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Nothing hurts more than having everything and still feeling really sad…

i love you i love your smile i love your laugh i love your personality i love your hair (or lack thereof) i love your insecurities i love your accomplishments i love your failures i love your eyes i love your beauty i love your handwriting (or the way you communicate) i love the way you dance i love you on your happy days i love you on your sad days i love you on the days you feel lonely i love you on the days you feel helpless i love you on the days you feel like no one cares i love you on the days you feel forgotten i love you on the days you feel unmotivated i love you on the days you feel loved i love you on the days you feel sick i love you on the days you feel motivated i love you on the days you feel depressed i love you on the days you feel stresses i love you on the days you feel crazy i love you on the days you feel hopeful i love you on the days you feel cuddly i love you on the days you feel clingy i love you on the days you feel amazing i love you on the days you feel beautiful i love you on the days you feel like a failure i love you on the days you feel angry i love you on the days you feel aggressive i love you on the days you feel horrible i love you on the days you feel safe i love you on the days you feel unsafe i love you on the days you feel vulnerable i love you on the days you feel weird i love you on the days you feel ok i love you when you're healthy i love how you sing (or hum or feel the music) i love your taste in music i love your taste in movies i love your taste in TV shows i love the way you move i love the way you act i love you when you cry i love you when you're kind i love you when you're mean i love you when you're alone i love you when you can't feel i love you when you feel too much i love you when you can't take life anymore i love you when you feel like it's too much i love you when you're asleep i love you when you have nightmares i love you when you have dreams i love how you believe i love you when you believe in yourself i love you when you don't believe in yourself i love you when you hate yourself i love you when you love yourself i love the way you think i love you problems i love your solutions i love how you support i love you when you're in pain i love you when you're hurt i love your promises i love your secrets i love your attitude i love you sass i love your creativity i love your voice (or lack thereof) i love you hand gestures i love your stories i love your wounds i love your scars i love your face i love your past i love your future i love your present i love your outfits i love your style i love your art i love your honesty i love you when you lie i love you when you're tired i love you when you're energetic i love how you look i love how you cook i love you when you're adventurous i love you when you're scared i love your imperfections i love your perfections i love you when you worry i love you when you talk (or communicate) i love your opinions i love you when you have a headache i love you when you have a stomach ache i love you when you help others i love you when you need help i love you when you're mature i love you when you're immature i love you in the hard times i love you in the easy times i love you when life is meh i love you when you're responsible i love you when you're irresponsible i love you when you fight i love you in your darkest moments i love you in your brightest moments i love your heart i love you in the day i love you in the night i love you at midnight i love you at 3 am i love you at all times i love you at your best i love you at your worst i love the little things you do i love all of you i love you when you're you i love 𝙮𝙤𝙪. From the stranger on the internet please spread the word, my beautiful strangers.

Crazy how people on here can understand us better than our own parents.

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I had depression for months, sometimes real bad adn sometimes quasi-unotisable (like if i were just daydreaming) but I'm in one of the worst time, i might even got schizofrenia from my depression : I feel observed nons-top, I'm jsut creating scenarios in my head to make me feel loved by a imaginary being,yeah my parent don't show me affection/love, they ask me to show them some when they aren't doing well, they never help me when I' m down, they just complain at me, i can't show them who i really am, my whole life isn't mine, it's tehe one of the character i made of me, I can't even show my true self (like <wh oi genuenly am, not that I'm like super strong and all), I wil lbe hated and all. I'm palying the role of the annoying guy i nthe friend group, even tho in reality I'm the quiet kid.$ To say it hoenstly, I'm leaning a new languages m(y third one, whihc i have been gifted for that, in compensation of beign shit at everything else), jusst to live in said contry (japan in my case) to be away from my family that don't care about me, recently my motehr even said taht she will let my brother live longer whit them after his majority, unlike me who will prob leave at age 18 Seriously, worst part of all my big bro said taht to me, and he felt bad for me, I konw he ins't sincere at all, just pity also for me schizo, It's at the point (don't know if it's bad or not) where I just imagine that I acutally have a L O V I N G girlfriend that speaks to me when I'm nto a at school and i aimgine cuddling her during my sleep, I konw this will frick up even more my metnal health but if i don't think about me being loved (even tho i'm not) It will be eve nwors there are two reason why i'm not dead yet : -don't know what's after death -If i survie a few extra yare, i MIGHT be out of this hell seriosuly, i could even try my best and be called useless (i have good grades, expect in the hardest calsses, were they're above average, not really good so my parents calls me an idiot) I can't do it anymore

Im sorry mom. I didn't mean to make you cry. Im really sorry. I swear seeing you cry in front of me is my biggest fear and knowing the reason is bcuz of me is so painful. I'm sorry. You deserve better daughter not me.

Im a man so i cant cry but when im alone i can cry without people knowing and if they see me happy they dont know that im dying inside and no one to talk to when im sad its ok if no one thinks im good not good enough idk i think i need help or something i have friends but i always think they dont like me bc im fat and ugly im trying to be good enough for my perents but idk how im so useless

just need to put this somewhere (potential tw?)>> i always feel guilty for feeling upset about something good happening to my siblings because i know I'll be compared to them. And then i become burnt out, sabotage myself, and get mentally worse, but feel too guilty if i want to explain it to someone. Its never even big things now, and i feel like ill never truly get better unless im dead. Idk if its dumb or even if other people relate to this.

I need somewere to vent, but I want to be listened to.

I wish someone showed that they loved me.

I forgot how to cry at this point

Me Gusta tu ❤❤❤❤❤❤🎉🎉

I wonder how many people are listening to this while reading the comments. Having no one to talk to. Just crying alone.

My friend mylie is fake bc I played with my friend but she got mad and I like alcoholic friends(:

I can’t even talk to them without getting yelled at or scolded. if i get upset about my brothers getting attention, i’m selfish. if i cry, i’m a baby. if i make a decent point, i’m talking back

Qué horas son, mi corazón? Te lo dije bien clarito Permanece a la escucha Permanece a la escucha Doce de la noche en La Habana, Cuba Once de la noche en San Salvador, El Salvador Once de la noche en Managua, Nicaragua Me gustan los aviones, me gustas tú Me gusta viajar, me gustas tú Me gusta la mañana, me gustas tú Me gusta el viento, me gustas tú Me gusta soñar, me gustas tú Me gusta la mar, me gustas tú ¿Qué voy a hacer?, je ne sais pas ¿Qué voy a hacer?, je ne sais plus ¿Qué voy a hacer?, je suis perdu ¿Qué horas son, mi corazón? Me gusta la moto, me gustas tú Me gusta correr, me gustas tú Me gusta la lluvia, me gustas tú Me gusta volver, me gustas tú Me gusta marihuana, me gustas tú Me gusta Colombiana, me gustas tú Me gusta la montaña, me gustas tú Me gusta la noche (me gustas tú) ¿Qué voy a hacer?, je ne sais pas ¿Qué voy a hacer?, je ne sais plus ¿Qué voy a hacer?, je suis perdu ¿Qué horas son, mi corazón? Doce, un minuto Me gusta la cena, me gustas tú Me gusta la vecina, me gustas tú (Radio Reloj) Me gusta su cocina, me gustas tú (una de la mañana) Me gusta camelar, me gustas tú Me gusta la guitarra, me gustas tú Me gusta el reggae, me gustas tú ¿Qué voy a hacer?, je ne sais pas ¿Qué voy a hacer?, je ne sais plus ¿Qué voy a hacer?, je suis perdu ¿Qué horas son, mi corazón? Me gusta la canela, me gustas tú Me gusta el fuego, me gustas tú Me gusta menear, me gustas tú Me gusta La Coruña, me gustas tú Me gusta Malasaña, me gustas tú Me gusta la castaña, me gustas tú Me gusta Guatemala, me gustas tú ¿Qué voy a hacer?, je ne sais pas ¿Qué voy a hacer?, je ne sais plus ¿Qué voy a hacer?, je suis perdu ¿Qué horas son, mi corazón? ¿Qué voy a hacer?, je ne sais pas ¿Qué voy a hacer?, je ne sais plus ¿Qué voy a hacer?, je suis perdu ¿Qué horas son, mi corazón? ¿Qué voy a hacer?, je ne sais pas ¿Qué voy a hacer?, je ne sais plus ¿Qué voy a hacer?, je suis perdu ¿Qué horas son, mi corazón? ¿Qué horas son, mi corazón? ¿Qué horas son, mi corazón? ¿Qué horas son, mi corazón? ¿Qué horas son, mi corazón? ¿Qué horas son, mi corazón? Cuatro de la mañana A la bin, a la ban, a la bin-bon-bam A la bin, a la ban, a la bin-bon-bam Obladí obladá obladí-da-da A la bin, a la ban, a la bin-bon-bam Radio reloj Cinco de la mañana No todo lo que es oro brilla Remedio chino e infalible

Life fucking sucks, why should I even try when it all ends eith death? I've seen so much fucking abuse, I've been abused, my mom have been abused, I can't fucking handle it, I cry every night, I've been mentally abused so much, I've been duicidal almost all my fucking life, and I'll commit it sooner or later, idk if this is the last comment ever, but seriously, "positivity" of life doesn't exist anymore

Why am I like that?.

Do you ever just reach the point where you're so hurt and tired and you want to do nothing but curl up into a ball and cry but you just can't? It's like you're so hurt that you've completely run out of tears to cry even tho you haven't let anything out in so long. I want to just let it all out but I've bottled it up for so long that I don't know how to let it out without hurting other people that care about me

When parents don’t understand Overstimulation and sensory overloads 👌

Love this song😭😭

I love you..💔

Sometimes I like to stick my head out of the window, letting the wind wipe my tears away because there is no one else in this world that would ever do it for me.

My dad just got in a fight with me. Said he wanted to go on a walk with me, but I had ran around all day. Told him no, he was pissed. He pushed me and guilt tripped me, but I stood my ground.He comes home, and tells me that he doesn't want to do my hair for tomorrow (Mind you I can't do my hair very well). I don't yell at him, I don't argue. I simply nod and go upstairs. For the past hour, I tried to learn how to do my hair, did my best. Hopefully this is fine for tomorrow. He comes upstairs, doesn't say a single thing. I start chatting with my mom (she's in anpther country rn cuz of my grandma got injured. My dad is in a fight with her too.), he calls me, I decline because I couldn't talk with him. He calls again, I decline. I hear his loud stomping to my room, he comes in, glares at me and my phone and leaves, slamming the door shut. After finsihing my call, I go to him and he asks if I' sleeping with him tonight (since my mom isn't here, I sleep with him). I tell him no. He starts a whole guilt tripping lecture. I nod, and leave. He calls me again. I enter his room again. Another lecture on how I'm like my mom, and how he gave up his like for me and I don't care. I nod. In my room right now, I'l be walking to school and back, packing my food, making my good, doig my hair. Everything he's suppose to help with as a mature parent. This is my father. I can not argue with him. If you have a similar problem like me, I'm so sorry. Listen to music, cry if you'd like. Go to sleep. Do not end your life, do not cut. You can leave one day, make that day come quickly. You can do this, I feel like someone is staddijg my back, but I'll push through it. They say as a teenager you like your friends, yes. Yes I do, not because they gove me drugs and do sexual things, but because my parents act more immature and I act like their babysitter. I'll be free, someday.

My last comment because im gonna commit later just bc i can>.< I have cried all my tears, all that is left is anger. People dont cry because they are weak, its because they have been strong for to long. When a child is punished for they're honesty they begin to lie. You save everyone, but who saves you. Poor little boy/girl still waiting for her happy ending. Do you ever sit back and realize your not anybodys favourite person, your just kinda there and then you get the sudden urge to distance urself and chill alone.

still lately i begin to shit for NO REASON AT ALLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLL FOR NO REASON AT ALLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLL FOR NO REASON AT ALLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLL FOR NO REASON AT AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAALLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLL

I tend to imagine all my emotions turning into hell fire. It's gotten pretty bad, to the point of having trouble breathing from it for a few seconds. Fun

My parents always helps me out of everything so…..sometimes I just want to know how it is wean my parents would hate me…but at the same time I don’t want to know how it would feel wean they hate…😢

My parents love me.. but I don’t ask them for anything. I feel like they are horrible sometimes even tho all my friends think they are so cool and not strict. They aren’t strict but they don’t hang out with me much. At my mom’s house I’m in my room all the time cause she is always hanging out by herself or with my younger sister. And at my dad’s he works almost all day and when he gets back he plays video games with his friends then sleeps. I’m always calling a friend.. I have depression, anxiety, HORRIBLE asthma. And ect that I don’t wanna get into cause I’m too lazy to.

As a Mexican,this is my FAVORITE SPANISH SONG🇲🇽

It's really worse when you are tired of being strong for long and wanna cry but not a single tear would come out.

¿Què voy a hacer?,Je ne sais plus ¿Què voy a hacer?, Je ne sais plus ¿Què voy a haver?, Je ne sais plus ¿Què horas son, mi corazòn? me gusta la moto, mi gustas tù

I like to hug. I hug people to support them and show love. But no one hugged me when I needed it most. When I cry, everyone stays silent and does nothing. My life sucks. family problems, bullying (both teachers and classmates), loneliness, violence, psychological pressure… I wish someone would hug me with love.

I try to be a better person, I really do, but, my past mistakes come back to haunt me when I get judged and looked at like I'm lying, I promise, I'm a good person, I am, I really am. I'm trying, I'm trying, I'm trying! I'm not the person I used to be, I swear. Don't look at me like I'm bad, please...

What sucks is you know they do actually try. It hurts even more knowing that, that they could never fully understand what we actually feel and go through

It’s kinda sad I’m here..

my parents hurt my heart sometimes, my father want to see me suffering with math tests.

This song makes me remember my best life experiences with the people I love and was glad to meet❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤

«You’re sooo gifted” I wish I was u cuz everything’s easy for u” Just because I’m good at it does not mean I enjoy it. I stopped doing homework, I stopped putting effort in my classes, and I have no reason at all,like I have loving parents, great living conditions and my friends are ok, but there’s still something missing, I got consumed by the internet pretty quickly and after COVID 19 I’ve just had half of my life there, and right now I miss the time I was a kid,I had fun on the trampoline,we gathered the whole class with the bikes, and I had the time of my life , now I feel like I’m going down this sick roller coaster that never turns up and I feel that I don’t serve a purpose anymore, I haven’t thought about getting therapy cuz I feel ill get depicted as depressed and I don’t want too, I just want a break,, from this hole that never fills up, from all the things I do thinking it’s helping, from hiding away my emotions, I’m afraid of being called an attention seeker which I probably am, I’m afraid of falling off, I want to be the guy they talk nice about, I want to be the guy with the perfect life, but I’m still in the middle, watching everybody get the hang of this, while I still watch, knowing I’ll never be as good as them, I’m afraid of being the annoying kid, the kid that gets talked bad about,, the kid that is left behind to die and rot, , I sometimes wish I was never born cuz the world were living through is pure hell, I remember pushing my own crush to confess to the guys she crushed on, cuz she shared it all with me, I was filled with happiness knowing she trusted me but filled with sadness knowing I’m not the one, the one she loves, I wish I could disappear, never existing, like I’m still a kid. Fuck this, i can’t do this, goodbye… Above me is a lil’ note I left in my room in case I decided to end it all, I’m getting better now. :D I kind wrote this piece after piece so sorry if it does not make sense. Whoever’s reading this: You are loved :D ∩∩ ♡ i will always be ( . .̫ . ) here for supporting 〃 ∩ ◜◝U-U◜◝ and loving you .. ⊂ ⌒ ( 。・ ㉨ ・ ) ヽ _ つ＿/￣￣￣/ 　 　 ＼/＿＿＿/

Migz❤nag i love you so FB dirfd

JESUS IS COMING REPENT

How can you live normally with the fact of knowing your child at 12 up to now wanted to no longer be here because of your fault?….I will never understand. I try saying “what if I was a parent?” And still if my child would’ve said something to me I would’ve changed for them.

sitting in the corner , alone and depressed wanting to cry her heart out but even if she does, would anyone care or console her? the thought of her lonely life makes her tears to fall continuously, questioning herself what is she ? may be once a crazy dreamer who was filled with passion and love for the world, she worked hard ...very hard . its more like she worked harder to just hear "I AM PROUD OF YOU" from her parents, and for that she did all she could, she even gave up on her dream and became what they wanted her to be just to see a smile on their face but now all she get is "YOUR ARE USELESS" ....the statement she never even wanted in worst nightmares ...if she is so worthless then where did all her blood, sweat and sacrifice go? all shez left now with is the past she sacrificed, the dreams she gave up on ,emotional abuse and the most precious "worthless" tag by her own parents.. now shez just a broken soul with no hope and wish to live ...all she want is to ask them once before she dies "EVERYTIME I TRIED NY BEST TO PROVE MYSLEF AND TO BECOME A PERFECT DAUGHTER , BUT HAVE YOU EVER EVEN PUT THE SLIGHTEST EFFORT TO BE MY PARENTS ?"

My moms dead and my dad just kicked me out told me I’ve never been the son he ever wanted from berth and told me he wished my mom went through with the plan b

my parents don’t get it. my mom doesn’t like me, and my dad used to like me. my mom tells me how big of a mistake i am, and how she wishes she never had me. but my dad used to say that’s not true, until yesterday. my parents argue a lot and claim they are just trying to fix there marriage but it doesn’t seem that way. my mom always tells me ‘i can’t always be there to raise you’ yet she raises my brother pretty well. when i tell my mom about a secret that is going on she just tells my brother and dad, my brother picks on me for my body weight, body hair, and basically everything about me. my mom tells me i need to loose weight and start helping around the house when i do a lot to help, mean while my brother doesn’t do anything. i kinda wish i didn’t exist right now because im a good kid and do everything i can to help others.

my best friend, the only person who has ever understood me, she recently went to a mental hostbital after trying to end her life... i purposely got my self expelled from school bc without her, i couldn't handle it... my nana is dying....without my bsf i dont know how to live. I've been thinking about all the people who would be happier if i was gone forever..... these thoughts have been in my head for about a month... about 2 months ago i got over depression, but now that she's gone its back, i thought i was getting better but i guess not. i try to not think about it but at night its impossible to sleep, i havent slept in over 4 days and the days i do get rest its no longer than an hour..... my family always thinks im happy, but thats because i have to bottle up all of my emotions and hide them or i get questioned.... im not sure why im still here, mabey its because i hope that one day my bsf will come back, that cant be it..... i already know she wont come back.... i just wish i could see her agian, ive cried myself to sleep a few times,,, the mental hostbital said her deppresion is getting worse... i read everyone elses comments and i hope you all get better..... since im still here i guess in life there are things good enough to live for? even if we dont know what they are, i guess thats why we r still here.....? im not sure but thats probably why you are able to be reading this right now, love yourself, go talk to someone you trust... it doesnt have to be family.... just be open to some one (not saying im going to open up bc the one person i could talk to was sent away. but you should talk to some one....) music i sthe one thing me and my bsf used to do together to stay the slightest bit happy..... now its the only thing i have (im 12 incase you were wondering, and the fact a stranger understands my feeling is insane bc my parent just sit there acting like no have no reason to cry..)

Sometimes I'm scared for myself... I am starting to develop social anxiety, and I can see it. I just don't bring it up because I'm scared people wont take me seriously... My parents don't understand why my grades drop or why I've stopped smiling lately, and I want to tell them so bad. But the single time I came to them to tell them something... "Why?" "Are you sure?" *Side eyes me intensely* so, yeah.... sorry for the vent, just kinda been down lately and needed to let it out... Hope you all are okay!

Издеваешься....😂

Yo con tsukasa❤

Im the youngest in the family, aka the “problem child” I want to kill myself but I’m too afraid to do so but then I remember that my family is better off without me… maybe one’s day I can get the courage to kill myself… just not right now