ShaggyEdiddy214 said:
Brainpalm said:
I cut myself, and I not long ago made a half arsed attempt at suicide, due to family troubles, and school troubles.
I hate my father. He was abusive and just a general dick. But he has been kicked out of home. Which is just as bad as good i guess.
I also believe I'm going to fail Year 12(this year) and thus not get into Uni because I fail at English. Even if I get A Grades in my other subjects (Physics, Chemistry and the two hardest Maths) I will probably not be accepted.
I have no direction, no goals, no anything in my life, I only want to go to University because it seems to be my only option, and it's what everyone else is doing. I hate just about everything, and though i have friends, I spend most lunchtimes listening to music and ignoring them. I contemplate suicide all the time and find no reasons not to, besides the obvious fact that it will hurt others. I never thought my life would come to this...
THATS NOT THE ANSWER AND YOU NOW IT THERE IS SOMETHING OUT THERE FOR YOU AND IF YOUR GONNA JUST MOPE THAN YOU WILL GO ON WONDERING FOREVER!NOW YOU GET YOUR ASS IN SCHOOL AND YOU LEARN LEARN LEARN THAN YOU GO LIVE LIVE LIVE THAN YOU GO EFFIN LOVE LOVE LOVE DO YOU UNDERSTAND ME YOUR GONNA HATE YOUR SELF EVEN MORE IF YOU END IT ALL!NOW TELL ME WHAT THE HECK ARE YOU GONNA DO DAMMIT!?
That's...that's not how you respond to something like that. Yelling at someone makes them feel like they've done something wrong, which only makes things worse. Ease on the breaks and off the caps.
Brainpalm, I'm sorry to hear about your troubles, but I'm glad to hear that you are taking other people's feelings into acount. I had a friend who committed suicide in late December, and it's one of the worst feelings in the world to suddenly realize that a good friend or family member was in that much pain and never said anything. My thoughts are with you.
OT: In college, I was madly in love with my girlfriend, I would do anything for her, and frequently gave up entire weekends with my other friends to help her through her own emotional issues. When we broke up, and she told me that she had never been happy with me and that I was a controlling asshole, I turned to writing to keep me from going off the deep end, and really wrote quite a bit of stuff I'm very proud of, and have recieved some pretty impressive praise for.
It's been nearly five years since the breakup, and I'm ready to move on. However, I seem to have the habit of falling madly in love with women who see me as a friend, or a brother, or some other purely platonic figure. To make matters worse, I haven't been able to write more than a couple pages in a year and a half, and I have no idea why. I've started filling the gap with excessive amounts of video games, which I know is unhealthy, but I'm having a harder and harder time giving a shit.
