que pareciera que no era el único idiota miserable solitario alrededor.Pero ahora ambos de mis amigos son felices, y todavía estoy miserable.Estaba en antidepresivos por cerca de 2 semanas, me hicieron sentir físicamente extraño, y no podía pensar con claridad, así que dejé de tomarlos, tal vez no sea la mejor decisión, pero lo hice.No sé, viendo lo felices que son mis amigos sólo me hace menos así que, es casi el punto en el que estoy enojado con ellos por ser feliz.Soy un pedazo de mierda, pero no puedo evitarlo, no puedo estar feliz por mis propios amigos, tengo que resentirlos.Supongo que la miseria ama a la compañía, no lo sé realmente, pero estoy harto de sentirme solo, solo quiero morir, suena mucho mejor que esto.

I made a story! Hey guys and gals and non binary pals! I wrote a short story! It's my first in an attempt like this, and I really would like to hear what you guys think of it! I'm hoping on making it a series, but I'll let you guys decide that. I made sure to add aspects that would leave room for a series as well. If you guys have any constructive criticism please tell me, thanks! [https://www.deviantart.com/robtheshadows69/art/The-Final-Mission-853379862?ga\_submit\_new=10%3A1598581033](https://www.deviantart.com/robtheshadows69/art/The-Final-Mission-853379862?ga_submit_new=10%3A1598581033)

¡Hice una historia!¡Hola chicos y chicas y amigos no binarios!¡Escribí una historia corta!¡Es mi primera vez en un intento como este, y realmente me gustaría escuchar lo que ustedes piensan de ello!¡Estoy esperando hacer una serie, pero les dejaré decidir eso.Me aseguré de añadir aspectos que dejarían espacio para una serie también.Si ustedes tienen alguna crítica constructiva, por favor díganme, gracias

Its been 3 years since I got my Reddit account So much has happened since then, including Covid and what not

Han pasado 3 años desde que recibí mi cuenta de Reddit. Tanto ha pasado desde entonces, incluyendo a Covid y lo que no.

I'd rather be dead than slowly watch myself wither away.It's not like there was much to wither in the first place. I was bullied in Elementary, Middle, and now High school. I'll never belong, I don't see me ever belonging to this world. My opinions differ from everyone, my beliefs, my thoughts. I'm an ugly being who is being tormented. I'll find a gun somehow, I couldn't do it with a knife. I'll write the note tomorrow when no one is paying attention. And hopefully I'll be forgotten and vanish into whatever void is in the afterlife.

Prefiero estar muerto que mirarme lentamente marchitarme.No es como si hubiera mucho que marchitarse en primer lugar.Fui intimidado en la Primaria, en la Secundaria, y ahora en la Secundaria.Nunca pertenezco, nunca me veo pertenecer a este mundo.Mis opiniones difieren de todas las personas, mis creencias, mis pensamientos.Soy un ser feo que está siendo atormentado.Encontraré un arma de alguna manera, no podría hacerlo con un cuchillo.Escribo la nota mañana cuando nadie está prestando atención.Y con suerte seré olvidado y desapareceré en cualquier vacío que haya en la otra vida.

Loneliness killsI’ve been alone my whole life. No family. No woman to love that loved me. It really is getting close. Women never did take to me, and it’s way past being to late. I’ll be 59 soon and there’s no one out there that I would want who would want me. I’m really bitter on life, and to be honest, I just wanna go.

La soledad mataHe estado sola toda mi vida.Sin familia.No hay mujer a la que amar que me amó.Realmente se está acercando.Las mujeres nunca me tomaron, y es mucho más allá de llegar tarde.Voy a cumplir 59 pronto y no hay nadie por ahí que quisiera que me quisiera.Estoy muy amargado por la vida, y para ser honesto, sólo quiero ir.