Next playlist will have time stamps, thanks to @WowAPotato and @RennTheTurtleMann for providing the time stamps for this video I am extremely grateful for the effort and time that went into creating the time stamps!!! ❤🫂💕
To any parents here, don’t just tell your children you love them. Hold them. Play catch with your son, braid your daughter’s hair. Leave them notes in their lunch boxes. Take them fishing. Cuddle up on the couch. And, please, please listen to them, or they will become a stranger like I did.
Sometimes things change that you haven't realized yet. I used to think it wouldn't get better. But slowly, over time, I realized that things were better. I just hadn't realized it for awhile. Sometimes it feels like things are always going to be the same. But that's okay too, either way things are going to happen.
the aspect that has gotten better is that you guys are more mature now, and that you can appreciate how much you have learned and progress during all you've been through. It just takes a moment of introspection to realize that you are not the same people as before, see it in a positive and also realistic way, but let that positivity be the main engine of your introspection. Maybe things hasnt gotten better, but you have.
I have been through a lot of childhood trauma. I was isolated when i was a child and have so many issues with my father. These playlists make me relive my childhood the way I should of had it. I appreciate these playlist, it gives me so much comfort knowing that other people understand what I went through. Its sad that i am more open about my trauma on the internet than my family. they just get so uncomfortable so I stopped opening uo.
@@midnightfoxy3026 I'm so sorry you went through that...I want you to know that my channel is a safe space your feelings are valid and you are loved. Please know you are always welcome to vent here in my channels comment sections❤️
( Every single timestamp, genuinely took me so long, enjoy :D) 0:13 ~ Nocturne In E-Flat major - Frédéric Chopin, Bo 1:06 ~ We see you opal - Jack Stauber, Adult Swim Smalls 1:46 ~ Hi - Temporex 2:56 ~ 迷子の廃園 - Kikuo / Maigo no haien 3:56 ~ Warm Nights - Xori 5:37 ~ Snow World - yume nikki ost 6:34 ~ Clair de lune remix - Will Borders 8:20 ~ Lost Library - Omori 9:36 ~ Deep Swim - Windows96 13:14 ~ The Waltz You Saved For Me - Wayne King and His Orchestra 16:21 ~ Dial Tone - Toby Fox 17:06 ~ ゆめのはじまり - Kikiyama / Start of YUMENIKKI 18:06 ~ Cruel - Mercy Necromancy 20:26 ~ It's all in your head - Dandelion Hands 22:08 ~ White Space - Omori 22:51 ~ Ash (Instrumental) - Boys Age 23:57 ~ Placid Waltz - Reece Moseley 25:40 ~ Playing Forever - Omori 27:23 ~ Wave of regret - carrot113 29:00 ~ Memoir #2 - May Roosvelt 29:42 ~ Save screen (ゆめにっき) - yume nikki ost 30:42 ~ Tonight you belong to me (1956 version) - Patience and Prudence 32:34 ~ A Burning Memory - Reece Moseley 33:59 ~ you smell of dead flowers - vslush 35:37 ~ The Lobotomy - Maebi 36:45 ~ Trauma - Maebi 38:01 ~ Answering Machine - Ruby Haunt 43:09 ~ A faint signal - Infinity frequencies 44:59 ~ Bumblebees are out - Jack Stauber 45:31 ~ Numbers - Temporex 47:37 ~ We don't have many days - The Caretaker 51:08 ~ All that follows is true - The Caretaker 54:40 ~ Lullaby Waltz - Fnaf 2/Music Box 55:31 ~ 64 little white things - Cake Bake Betty 57:36 ~ Baby Hotline - Jack Stauber 1:02:27 ~ Body Terror Song - AJJ 1:05:06 ~ Misery Meat - Sodikken 1:06:10 ~ Browser history - Graham Kartna 1:08:31 ~ Strawberry Guy - Mrs Magic 1:11:59 ~ Bubblegun - Jack Stauber 1:12:57 ~ School Rooftop - hisohkah 1:14:21 ~ Memo Boy - Brian is the most beautiful I've seen a lot of people ask "What song is this?" So for your answer, here you go I'm helping you ( Credits to RennTheTurtleMann for original timestamps for the first few!! ) Also in the description there is a Spotify playlist with some of the songs C:
My, my. So many poor souls with terrible experiences. No child or person in general should ever go through this. This is terrible. I hope you all have a healthy recovery. I love you all, just remember that
i apologize for venting in the comments. trigger warning: s*lf harm when i was about 9 years old, i began hurting myself by slamming my head against lockers and hard objects. i didn't understand why i did such actions, but as i grew older and older, the urge to inflict more harm grew as i turned 10 years old. i began seeking ways to make myself either bruised or bleed even from the slightest blunt/sharp object i could find. i reached middle school, a school that wasn't great. there were a lot of people who made fun of someone for doing something that was deemed weird or strange to other people. it was normalized. my art class had box cutters, and since i sat behind the class, i picked up the box cutters and began the usual thing ive been doing since childhood. it got so addictive to the point i became obsessed over harming myself. for every wrong thing i did, i'd pick up a knife or something that can scratch my skin and scar. it felt good. something to release my mind from the stress. it's better than having to relive a memory you've blocked from your childhood years that have scarred you. i hope one day i make a slip-up and cut an artery and die peacefully. and pray that my partner doesn't find out.
I hope you get better, sorry if this sounds f*cked up but reading that was kinda comforting, ive also been self harming since around that age and yeah it just feels kinda freeing like finally I have the control over my body and I can do what I want to it.
You know? I was a happy child. I have best parents ever. I have everything. And that's why I always feel like my problems are not valid. I've always thougt there was something wrong with me as a kid. I was too emotional, I always felt like I don't fit in, always felt like no kid wanted to be friends with me, always felt like other kids had something that I don't. Always had problems with communication. Always felt like I am worse than anyone. And no one understood me. That's my main trauma I guess. Then, there was the next thing. When I was 9, my cousin kind of... touched me in a not really appropriate way. I didn't understand what happened as a kid, but now I am so disgusted, especially when I see him... I wish I could tell my family, but I can't. And there are so many things I want to tell my parents. And they are so understanding and kind, but... You know? They just ignore some things. For example, when I say that I am insecure or anxious, the'd always say "just don't be like that". Sometimes I just want them to hug me and tell me that they are proud of me. Sometimes I wish they could accept my negative emotions, too. But I always feel guilty for these emotions, because I love my parents and I don't want them to feel like they were not enough. Having so much guilt inside you is so hard sometimes... Uh, yeah, this was very random tbh. By the way, the playlist is very cool, good job! I like it a lot
You’re valid. It doesn’t matter if some things may be “better” than it is for other people. You’re still going through things and that matters, it matters A LOT. I’m so sorry that all of this is going on, please hang in there, you are loved
Usually I feel weird about venting on a playlist from years ago But now I don't feel weird and late!1!1!1 Alrighty, I don't wanna get all personal or anything, so here's this: When I was a kid (7-10), my parents refused to let me go outside unless I cleaned my room. Me being the stubborn child I was, I didn't listen to them and just stayed inside. Once I had moved houses (10-12), I started becoming really depressed. I'd go longer without sleep, I was always quiet and tired (physically, emotionally), I barely ate on the weekends. Even when given the chance to go out somewhere nice and eat something, I refused to go outside. I then became more and more "addicted" to my devices, interacting less with my family. My depression and suicidal thoughts began in Autumn, it ended when it became Spring. And now it's Fall again, everything feels meaningless and I don't wanna socialize much. This is when I realized that I might have seasonal depression. But I'm doing alright ^_^ (for now lol)
bro, I just read another comment, I was literally trying to think of something original that happened to me that I could vent about. I've so far seen 2 that I can relate to 💀👍
I'm really sorry.. I clicked on this playlist to see what it was like. I really hope you get better, and please don't commit. It's a permanent solution to a temporary problem. I love you pooks
You get so totally all of my respect for the discalimer in the beginning, that traumacore is not an aethestic and actually something people need to live with
Timestamps because ive seen people in these comments asking for songs :3 (i'll update as i find out what each song is, ? means i'm not 100% sure also feel free to reoly with any songs and timestamps you know of :D) 0:14 - Nocturne in E-flat major (?) 1:06 - We see you opal - Jack stauber Adult Swim 1:46 - Hi - Temporex 2:55 - 迷子の廃園 - Kikuo (Maigo No Haien - Kikuo) 3:56 - Warm Nights - Xori 5:37 snow world - yume nikki ost (Thanks to debesteflower for this one) 6:34 Clair de lune remix - Will Borders 8:20 Lost Library - omori
Gosh, this is one of my favorite playlists. I had a lot of traumas and needs as a kid. I was always alone at recess and was constantly bullied at school. In addition, I have a narcissistic mother and a philandering father. At the age of seven, I was already doing housework, taking care of my sister and feeding my mother in bed while she watched her social media twenty-four hours a day (she did nothing and pretended to be depressed). This playlist makes me remember the few good times I've had and makes me forget that I'm not educated. I haven't studied for four years and I feel like an ignoramus. I've always wanted to live like in American movies: a happy and hardworking father, a loving and homely mother, me studying and getting the best grades, a big and clean house, and always having a new year and a happy birthday (I'm only 16)
Vent? I'm not passing that down! ^^ is anyone else out there hiding every bit of emotion, craving comfort, terrified of other people to the point your now realizing you've been making yourself the "dangerous" kid just to protect yourself from your own mindset? Also realizing you've hurt so many other just out of fear but everyone else just sees you doing that because you wanna be "cool" or "I'm not like others"? Yeah me too, hope you get better.
I was so “privileged” They Said, growing up. Getting gifts and money meant that no matter how little attention I got, I’d always be fine. Unrestricted internet access leading to being desensitized to g0r3 unwillingly ,growing addicted to sh at the ripe age of 7, and getting into online abusive relationships. Due to suspected neurodivergency, I got bullied all of middle school by people pretending to be my friend for years, and because that was practically the only social interaction I got during that time, I pushed everyone out and still sometimes close myself off to everyone including my close friends thinking that everyone was faking it. That nothing was real. I’m still a cynical nihilist and have zero hopes and dreams. I’m in Highschool and only recently learned that what I went through was trauma by definition and from a psychiatrist. I never knew that existed because everyone always described my life as privileged. But you know, music helps a lot. So thank you for this so I can get my jig on instead of thinking about reality‼️
It's those of us who dont speak. That have seen the truly unspeakable. Peace be with you from now on fellow traveler. From a fellow struggling stranger. See you in the next life kind soul.
I don't think I have any trauma(?) But these playlists are as comforting as when I slept between my parents as a little kid. I relate to this, but also kind of don't? . . . what is happening
TW: Self harm, attempted suic!de, abuse. When was around 10, I started to self harm. Although, I didn't do it because I hoped to one day bleed out, or anything like that. It felt like a punishment that I deserved. I used to use a brush with sharp bristles and hit it against my arms or legs until i bled, or used the dull blade of a scissor. That time of my life I was at my lowest so far, I genuinely felt like I was an awful burden and I wouldn't ever amount to anything, mostly because of my mother. It eventually became so bad that I'd start scratching my skin away with a mechanical pencil in school, which led to a visit to the counselor's office. I still remember what she told me 'Things'll get better, don't worry.' 'It'll be our little secret'. She told my mother the next day, despite me telling her what my mother would say or do to me. Things got worse from there. My mom would lock me out of the house, make me sit outside the car in a public place for long periods of time, or physical discipline. She's also threatened to drink herself to death or overdose on her medication. I once attempted to because I couldn't take it anymore. My mom hasn't improved in the years, but luckily she's mostly forgotten (or at least won't bring up) that incident. I'll be glad when I'm able to move out.
Sorry about adding onto this. A lot of the times I felt my trauma wasn't valid, mostly because I knew from a very young age that a lot of other people were going through much, much worse than I. Most of the time I played the emotional support, the one who never cried or lost their temper because of something. I think I've only cried infront of people other than my mom twice. I remember my mother would just shout at me to 'stop crying', or 'stop being a crybaby'. I learned that it was easier to bottle everything up than to express it, because I feared punishment.
@@sammiches9492 no such thing as trauma being "invalid", different people respond to awful situations in different ways and some things just stick with people and really hurt, especially if they happened at a younger age, nobody should have to deal with such pressure, spite, and hopelessness as a literal child
Dear stranger, As I observe the world around me, I am struck by the extraordinary beauty that radiates from your spirit, casting a gentle glow that warms even the coldest of moments. Your compassion and kindness seem to ripple through the lives of those fortunate enough to cross your path. I want to take a moment to acknowledge the immense challenges and struggles you have faced; I can only imagine the weight they bear on your heart. You are truly worthy of profound love and unwavering support. I hold onto the hope that you will discover the inner strength to navigate through these turbulent times, ultimately finding a path toward swift and complete recovery. The world, in all its complexity, is undeniably enriched by your presence, and I eagerly look forward to the day when you are restored, thriving, and sharing your light with the world once more. Don't leave the world, I am proud and care for you. With warm regards, Anonymous
Plz lmk if this happens to anyone else 🙏: Specific songs or melodies makes me feel so hard and cry without being able to hold it back. When u hear that specific song, that feeling burns in ur chest, it sends shivers thru upper body, it makes its way to your throat just in time for you to feel that urge to cry in ur jaw. It's really weird but cool, bcz the vibrations of the melodies can definitely be felt thru your heart, You'll feel it when u find the right song for u ❤
I mean, Everything is okay? but I cant help but feel like its all going to fall apart soon. I feel so dumb no matter what, when I dont worry about the future, i feel reckless, and when I do, I feel like i am overthinking and preventing myself from enjoying the moment Everything and anything seems to be working in harmony to ruin everythihg, even the good moments feel like they're to distract me from real problems. Im too paranoic, i know it, and I hate it, but I just simply cant stop doing it, fear is the only thing that ever drives me forward, not ever hope or happiness, always just fear, fear of the tomorrow, fear of the consequences, fear of how other people may act and think, when I stop to look at any aspect of my life, i will always find it to be deeply rooted in paranoia and angst. I guess, I just kind of wish I could have been born a little better so things didnt need to be like this.
Oh. Oh I feel you. I’m in the exact same spot. I mean, I’m not afraid of what others think but I have many fears that I just can’t shake, some are dumb fears like bugs, others are fears that seem too realistic yet irrational at the same time, such as my mom potentially having…interest in me. I wish you the best of luck on your journey.
we're actually same , I always thought bout that future , the one that im scared with coz i can feel that it wont get better at all, even though I tried myself to get better, I always felt like I was not good enough, I keep comparing myself with ppl around me , thinking they're so lucky, they living a better life without worrying about financial things.
Omori mentioned yaaaaaayyyyyyyyy🎉🎉🎉 This comforts me in such a weird way I dunno, I’m not feeling good rn I’m tempted to do something I shouldn’t. That’s such a nice playlist, tyyy!!!
I do not have any trauma but to the people who listen to this having trauma I hope you recover from that trauma and live a very fulfilling and happy life. I only listen to this playlist cuz I like the music tbh though I hope thats okay ^_________^
10:01 you have no idea how long ive been trying to find this song. THREE YEARS!! Thank you so much, this song means so much to me i was so upset when i lost it!
U don’t have to respond, but I am here for u. And you are a great person. I subscribed to your channel, I hope you get better. Even though I’m a stranger you can talk to me, I’ll listen:)) but if you don’t that’s ok.
I never felt how it was to have a loving parent figure. Or to even be loved. My father was absent and my mother too, they both divorced before I even had any conscience. My older sister tried to take the role, but she was a kid too after all. While my brother was just a few months older than me, he couldn't do much anyways. All the friends I ever made ended up leaving soon, I had several moments in my life where I was left to my own devices. I am grateful to atleast have a best friend that makes me smile in the present, but it doesn't dissapear the days where I just feel like I have a void that I will never be able to fill up. Sometimes I wonder if this life is a punishment for my previous one, I wonder what kind of things I have done to not deserve any kind of love.
An innocent soul does not deserve the punishment of a dark soul. You do not deserve this. Whatever happened in your past life, was not you. This is not your punishment, it is theirs.
Just wanted to say.. I'm proud of you when you wake up I'm proud of you when you brush your hair I'm proud of you when you smile I'm proud of you when you don't overthink I'm proud of you when you don't say your ugly I'm proud of you when you don't say your fat I'm proud of you when you clean your self I'm proud of you when you don't self-harm I'm not proud of you when you don't wake up I'm not proud of you when you don't brush your hair I'm not proud of you when you don't smile I'm not proud of you when you overthink I'm not proud of you when you say your ugly I'm not proud of you when you say your fat I'm not proud of you when you don't clean your self I'm not proud of you when you self-harm Stay happy my friend, i love you
I don’t know if I can even classify my shit as trauma bc idk if it traumatized me, like idk how to explain it. I know what happened to me was fucked and it really fucked me up as a kid and sometimes I still think about it and it sucks but it doesn’t affect my daily life like it isn’t “I can’t do anything I feel so bad” it’s more of I just feel like “I feel like shit and I want to die but I’m not gonna bc that would suck so I’ll just deal with it”. I act like a child now, and I don’t know how to stop. I remember as a kid I was allowed childish things, I was allowed to be that kid, but I didn’t. I don’t know, I felt weird as a kid. I remember for a few years (7-10) or something, me and a cousin would get gross and sexual. I never really wanted to do it, but he always made me feel like if I didn’t he’d feel bad. And he’d get all upset and I felt like I had to do it with him. So I sort of just always did. It wasn’t as bad as a lot of peoples SA’s, it was just something I chose to do so he wouldn’t feel bad. Like I know it was bad, but it’s my fault. I’m the one who did it so I don’t think I even have the right to feel bad. Anyway, I remember feeling disgustingly “grown up”. Like I was “too mature” to be a kid, so I was always in that mindset of “I’m not a kid. You don’t get to be childish”. I think part of it was probably because of the shit I did with that cousin. I don’t know. But now that I’m older, I can’t stop myself from acting like a little kid. I’m immature, I’m hyper fixated on dumb fucking cartoons and kids shows, I can’t even watch shows that have sexual themes because it makes me feel “grown up”. I don’t know what’s wrong with me, but whenever I think back on it I get shaky. Idk why I’m even venting in a comment section, I never do, but idk I guess I just need a place to put the things in my head. Sorry I’m writing so much, I doubt anyone will even read it. But anyway I might as well continue; I have this one very distinct memory of my dad hitting me. Just the one time, he never did it before and he never did it after. I can’t even remember what it was about, but I remember getting hit and sent to my room. I probably deserved it, I used to argue with my mom a lot as a kid so it’s probably about that. He never beat me or anything, he wasn’t physically abusive, but he hit me that one time. It’s not even abuse really, but idk it just makes me feel weird inside when I think back on it. I know I’m just being overly sensitive but it’s true. This doesn’t even count as trauma, but my family used to constantly fucking argue. My mom got most of it from my dad, he’d yell and yell and be so nasty to her. Sometimes I wished they’d gotten a divorce, for her sake really. Once my brother was older, my dad would shout at him too. Then later at me, and then my grandma once she moved it. See, I live my dad, and he’s not a bad person. B ur I remember hating being around him so fucking much as a kid because he’d make me feel so shitty. He didn’t insult us, he would just be mad. I remember crying to sleep most nights as a kid, I felt like life was never going to be okay. Nobody believes me when I say it; but k remember being like 4 in preschool, and I just hated myself. I hated everything. Sometimes i feel like i still do. I remember being this little girl, (I’m a guy now) and I was always around my big brother and my cousin (same cousin who SA’d me). I remember feeling horrible, I felt like I wasn’t meant to be that little girl. I wanted so badly to be like my brother and cousin, I was a little 5 year old girl and wished I was a boy. Now I’m one now, well not biologically but at least identifying as one. I HATED being a little girl, I hated how I got treated as a girl, I hated how I was so different looking than my brother and cousin. I was a kind of chubby kid, and throughout most of middle school and high school I was too. I fucking hated myself. As a 6 year old kid used to search for weight loss plans and try to do them, then I got an eating disorder in later pre teen to teenage years. My shit wasn’t as bad as a lot of people. I just happened to be miserable. I don’t know, I don’t think I even have the right to feel so bad, but I do. I feel horrible. I still feel like that little girl who wanted so badly to change. I remember my best friend, she was… something. She would introduce me to odd sexual things, I hated it. But more so I felt bad for her. She had it rough, she was a lot like me actually. Like almost the exact same except she didn’t want to be a boy. I still love her actually, we hardly talk, we hardly hangout, we hardly even see each other. But I love her. She was a bitch, but she was always there for me. She was rude and manipulative and made me feel insecure. But I can’t just not love her. She’s different now, she’s much nicer. I don’t love her romantically, but she’s still important to me and I do love her. Sometimes I miss being her best friend, even though we’re so different from each other now. Me and her were inseparably as kids, even though the friendship hurt me and was abusive in more ways that I can count. But she was MY best friend. She was the one thing that got to be shared by me and nobody else. I think a lot of how attached I was to her stemmed from the fact we were both insecure little girls who had kind of rough home lives and got pushed into sexual things. We were almost the same. When we were older, say around 9? We were with another friend. I don’t like to think about this other “friend”. But this other friend forced me and my bsf to do some nasty shit. And for once i didn’t feel like it was my fault. This friend physically forced me and my bsf into sexual situations and actions. I HATED it. I still feel gross sometimes. But for so reason it made me feel like I finally had a valid reason to feel awful, I finally had that moment where I couldn’t escape no matter what. Don’t misunderstand me, I hated that it happened, I hated that it happens to my bsf. But it made me feel like finally it wasn’t all in my head. Maybe I’m just fucked up. I don’t know. It sounds “emo” but maybe I’m just broken. But my childhood just seemed.. weird. It was filled with live from plenty of people, I just didn’t like the way they loved me. Well no, I loved how my brother and mom cared for me, they meant everything to me. But I didn’t like how my dad loved me. He was agressive, he wanted for fix everything for me but instead of just talking to me he’d make it worse. I hated my home life but I hated everything else too. I always wished to go home when I was at school, but whenever I was home I wished it felt like “home”. Sorry for rambling on and on and on for so long. Idc if nobody reads this. My life was as bad as others. I have no right to feel so shitty. But I do.
I am nowhere NEAR an expert so please don’t treat this like professional advice, but there is something called ‘micro-traumas’ and you might want to look into it. Also, a lot of your experiences are valid, so no matter what label they fall under, don’t beat yourself up over it. You’re valid :3
everyone's brain handles trauma differently, but I think you might be traumatized for me personally, my mom and dad fought a TON and I was physically and emotionally abused and gaslit by my mom and sometimes my dad. my situation was similar to yours in a way. i used to be the perfect kid, or at least i thought i was. later on i started becoming either too self aware or too little of it. but that trauma over time made me develop ptsd and stuff. so that means maybe in a few months, or even years, you could be affected by that trauma. and you are valid, even if it doesn't affect you that way. also, if your cousin forced you to say "yes" even if you didn't want to, THAT IS SA! especially if it happened while you were little, you were under the age of consent and you didn't consent to that. I'm so so sorry about all of that stuff happening to you. I'm so proud of you, and please don't be sorry.
I dont know how to explain how much I related to this, every single part reminded me of something that happened to me or something i feel (Except the gender identification part). Perfect explanation
Wednesday, October, 9, 2024, was the day they buried a close family member of mine. they took her away from me. i’ll never forgive the driver, i’ll never forgive him for killing an innocent child why were you thinking why did you drink you will never be forgiven by me. you took the best friend i had. she was only a child. at least she’s with her father resting in piece. Love you Jaylah .
i dont know if i have trauma but i used to self harm and had negative childhood expriences. i have ocd and sensory issues. not diagnosed with adhd but my therapist said i probably have it too so ugh. ill just yap in this comment such a nice playlist heheh. and started to take meds but i dont want to. im scared ill be less clean like my parents. i really feel like i should wash my hands four times after touching something bad. i hate it when my feet touch the floor. i HAVE to wear socks all the time. the ground is never clean enough. i will never be clean enough and i know it. we are all dirty. i feel dirty in shower, after shower, in school. i dont like it when my friends touch my arms because their hands are probably not even that clean but i dont say anything when they do because if i do so then ill look like a clean freak. like i am. no yk what im normal. i just care about hygine more other people do. maybe i dont even have ocd and dont need meds. now i sound crazy. why is it so hard to exist? i wish i wasnt human but lmao thatd be so nasty animals are literally so dirty id be crying all the time
Я тоже не люблю грязь, стараюсь как можно меньше пачкать себя и то чего я касаюсь, особенно это актуально где-нибудь не дома, но в большинстве своем я просто стараюсь не думать. Очень сложно поистине НЕ думать о том что тебя беспокоит, но когда у тебя получается ты чувствуешь будто приобрёл супер силы
I love calming music even if they relate to sad or ventful things, just gives it more meaning! remember you are loved, I don't who you are but that's the best thing in here I don't get to judge :) stay safe! I know people don't have the same mentality and others may not understand you the way you do but the best to do is not take yourself away from people, it's best to help them understand than say you don't understand, it's hard to talk but there's always people willing to listen very hard to find but if you really wanna be happy then don't give up! keep lookin'!
seeing all the people venting in the comment makes me so sad, most of you guys' traumas are from a very young age. My parents are awesome, my mom is very trendy and understanding, my dad is so so cool and an excellent cook. My little sister is nice and happy. My friends are always with me My life is perfect, and even though ur childhood or anytime in your life might no be like that, just know that we love you we love you we love you and I love you too
I don’t think I have trauma, but I at least have some sort of depression. But it’s all my own fault, and I have the ability to get rid of it to some degree. This is just what I think, and I know it’s all wrong, but some part of me accepts that it’s all wrong and doesn’t want to get the help to fix it. A part of me seeks for some sort of end to my life, as I chose most of the decisions that got me here. Sometimes I can’t even feel anything anymore, don’t have the effort to do anything, and most of my state is just… slow and dumb. I can barely function. And funnily enough, I almost want it. I almost am to that point where my lowest points are just filled with me, instead of wanting to end all the time, okay with any sort of emotion… it’s almost like every emotion is stabilized, and I feel nothing but one emotion all the time. (When I’m in that state.) I have a manifesto dating back to last year I’ve been writing in, and I talk to friends when I’m in really dire needs, which helps a bit, but it hasn’t changed much in the long term. Thank you for reading, I hope I stay alive :]
so my brother is autistic and he will never recover he beats us sometimes... and my dad is bedridden and he will never recover he has a broken shoulder and broken toe.And my mom works 15 hours a day at a low paying job and I don't even see her during the day (my mom gets about $200 a month and my brother has a $75 pension) and we have no one else to help us.There are always fights and screams in our house. Sometimes my father drinks and doesn't let us home all night... There is no heat in our house and I don't have any friends to play with, sisters or brothers Our house is not repaired. Sometimes I would like to wake up in a beautiful room. *Or die :)*
The Opal song is making me cry, I’m going through a lot right now, I self harm and I think I have a problem with being touched now, I was in the shower and I felt the curtain and freaked out, I think it’s the spiders and my uncle scaring me… I’m hiding it from my mom because I don’t want to deal with having a long talk and it not helping me, I was crying in the shower freaking out and when I got out to put my shirt on I started crying and naming things I hate about myself… one thing I’ve had a problem with for years is my body type, I feel too fat and get sad when I hear people talking about plus sized people in a negative way, I make fun of myself too and I have for years, I’ve been wanting to vent to someone about this for months but had no one I felt I could trust that wouldn’t tell my mom…
I just ran into this and decided to click on it, no story here. This is both calming, sad, and unsettling at the same time, like you accidentally phased through a wall and ended up in a world of mysterious and creepy wonders... I find it pretty interesting you included 2 of the caretaker's EATEOT songs (EATEOT is "Everywhere at the end of time" and was made to encapsulate the feeling of your brain slowly deteriorating and trying to remember the olden days as dementia takes over.)
I know I'm just a little kid and I'm not allowed to go on social medias such as TikTok, but tiktok is one of my coping mechanisms. I've experienced cyber bullying and harassment at school, I lie about my age to prevent cyber bullying in the internet. I can only spend time going at the internet whenever I come back home from school. Sorry if my comment changes topics too much, I'm not good at communicating.
Your communication is perfect friend, don't worry about it. I'm really sorry for what you've been through and hope you get better. Things will change, believe me.
Yk, i used to sh in early 2024 because of all the stress, im glad i stopped around late september, although there arent alot of scars that doesnt stop the fact thst i did scratch myself and it hurt alot. But now im very lonley in school and im glad someone talks to me in 5th period and we get along
this helped me feel better after i remembered some memories of the groomer that found me on twitter and how i felt suicidal some months ago that struck me like a truck i feel a little tired from those memories but this music helps me to feel calm thank you for making this
I’m so sorry that happened, but in my opinion, a “v-card” is just a word for first time. That was not your first time :( don’t let it be, you can choose still, or just don’t do it at all
why did i tear up listening to this i shouldnt cry. i really shouldnt, it makes me feel more pathetic anyways great playlist while i cry midway while doing my projects without sleeping and oh look i forgot to drink water or eat.
since we're venting in the comments i might as well my childhood was never really normal, i often had extreme suicidal ideation. first suicide attempt at 12. it doesnt really get better like people say, its been years since that first attempt and yet i still have 2 battle a never-ending loop of suicidal thoughts. i told my family i wasnt really a danger 2 myself anymore, but honestly, im not sure how much longer i can do this. ive been trying 4 so long but i think at some point im going 2 give in again this isnt really related 2 trauma as much as it is suicidal ideation but the reason why im like this is definitely because of trauma of sorts
This helped More than i imagined thanks, or idk if helped is the right word but i almost always try to supress my feelings/traumas and when listening to this it helped me realize and remember some things so yeah im grateful
ouch. idk why this just hits. i got into college recently and it just wasnt as great as id expected it to be. ive had trauma w being homeschooled and saw college/my future as a way out but now dk if that will actually make me that happy anymore :,,) idk if anything will at this point...
Please I really WANT you to feel better 😊 read this and let me be your hope ♥️ Your feelings are shared with every person in the world, everyone is hurt in their way, everyone can relate to anyone in some way. And think that, Living is always worth, is not the worst or the best thing that can happen to you, it is the only THING that CAN happen to you. Traverse this jungle and know that everything is there to make you stronger. You are strong, I know it, keep going.
I'm glad they said that traumacore isn't a aesthetic. I see a lot of people who constantly say "Oh traumacore is so weird/horrible" which I get because people have been turning it into a aesthetic which is horrible. But playlists like these are so comforting. They're not turning it into a aesthetic or anything. It's just strangely comforting.
"Poem, I Think" (2024) Author: Me I'm an automaton I am a malfunction I can’t go back to fix the mistakes you made in my programming A quick fix Applying patch and adding additions And that's it and that was that The sounds I produce all static They greet me I stay silent I'm not trying to be rude I'm doing them a favor Cold-blooded I took it Well Stab me in the back and I'll turn around and shake your hand Anything to be friends Did I do something wrong? Don't answer Let's mull it over Instead If I write the words They'll make me feel better And they won't come true A repeating mantra You'll be okay You'll be okay You'll be okay I’ve had enough Someone to save Cat food boots I have no idea how it got in there The rest of the day was no fun getting chewed out Pull my string and hear me say these phrases Null Null Null I won’t come out in public Your secret is safe with me Whether I like it or not Bangs and knocks startle me Faces startle Don't appear out of nowhere It's exhilarating Smile and wave Don't smile You have such an Ugly smile White void On an island Sounds of the beach Peaceful Full of it Serve me a glass of Piña Colada with a touch of Shake No stir It's all a blur There's only me Myself and a disappointment Time is moneh and the root of Dr. Evil. There must be a leak in me If I can't keep anything in My head What's wrong? What's "wrong"? It's perfectly Normal To lie on the grass It will happen eventually A newspaper article A repeating mantra Don't go outside That doesn't have to be enforced Suppose I Don't get in my head I didn't lend you a key The worst-case scenario Is repetition The worst-case scenario Is being stuck in place Small cuts require a bandaid Internal bleeding is fatal I'm squeamish around: Blood People Traffic Tch I walk funny I stand funny I'm funny People laugh at me all the time Let's give the people A taste of their own medicine Let's trade places I'd like to grope Someone else's boobs for a change You loser Looser Pull it tighter Is it necessary to ship? Shoot from your place Two monitors have gone black I scored 100% In dissatisfaction Someone do me in Someone do me So there would be some sort of Explanation for what I am I am an outlet There's no plug that fits me The crevices have been filled With meaningless junk I know that I know I am that All that For nothing Love handles Grip them tight And don't slip off Dig your fingernails in me Show me you care We all have Bad days Mine has just lasted a really long time My arrow is pointing nowhere It's not responding Don't ask me hard questions If I can't find a response I'll get me a Tanooki suit and turn into stone Tugged by my hair Ouch! Abort! Shields up Decontaminate me There's someone else Inside of me I'm cliche Clitch Clitch Broken Shattered There are cracks Wrinkles Scars Marks Zits Scabs Cuts Bruises Stray long hairs Around my nipples They come out funny Droopy eyed Expressionless A severe case of the RBF Call a doctor I can't carry this weight I'll pawn it off to others I'm on sale + Pretty face - Baggage The wheels are missing from this luggage And wherever I go It leaves marks Thousand-yard stares My legs are killing me It didn't occur to me Until it was too late Yuck! And even if I don't respond You could still talk to me I have nothing to say I have nothing to think Someone act as my brain Someone act as my heart Read the words carefully After all that was said Nothing was done Scooping up the vanilla fuzz off of A yummy yogurt I fail And I insist I fail Kill time Think of something First introductions Are always dreadful Couldn't they Just be nice? Full of themselves Little boy Back to the future To slap myself across my Fat fucking face The system failed me It runs on cogs and springs Mention me by name And I'll raise my hand Headphones on To silence the Auditory grain Sharp eyes Pierce the Hymen of my soul Disgusting It isn't funny Isn't it funny? The truth comes out When inebriated Gang love Boys love The troof comes out I can’t seem to discern All that from the whining in my ears Don't do things on a whim Don't open up They'll shut you down And later Put a finger on their lip and ponder What is the matter with you? Staying silent too long Will paralyze you I want what their having I twitch Sometimes Nervously No one would blame you If you threw just one punch I wouldn't Too late now I can't communicate The two halves In my head Can't play nice They're overwriting each other I'm a virus A cancer My brain recognizes that And is trying to kill me The voice in my head Who does it belong to And why is it so Mean Nuh-uh A spark was ignited Through a false connection zeeeee Bzzt! Tackle everything with humor And don’t share your interests Otherwise They’ll sling mud Fantasize Pursue a person such as yourself Like hell I'm normal Brain functioning normally All systems nominal Soon I'll be Paranormal Brain functioning abnormally Never go full reetard I still remember What you didn't do Better people Beautiful people On the bus Pass me by They're so relaxed Even in a hurry Flustered yet Not embarrassed I can't fix myself Even though I have the tools Dote around some more Postpone everything Talk about your feelings I can't tak You ruined my life You stole my innocence So why don't I resent you? Dulled Cut to the bone Write what you know Let It All Out Cat hair Flies straight into the pies Can't give hugs With the clothes I currently Got on I knew of them Maybe nine hours of them I was mistaken What do you do for fun? I do nothing I sulk I sit I lay in my bed and sulk I swallow Mucus builds up I swallow I freeze up My throat clenches up I'm being strangled Are these my own hands? No marks have been Left behind Why can't it be like Memory foam Am I imagining things Someone like me Can suffocate I have exhausted all that I have I have exhausted all that I have to talk about Instruct mee to put my Sunglasses on to hide my identity People from my past have no right to meet up with me I'm a narcissist A happy little accident :) Screwed screwed Nature VS. Me I'd lose Fresh air tastes Foreign Broken people Such as myself Have no reason Someone I know is doing better Someone I know is doing better than me Revenge Hasn't crossed my mind I lie How could it not I twitch Sometimes Nervously Put a lid on it and let it bubble up And when no ones around Instigate and let it burst Don't you forget You feel good writing this It takes the edge off I'm being sincere And don't you dare Put an "I think" In there
FIRST SONG..GOD, I REMEMBER WHEN I WAS SMALL AND DANCED TO IT AT THE BALLETT.. (it was terrible) The teacher called me names and many girls in the room laughed at me while I sat on the floor with injured legs.
i dont usually vent in comment sections but fuck it found this playlist right after seeing a short by clawedbeauty with a pov of slipping into little space and i suddenly just... started crying. something hurt inside me and i yearned for the comfort. i want to slip into little space and have someone hug me and take care of me instead of relying on alters. the few times i slipped into little space around my parents i was yelled at and lectured for something my child mind couldnt understand. and recently a new alter has formed and has been constantly lecturing me about how i need to do better, that alters in the inner world are suffering but didnt want to tell me bc they didnt trust me. even lecturing me about the front room and how "ugly" and "boring" it was which... yeah it is boring, but it was made almost a year ago. ive been wanting to change it for a while now but never really knew *what* to change it to. then add on outside stressors with everything going on in the world and my relationship with my parents constantly being tense. its funny to think about, sometimes. i used to trust my mom so much. id cry when she left and would follow her from room to room talking to her, even when she didnt look at me or, hell, walked into an entirely different room or even went outside. she would always tell me she was listening but i never believed her. my own dad doesnt even remember that im allergic to peanuts even tho ive been allergic my whole life and even the smell of peanut butter makes my throat feel tight. they dont remember things i told them but they expect me to remember what they told me. my mom was reluctant to let me go to my friends house bc my guinea pig that id given to them (i couldnt take care of her any longer) had died and it took me begging and crying for her to let me. we argued for a year straight, every single day, when i came out as trans. i once had a shitty day and asked if we had any news about hormones and she said the appointment was pushed back again and i cried. she told me i was guilt tripping and that it was "part of the bpd" (i dont have bpd). i used to trust her. i used to think to myself "i cant wait to go on a walk so i can tell her about this" or thinking that she was safe to vent to. now every word i say around her is picked carefully. sometimes i wonder if its possible to miss a childhood you never had
haven't felt as bad as i used to for a long time, but instead just feel absolutely nothing partly because of the pills, but without them everything gets worse and since now i have neither pain nor joy, i just mentally continue to return to bad events in the past, although they no longer concern me at all hug everyone in the comments and hope we all will gonna make it
After my cat died 2 years ago, i fell like not the same happy person. and the war in my country made it worse, i just feel not like i wanted to. im jelaous to people a lot, i always wanna be the first..but i was not like that before. i was happy, happy for others. My cat was the one who made me happy before such things happend. after the expirience how he died on my eyes, it was traumatic..4 days ago i visited his grave, took a panic attack, but now im feel a bit better. Trying to recover myself from his dead even tho its been 2 years, thank you for reading this, im glad people can listen to others.
TW: r*pe, SA Last week, I confessed to my mom that I almost got r*ped by an 8 year old boy when I was 6. She said why couldn't I say no and I responded that I was just 6 and I was in kindergarten. I didn't know what to do, I was so young and innocent. As he was going to do it, his mom came in the room in tie to stop him, she scolded him but she was mad at me. He also used to force me to lick his tongue. They moved away from my house and never saw him since. I'm kind of mad that my mom slightly blamed me for not doing anything. Today, I just witness seeing my friend get SA'd by a Junior kid, he kept touching his @ss and he didn't like it, he just froze there and asked for help. I couldn't do anything because I was scared and traumatized from what happened to me when I was 6. I just watched him and turned around and closed my eyes and covered my ears. I was panicking, I felt guilty for not helping. He hid behind me as the Junior kid tried touching him, I told him to stop and that this wasn't cool. I felt extremely guilty after that and apologized to him and asked him if he was all right. He was silent...☹️
its been a year. i’ve been getting better, but its been horrible as of recently. i relapsed 3 days after the most recent one, the time before that had a gap of 5 months. my body dysmorphia gotten worse, ive been borderline starving myself. everything has became hell from what it was just 4 weeks ago. no one cares, and i have no one to run to. i simply try to cope with music; it doesnt work any more.
It's been years, i've been neglected by my family, even worse stuff have happend, obviosly even more traumatic events, one, after the other, but even with that i finally feel happy, even with all that's going on i know i'm trying and my friends love me and took me under their wing for years, my best friend has been by my side for almost 6 years now.. We're unseparable, and i'm finally okay emotionally, this year has been awsome despite all the horrible things, my friends care about me and i respect them, they are awsome, and i feel okay, everything will be okay! After all of that they make me smile so fast even if i'm crying, my sadness no longer lasts long usually, all i see are a beautiful sunny or cloudy day! Even if i can't go outside by myself my window has an AWSOME view and i love it!! I share pictures of it to my friend, we draw together online, i make gifts for them and sometimes they even make gifts for me!! I feel so lucky to be alive, i no longer want to die, it's been a long time since i just wanna survive, i wanna live, i don't wanna harm myself, i just wanna live, it took me years, and years.. So long to finally feel like this, and it's almost been a complete year feeling this..ALIVE! I hope everyone can find happiness here, it'll be ok! It's possible!
ive been physically abused since i was a child and sometimes it still continues on, i am currently 15 and i was actually starting to get better, i would self harm and other people would push me away because they werent really fond of me, but then there was this girl that didnt, she actually liked how i was. Loved how i was, and i eventually started dating her and i loved her more than anything, but she always would tell me to find someone better, even though she was so perfect for me. I loved her more than anything in the world and eventually she became my reason to live, yesterday night she left me. I dont know what to do anymore. This playlist actually helped me take my mind off things but some songs keep reminding me of her. I dont know what I can do please someone help i dont know what to do.
I was forced to grow up too early, my parents told and showed me stuff I didn’t wanna know, and they let bad things happen too me. I’m a teen now, and they wonder why I have mental issues.
Oh dearie me the amount of omori fans here (I am one of them). Anyways vent time. For the sake of anonymity, my age is from 14 to 16 My life has been teetering on the edge of being a bad dream to being literal hell since to moment I was born. I've always been on the more depressed side. No matter how good my life gets, it always somehow gets back to me hurting myself. When I was around 7, my older brother tried and succeeded to sexually assault me. He did it a couple times before eventually stopping for a while. he got me addicted to weed. I still struggle with addiction to this day. When I was 9, he sexually assaulted me when I was under the influence. Nothing about it feels real. I have been harming myself since I was 8, I still haven't stopped. I also feel like black sheep in my family. My mom doesn't support me because I am an Atheist and a transman. My dad barely supports me. Pretty much no one calls me my preferred name and the people who do don't use my pronoun (He/They). The whole situation has brought me to the thought of suicide. I don't wanna leave my friends but I really can't live like this.
I haven’t had any trauma but I just clicked on bc I was bored but for me this is a really good playlist it’s like a vent playlist as well :)) I’ve been frustrated and overwhelmed for a long time already and having su1cidal thoughts lately and I can’t even express myself for who I really am (I’m a furry and possibly a therian) :(( and my whole family cousins friends classmates etc are Antis (except for 1 cousins and 1 friend) and I do quads secretly and I got gear for “just Halloween” and my sisters made fun of me for getting gear (they still are) and I’m getting so so sooo sick of it ;/ and I wear my gear for quads when I’m home alone it’s so stressful and I haven’t came out to ANYONE about being a therian except for that 1 cousin and friend they are so nice….but life is getting so stressful and overwhelming… ;( I just want to end it but Ik how I’ll make everyone sad and cry so I’ll promise not to commit it….i really am trying though… TO THE PERSON READING THIS!: please love yourself don’t even call yourself fat and ugly or whatever your beautiful and amazing dont worry what other people think! :) please please please if your trying to commit don’t…what about your pet(s) or family friend cousins etc they are going to miss you lots and lots of:((and cry so don’t commit things will get better I know it’s hard but you can do this! Your brave and strong and nice :) and if people don’t like u they don’t deserve u bye lovely person take care🫶🏽 By-Jessie🐾🪶
TW: Small vent!!! :,) Honestly this playlist reminds me of how badly my parents actually fucked me up. My basically absent mother, my always agressive father. Fear was the only discipline I got, and my parents never bothered comforting me. But now my parents are really nice people, they've gotten kinder as time went on, but because of this I feel like I truly am just dramatic. Like what if it really only was in my head? I don't think my trauma is that bad, but emotional neglect still isn't something that anyone, let alone a child, should go through. I wish my father would've tried being nicer, or that my mother actually made more of an effort to be there for me. Since now it kinda feels like my childhood is long gone, like it was over before I even got the chance of actually experiencing it. I'm 15 now, but it feels like i'm already an independent adult. Or at least it feels like I should be, but I'm not and I hate it.
brief vent, abuse ment sometimes i think 'oh yeah i was never abused as a child wdym :)' and then i remember the one (1) time my step mom hit me and then it's like, man, maybe i was treated way worse than i remember, maybe none of that was normal. it's wild how only one break can make someone rethink and recontextualize the past.
AAAAAA You Smell of Dead Flowers referenced AAAAAAAA I typed out a long vent but the page buffered and I lost it :( -The Basis of It I learned about s*x at a young age not because anyone touched me but because I was accused of s*xually a**ulting my little half-sister. I was nine, she was five, and there were a lot of adults around us who did not give a sh*t about the kids they were supposedly 'fighting for custody of'. I was a fairly innocent nine-year-old and my little sister has managed to forget about it, but we're both in therapy now and the long-lasting effects (no touching, no being unsupervised together, no talking about why I hate her side of the family) made it difficult for us to form a connection until now.
I'm starting to think that I am not able to have any kind of connection with people or to be a good friend. No matter how would I behave, - polite, understanding, or joking every second - I am not an interesting person. And a conversation with me is no more than a "one-evening-conversation". I had no friends at all when I just moved, and at my any attempts to make new ones they laughed or ignored me. I guess, I didn't do it right. Every. Single. Time. It's so stupid and irrational, but since then I still have no motivation to talk to someone in real life. Then, I found comfort in Internet! I could talk and play and laugh up untill the morning with my new company. I loved and supported them, just like they did. They gave me attention, as much, as I wanted. Right then it was all gone. I could no more communicate with any of them as it was hurtful to remember how much fun we had (for me, or them), to remind us that we could not bring any of it back. Situations like this were repeated one after another, as I've been trying to fill these holes again and again. Someone told me that "it is gonna be all fine, and I will find people even better than them". But the thing was that I never wanted to change anything I already had. Never wanted these days to end. Never wanted to be uncomfortable for someone, or argue with someone, or text someone "I'm sorry, I guess, it will be better, if we stop communicating now", or read this exactly from someone dear to me. But I did all of this, and I lost everyone I doted on. No one left now. I'm starting to feel just tired of cycle of getting attached and loosing. I'm not even sure if i will not be alone. I definitely need someone, so I would be at least worth anything. If only I could live at least one day from that time again... It is quite obvious that I've been living in the past, but there's nothing left for me to do but "to hope that one day things will get better" and try to contribute to that. Ooh, how many times have I said that to others, and to myself... Despite that everything is getting only worse. Or, maybe, I can also believe that "it's not about me and my persona itself, but about my small age and experience". Thus, in any case, I only have to wait until someone tells me how to live properly. I am sorry for my silly whining. And for my bad English. :3
I just love listening to these, they some reason but me at rest, it feels so relaxing. I had a pretty traumatic childhood, and now I'm pretty much 15 (my bday is Nov. 5th), and the trauma slowed but it didnt stop. I also recently learned something that I went through was truely so much worse that what I knew because I was too young to understand what I survived. I stopped wearing dresses when my 10th birthday hit and honestly I still worry when I wear a cute outfit. Younger me, I'm so sorry. I know you wanted to feel better by now but I just can't.
Well, i just want to join all those people in the comments and say my word too. It's not really about any trauma, but at the moment I'm struggling with depersonalisation and insomnia, and it's hitting pretty bad when you don't feel real and just want to be as far away as possible. It's became hard for me to bear social interactions, i feel bad after every dialogue or just simply being near people. Yet i feel extremely lonely. But it's fine. I'll get through it. And everything will be alright for all of us here. Thank you for this playlist and this little safe place you created, it made me feel a little bit better today 💝
I am superrrr glad to say that things have gotta way better for me in the past year! Technically it’s still pretty bad considering the stuff going on at home and oh GOD the family drama! But I’m happier now. And that’s all that matters to me, not both sides of my family still telling me my mother was a horrible person even after she died. Not my cousin having assaulted me/HIS SIBLINGS and ruining my life or my grandparents guilting me into forgiving him. (Plus me having first period with him and it going slowly to having them over everyday) I want to live again for the first time in years and that’s all that matters to me
Just want to tell you this... I'm sick of everything, I'm sick of politics, I'm sick of wars, I'm sick of my father, he can't control his damn aggression I'm sick of constant obscenities in my and my mother's direction, when he's not in the mood, he's more like a wild beast screaming at everything and everything... Because of this, during quarrels, I constantly bang my head against the wardrobe, hit myself on the head and face with my fist, or bite my wrists hard... Yes, sometimes he gives advice... But, this does not cover what he said and I just want a different father... Or just be anything but a child in this family I forgot to add, I have a pretty good relationship with my mother, and at least this is my ray of light
I don’t really have any teams but this playlist weirdly makes me comfortable Might as well vent too I am myself I am still myself after ten years. Barely anything has changed since that car hit my mother Why wasn’t it me to save her? My dad would be better if I died instead I already and and always will be. One stupid motherless failure.
Pls are there any way someone could put time stamps with the songs names? I wanna know the name of the songs 😭 Sorry for bad English it's not my first language
Not going to go into detail, but I feel like I can't tell if my feelings are valid, and that if my trauma and the things that happened to me are actually trauma, abuse, neglect, etc, or I'm just lying to myself, being entitled, insensitive, and a brat that just doesn't listen to their singular parent.
My mother was genuenlly awful. She would spread lies about people she didnt liek for the most petty reasons; she tried to mold me into a very hateful and toxic person to try and make me like her. That included making me afraid of the same things that she was afraid of (she would constantly force me to watch paranormal related horror shows and movies). She was increadibly manipulative and strict. Thankfully I believe I am becoming a person that my younger self would've felt safe to be around. As my only true fear is turning into sombody like her. But thats not the worst part, I pretty much cannot raise my voice on my own because the only time i yelled at my mother was the same night that she wrongfully imprisoned my friend and tried to coax me into thinking that it was his fault on my i started getting aggressive (all i had done was yell at her saying i was done with this treatment and that I was moving in with my dad). I still have a very difficult time even talking loudly. Its been about 4 years since i decided to move in with my dad (i was 12) and it was potentially been the greatest decision I've made in my life. I still have my issues: Im afraid of the things my my mother made me afraid of, I still dont fully trust my dad (she would tell me lies about him and try to make me hate him), and I can still get volitile at the slightest inconvinence. But I've gotten better. I've practiced raising my voice to be louder, I've been more open with my dad so I can trust him,and ive been learning to handle my emotions in a healthy way. I still have a long way to go, I forgave my mom in my heart since I know she is in genuene need of mental help. But nothing can change what happened to me. I am broken, and I am ok with that.
Next playlist will have time stamps, thanks to @WowAPotato and @RennTheTurtleMann for providing the time stamps for this video I am extremely grateful for the effort and time that went into creating the time stamps!!! ❤🫂💕
thank you for everything❤
To any parents here, don’t just tell your children you love them. Hold them. Play catch with your son, braid your daughter’s hair. Leave them notes in their lunch boxes. Take them fishing. Cuddle up on the couch.
And, please, please listen to them, or they will become a stranger like I did.
Oh, how I wish my parents got that memo
Everything will be alright just believe in better 💜🙏
finally someone with balls to say the truth
"things will get better" its been 5 years since i heard this phrase and things never got better.
lol for me i kept hearing it sine 11 years ago and so one and shi still same rn the phrase it js feels as cold as a breeze haha- ;-;
Sometimes things change that you haven't realized yet. I used to think it wouldn't get better. But slowly, over time, I realized that things were better. I just hadn't realized it for awhile. Sometimes it feels like things are always going to be the same. But that's okay too, either way things are going to happen.
@@tuva_4049@tuva_4049 yeah, sometimes is when I vent or go to the therapist when I realize that
9 years for me 💀😿
the aspect that has gotten better is that you guys are more mature now, and that you can appreciate how much you have learned and progress during all you've been through.
It just takes a moment of introspection to realize that you are not the same people as before, see it in a positive and also realistic way, but let that positivity be the main engine of your introspection.
Maybe things hasnt gotten better, but you have.
YOU SCARED ME I THOUGHT THE FIRST SONG WAS FINAL DUET, IM ABT TO CRY
me too lmao😭😭 omori has been keeping me on a chokehold
@@_riaruuu Real
WAIT SAME
OMORI REF???
@@dr.pepp3rrr YES OFC IT IS
That feeling of craving affection but getting tired of the people around you
Real
Even worse when you crave affection but you’re scared of it at the same time.
I have been through a lot of childhood trauma. I was isolated when i was a child and have so many issues with my father. These playlists make me relive my childhood the way I should of had it. I appreciate these playlist, it gives me so much comfort knowing that other people understand what I went through. Its sad that i am more open about my trauma on the internet than my family. they just get so uncomfortable so I stopped opening uo.
@@midnightfoxy3026 I'm so sorry you went through that...I want you to know that my channel is a safe space your feelings are valid and you are loved. Please know you are always welcome to vent here in my channels comment sections❤️
I'm so sorry you went through that. Even so, you're strong for opening up to us even. Stay cool, buddy!❤😊
( Every single timestamp, genuinely took me so long, enjoy :D)
0:13 ~ Nocturne In E-Flat major - Frédéric Chopin, Bo
1:06 ~ We see you opal - Jack Stauber, Adult Swim Smalls
1:46 ~ Hi - Temporex
2:56 ~ 迷子の廃園 - Kikuo / Maigo no haien
3:56 ~ Warm Nights - Xori
5:37 ~ Snow World - yume nikki ost
6:34 ~ Clair de lune remix - Will Borders
8:20 ~ Lost Library - Omori
9:36 ~ Deep Swim - Windows96
13:14 ~ The Waltz You Saved For Me - Wayne King and His Orchestra
16:21 ~ Dial Tone - Toby Fox
17:06 ~ ゆめのはじまり - Kikiyama / Start of YUMENIKKI
18:06 ~ Cruel - Mercy Necromancy
20:26 ~ It's all in your head - Dandelion Hands
22:08 ~ White Space - Omori
22:51 ~ Ash (Instrumental) - Boys Age
23:57 ~ Placid Waltz - Reece Moseley
25:40 ~ Playing Forever - Omori
27:23 ~ Wave of regret - carrot113
29:00 ~ Memoir #2 - May Roosvelt
29:42 ~ Save screen (ゆめにっき) - yume nikki ost
30:42 ~ Tonight you belong to me (1956 version) - Patience and Prudence
32:34 ~ A Burning Memory - Reece Moseley
33:59 ~ you smell of dead flowers - vslush
35:37 ~ The Lobotomy - Maebi
36:45 ~ Trauma - Maebi
38:01 ~ Answering Machine - Ruby Haunt
43:09 ~ A faint signal - Infinity frequencies
44:59 ~ Bumblebees are out - Jack Stauber
45:31 ~ Numbers - Temporex
47:37 ~ We don't have many days - The Caretaker
51:08 ~ All that follows is true - The Caretaker
54:40 ~ Lullaby Waltz - Fnaf 2/Music Box
55:31 ~ 64 little white things - Cake Bake Betty
57:36 ~ Baby Hotline - Jack Stauber
1:02:27 ~ Body Terror Song - AJJ
1:05:06 ~ Misery Meat - Sodikken
1:06:10 ~ Browser history - Graham Kartna
1:08:31 ~ Strawberry Guy - Mrs Magic
1:11:59 ~ Bubblegun - Jack Stauber
1:12:57 ~ School Rooftop - hisohkah
1:14:21 ~ Memo Boy - Brian is the most beautiful
I've seen a lot of people ask "What song is this?" So for your answer, here you go I'm helping you ( Credits to RennTheTurtleMann for original timestamps for the first few!! )
Also in the description there is a Spotify playlist with some of the songs C:
@@WowAPotato oh my goodness thank you sooooo much I appreciate it
the one at 54:40 is lullaby waltz btw!!!
Oh and the one at 1:06:10 is browser history!
37:-- smthn is Ostracize!!
I LOVE YOU
My, my. So many poor souls with terrible experiences. No child or person in general should ever go through this. This is terrible. I hope you all have a healthy recovery. I love you all, just remember that
Thanks.
:)
Same to you kind stranger 💜
i apologize for venting in the comments.
trigger warning: s*lf harm
when i was about 9 years old, i began hurting myself by slamming my head against lockers and hard objects. i didn't understand why i did such actions, but as i grew older and older, the urge to inflict more harm grew as i turned 10 years old.
i began seeking ways to make myself either bruised or bleed even from the slightest blunt/sharp object i could find.
i reached middle school, a school that wasn't great. there were a lot of people who made fun of someone for doing something that was deemed weird or strange to other people. it was normalized.
my art class had box cutters, and since i sat behind the class, i picked up the box cutters and began the usual thing ive been doing since childhood.
it got so addictive to the point i became obsessed over harming myself. for every wrong thing i did, i'd pick up a knife or something that can scratch my skin and scar.
it felt good.
something to release my mind from the stress.
it's better than having to relive a memory you've blocked from your childhood years that have scarred you.
i hope one day i make a slip-up and cut an artery and die peacefully.
and pray that my partner doesn't find out.
@@UNT1TL3D. Don't apologize for venting, my comments and channel are a safe space ❤️
i am so sorry this is happening to you. my heart goes out to you and i hope you can feel better eventually. this stage wont last forever. trust me.
wow.. hope one day you feel better, pray that you'll stay alive please just be okay..
I hope you get better, sorry if this sounds f*cked up but reading that was kinda comforting, ive also been self harming since around that age and yeah it just feels kinda freeing like finally I have the control over my body and I can do what I want to it.
dude..my heart skipped a beat when i read this..
So many people are here sharing their stories. I wish I could go back in time and just protect them all and keep them safe forever.
The world needs more people like you, thank you. I hope you’re doing okay
I hope there's people there to protect them now in the future ☺
Thanks. I need that. Past me would thank you, present me would...would...something.
You know? I was a happy child. I have best parents ever. I have everything.
And that's why I always feel like my problems are not valid.
I've always thougt there was something wrong with me as a kid. I was too emotional, I always felt like I don't fit in, always felt like no kid wanted to be friends with me, always felt like other kids had something that I don't. Always had problems with communication. Always felt like I am worse than anyone.
And no one understood me.
That's my main trauma I guess.
Then, there was the next thing.
When I was 9, my cousin kind of... touched me in a not really appropriate way. I didn't understand what happened as a kid, but now I am so disgusted, especially when I see him... I wish I could tell my family, but I can't.
And there are so many things I want to tell my parents. And they are so understanding and kind, but... You know? They just ignore some things. For example, when I say that I am insecure or anxious, the'd always say "just don't be like that". Sometimes I just want them to hug me and tell me that they are proud of me. Sometimes I wish they could accept my negative emotions, too. But I always feel guilty for these emotions, because I love my parents and I don't want them to feel like they were not enough.
Having so much guilt inside you is so hard sometimes...
Uh, yeah, this was very random tbh. By the way, the playlist is very cool, good job! I like it a lot
You’re valid. It doesn’t matter if some things may be “better” than it is for other people. You’re still going through things and that matters, it matters A LOT. I’m so sorry that all of this is going on, please hang in there, you are loved
@@Mocha_2814 Thank you a lot! I really needed to hear that
Usually I feel weird about venting on a playlist from years ago
But now I don't feel weird and late!1!1!1
Alrighty, I don't wanna get all personal or anything, so here's this:
When I was a kid (7-10), my parents refused to let me go outside unless I cleaned my room.
Me being the stubborn child I was, I didn't listen to them and just stayed inside.
Once I had moved houses (10-12), I started becoming really depressed.
I'd go longer without sleep, I was always quiet and tired (physically, emotionally), I barely ate on the weekends.
Even when given the chance to go out somewhere nice and eat something, I refused to go outside.
I then became more and more "addicted" to my devices, interacting less with my family.
My depression and suicidal thoughts began in Autumn, it ended when it became Spring.
And now it's Fall again, everything feels meaningless and I don't wanna socialize much.
This is when I realized that I might have seasonal depression.
But I'm doing alright ^_^ (for now lol)
bro, I just read another comment, I was literally trying to think of something original that happened to me that I could vent about. I've so far seen 2 that I can relate to 💀👍
I'm really sorry.. I clicked on this playlist to see what it was like. I really hope you get better, and please don't commit. It's a permanent solution to a temporary problem. I love you pooks
@Mochis_verybeautiful_corner thank you, it might not seem like much, but every little bit of encouragement helps!
wait what same..were twinning :0
@knifesug4rz hi twinnie!!! 😋
I actually like how you added that its not an aesthetic bc some people thing it is
You get so totally all of my respect for the discalimer in the beginning, that traumacore is not an aethestic and actually something people need to live with
Timestamps because ive seen people in these comments asking for songs :3
(i'll update as i find out what each song is, ? means i'm not 100% sure also feel free to reoly with any songs and timestamps you know of :D)
0:14 - Nocturne in E-flat major (?)
1:06 - We see you opal - Jack stauber Adult Swim
1:46 - Hi - Temporex
2:55 - 迷子の廃園 - Kikuo (Maigo No Haien - Kikuo)
3:56 - Warm Nights - Xori
5:37 snow world - yume nikki ost (Thanks to debesteflower for this one)
6:34 Clair de lune remix - Will Borders
8:20 Lost Library - omori
TAHNK UOU SO MCUH
@@cindyiscool420 RAA NP ILL CARRY ON WITH IT TOMOROW ASWELL AAAA
thanks!
fyi the one at 5:57 is snow world from the yume nikki ost!!
@@debesteflowers Thanksyou i'll add that now :D
Gosh, this is one of my favorite playlists. I had a lot of traumas and needs as a kid. I was always alone at recess and was constantly bullied at school. In addition, I have a narcissistic mother and a philandering father. At the age of seven, I was already doing housework, taking care of my sister and feeding my mother in bed while she watched her social media twenty-four hours a day (she did nothing and pretended to be depressed). This playlist makes me remember the few good times I've had and makes me forget that I'm not educated. I haven't studied for four years and I feel like an ignoramus. I've always wanted to live like in American movies: a happy and hardworking father, a loving and homely mother, me studying and getting the best grades, a big and clean house, and always having a new year and a happy birthday (I'm only 16)
Oh.. I hope you're okay now. Nobody should go through all of that. :(
I’m so sorry… no child should have to grow up like that, I hope you’re able to heal. I’m proud of you for still fighting
Vent? I'm not passing that down! ^^
is anyone else out there hiding every bit of emotion, craving comfort, terrified of other people to the point your now realizing you've been making yourself the "dangerous" kid just to protect yourself from your own mindset? Also realizing you've hurt so many other just out of fear but everyone else just sees you doing that because you wanna be "cool" or "I'm not like others"? Yeah me too, hope you get better.
I was so “privileged” They Said, growing up. Getting gifts and money meant that no matter how little attention I got, I’d always be fine. Unrestricted internet access leading to being desensitized to g0r3 unwillingly ,growing addicted to sh at the ripe age of 7, and getting into online abusive relationships. Due to suspected neurodivergency, I got bullied all of middle school by people pretending to be my friend for years, and because that was practically the only social interaction I got during that time, I pushed everyone out and still sometimes close myself off to everyone including my close friends thinking that everyone was faking it. That nothing was real. I’m still a cynical nihilist and have zero hopes and dreams. I’m in Highschool and only recently learned that what I went through was trauma by definition and from a psychiatrist. I never knew that existed because everyone always described my life as privileged.
But you know, music helps a lot. So thank you for this so I can get my jig on instead of thinking about reality‼️
Stay strong, friend! ❤
It's those of us who dont speak.
That have seen the truly unspeakable.
Peace be with you from now on fellow traveler.
From a fellow struggling stranger.
See you in the next life kind soul.
I don't think I have any trauma(?) But these playlists are as comforting as when I slept between my parents as a little kid.
I relate to this, but also kind of don't?
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what is happening
same..
TW: Self harm, attempted suic!de, abuse.
When was around 10, I started to self harm. Although, I didn't do it because I hoped to one day bleed out, or anything like that. It felt like a punishment that I deserved. I used to use a brush with sharp bristles and hit it against my arms or legs until i bled, or used the dull blade of a scissor. That time of my life I was at my lowest so far, I genuinely felt like I was an awful burden and I wouldn't ever amount to anything, mostly because of my mother. It eventually became so bad that I'd start scratching my skin away with a mechanical pencil in school, which led to a visit to the counselor's office. I still remember what she told me 'Things'll get better, don't worry.' 'It'll be our little secret'. She told my mother the next day, despite me telling her what my mother would say or do to me. Things got worse from there. My mom would lock me out of the house, make me sit outside the car in a public place for long periods of time, or physical discipline. She's also threatened to drink herself to death or overdose on her medication. I once attempted to because I couldn't take it anymore. My mom hasn't improved in the years, but luckily she's mostly forgotten (or at least won't bring up) that incident. I'll be glad when I'm able to move out.
Sorry about adding onto this.
A lot of the times I felt my trauma wasn't valid, mostly because I knew from a very young age that a lot of other people were going through much, much worse than I. Most of the time I played the emotional support, the one who never cried or lost their temper because of something. I think I've only cried infront of people other than my mom twice. I remember my mother would just shout at me to 'stop crying', or 'stop being a crybaby'. I learned that it was easier to bottle everything up than to express it, because I feared punishment.
@@sammiches9492 no such thing as trauma being "invalid", different people respond to awful situations in different ways and some things just stick with people and really hurt, especially if they happened at a younger age, nobody should have to deal with such pressure, spite, and hopelessness as a literal child
Dear stranger,
As I observe the world around me, I am struck by the extraordinary beauty that radiates from your spirit, casting a gentle glow that warms even the coldest of moments. Your compassion and kindness seem to ripple through the lives of those fortunate enough to cross your path. I want to take a moment to acknowledge the immense challenges and struggles you have faced; I can only imagine the weight they bear on your heart.
You are truly worthy of profound love and unwavering support. I hold onto the hope that you will discover the inner strength to navigate through these turbulent times, ultimately finding a path toward swift and complete recovery. The world, in all its complexity, is undeniably enriched by your presence, and I eagerly look forward to the day when you are restored, thriving, and sharing your light with the world once more. Don't leave the world, I am proud and care for you.
With warm regards,
Anonymous
Heartwarming. Thank you 💜
i cried, thank you for support.. your words are inexplicably warm and comforting, reading your comment feels like a warm and truly loving hug 🩷
Ow. Great, I'm going to cry from a vent playlist comment section and have emotions again. Why does this only happen in these places?
Plz lmk if this happens to anyone else 🙏:
Specific songs or melodies makes me feel so hard and cry without being able to hold it back.
When u hear that specific song, that feeling burns in ur chest,
it sends shivers thru upper body,
it makes its way to your throat just in time for you to feel that urge to cry in ur jaw.
It's really weird but cool, bcz the vibrations of the melodies can definitely be felt thru your heart,
You'll feel it when u find the right song for u ❤
I mean, Everything is okay? but I cant help but feel like its all going to fall apart soon.
I feel so dumb no matter what, when I dont worry about the future, i feel reckless, and when I do, I feel like i am overthinking and preventing myself from enjoying the moment
Everything and anything seems to be working in harmony to ruin everythihg, even the good moments feel like they're to distract me from real problems.
Im too paranoic, i know it, and I hate it, but I just simply cant stop doing it, fear is the only thing that ever drives me forward, not ever hope or happiness, always just fear, fear of the tomorrow, fear of the consequences, fear of how other people may act and think, when I stop to look at any aspect of my life, i will always find it to be deeply rooted in paranoia and angst.
I guess, I just kind of wish I could have been born a little better so things didnt need to be like this.
Oh. Oh I feel you. I’m in the exact same spot. I mean, I’m not afraid of what others think but I have many fears that I just can’t shake, some are dumb fears like bugs, others are fears that seem too realistic yet irrational at the same time, such as my mom potentially having…interest in me. I wish you the best of luck on your journey.
we're actually same , I always thought bout that future , the one that im scared with coz i can feel that it wont get better at all, even though I tried myself to get better, I always felt like I was not good enough, I keep comparing myself with ppl around me , thinking they're so lucky, they living a better life without worrying about financial things.
Omori mentioned yaaaaaayyyyyyyyy🎉🎉🎉 This comforts me in such a weird way I dunno, I’m not feeling good rn I’m tempted to do something I shouldn’t. That’s such a nice playlist, tyyy!!!
I do not have any trauma but to the people who listen to this having trauma I hope you recover from that trauma and live a very fulfilling and happy life. I only listen to this playlist cuz I like the music tbh though I hope thats okay ^_________^
10:01 you have no idea how long ive been trying to find this song. THREE YEARS!! Thank you so much, this song means so much to me i was so upset when i lost it!
each day just feels like its getting worse, I don't know what to do anymore, and I'm afraid of what I might do
U don’t have to respond, but I am here for u. And you are a great person. I subscribed to your channel, I hope you get better. Even though I’m a stranger you can talk to me, I’ll listen:)) but if you don’t that’s ok.
I never felt how it was to have a loving parent figure. Or to even be loved.
My father was absent and my mother too, they both divorced before I even had any conscience. My older sister tried to take the role, but she was a kid too after all. While my brother was just a few months older than me, he couldn't do much anyways.
All the friends I ever made ended up leaving soon, I had several moments in my life where I was left to my own devices. I am grateful to atleast have a best friend that makes me smile in the present, but it doesn't dissapear the days where I just feel like I have a void that I will never be able to fill up.
Sometimes I wonder if this life is a punishment for my previous one, I wonder what kind of things I have done to not deserve any kind of love.
An innocent soul does not deserve the punishment of a dark soul. You do not deserve this. Whatever happened in your past life, was not you. This is not your punishment, it is theirs.
Just wanted to say..
I'm proud of you when you wake up
I'm proud of you when you brush your hair
I'm proud of you when you smile
I'm proud of you when you don't overthink
I'm proud of you when you don't say your ugly
I'm proud of you when you don't say your fat
I'm proud of you when you clean your self
I'm proud of you when you don't self-harm
I'm not proud of you when you don't wake up
I'm not proud of you when you don't brush your hair
I'm not proud of you when you don't smile
I'm not proud of you when you overthink
I'm not proud of you when you say your ugly
I'm not proud of you when you say your fat
I'm not proud of you when you don't clean your self
I'm not proud of you when you self-harm
Stay happy my friend, i love you
WAS NOT EXPECTING OPAL AS THE SECOND SONG HOLY HELL
same here
ye same
I love this sm but I NEED TIMESTAMPS 😭😭😭
It getting better. Thanks guys.
0:14 this songs in my dads sleeping playlist what 😭
(also I don’t think I have trauma I just wanted to come to the playlist :))
I don’t know if I can even classify my shit as trauma bc idk if it traumatized me, like idk how to explain it. I know what happened to me was fucked and it really fucked me up as a kid and sometimes I still think about it and it sucks but it doesn’t affect my daily life like it isn’t “I can’t do anything I feel so bad” it’s more of I just feel like “I feel like shit and I want to die but I’m not gonna bc that would suck so I’ll just deal with it”.
I act like a child now, and I don’t know how to stop. I remember as a kid I was allowed childish things, I was allowed to be that kid, but I didn’t. I don’t know, I felt weird as a kid. I remember for a few years (7-10) or something, me and a cousin would get gross and sexual. I never really wanted to do it, but he always made me feel like if I didn’t he’d feel bad. And he’d get all upset and I felt like I had to do it with him. So I sort of just always did. It wasn’t as bad as a lot of peoples SA’s, it was just something I chose to do so he wouldn’t feel bad. Like I know it was bad, but it’s my fault. I’m the one who did it so I don’t think I even have the right to feel bad.
Anyway, I remember feeling disgustingly “grown up”. Like I was “too mature” to be a kid, so I was always in that mindset of “I’m not a kid. You don’t get to be childish”. I think part of it was probably because of the shit I did with that cousin. I don’t know. But now that I’m older, I can’t stop myself from acting like a little kid. I’m immature, I’m hyper fixated on dumb fucking cartoons and kids shows, I can’t even watch shows that have sexual themes because it makes me feel “grown up”. I don’t know what’s wrong with me, but whenever I think back on it I get shaky.
Idk why I’m even venting in a comment section, I never do, but idk I guess I just need a place to put the things in my head. Sorry I’m writing so much, I doubt anyone will even read it. But anyway I might as well continue; I have this one very distinct memory of my dad hitting me. Just the one time, he never did it before and he never did it after. I can’t even remember what it was about, but I remember getting hit and sent to my room. I probably deserved it, I used to argue with my mom a lot as a kid so it’s probably about that. He never beat me or anything, he wasn’t physically abusive, but he hit me that one time. It’s not even abuse really, but idk it just makes me feel weird inside when I think back on it. I know I’m just being overly sensitive but it’s true.
This doesn’t even count as trauma, but my family used to constantly fucking argue. My mom got most of it from my dad, he’d yell and yell and be so nasty to her. Sometimes I wished they’d gotten a divorce, for her sake really. Once my brother was older, my dad would shout at him too. Then later at me, and then my grandma once she moved it. See, I live my dad, and he’s not a bad person. B ur I remember hating being around him so fucking much as a kid because he’d make me feel so shitty. He didn’t insult us, he would just be mad. I remember crying to sleep most nights as a kid, I felt like life was never going to be okay. Nobody believes me when I say it; but k remember being like 4 in preschool, and I just hated myself. I hated everything. Sometimes i feel like i still do.
I remember being this little girl, (I’m a guy now) and I was always around my big brother and my cousin (same cousin who SA’d me). I remember feeling horrible, I felt like I wasn’t meant to be that little girl. I wanted so badly to be like my brother and cousin, I was a little 5 year old girl and wished I was a boy. Now I’m one now, well not biologically but at least identifying as one. I HATED being a little girl, I hated how I got treated as a girl, I hated how I was so different looking than my brother and cousin. I was a kind of chubby kid, and throughout most of middle school and high school I was too. I fucking hated myself. As a 6 year old kid used to search for weight loss plans and try to do them, then I got an eating disorder in later pre teen to teenage years.
My shit wasn’t as bad as a lot of people. I just happened to be miserable. I don’t know, I don’t think I even have the right to feel so bad, but I do. I feel horrible. I still feel like that little girl who wanted so badly to change. I remember my best friend, she was… something. She would introduce me to odd sexual things, I hated it. But more so I felt bad for her. She had it rough, she was a lot like me actually. Like almost the exact same except she didn’t want to be a boy. I still love her actually, we hardly talk, we hardly hangout, we hardly even see each other. But I love her. She was a bitch, but she was always there for me. She was rude and manipulative and made me feel insecure. But I can’t just not love her. She’s different now, she’s much nicer. I don’t love her romantically, but she’s still important to me and I do love her. Sometimes I miss being her best friend, even though we’re so different from each other now.
Me and her were inseparably as kids, even though the friendship hurt me and was abusive in more ways that I can count. But she was MY best friend. She was the one thing that got to be shared by me and nobody else. I think a lot of how attached I was to her stemmed from the fact we were both insecure little girls who had kind of rough home lives and got pushed into sexual things. We were almost the same. When we were older, say around 9? We were with another friend. I don’t like to think about this other “friend”. But this other friend forced me and my bsf to do some nasty shit. And for once i didn’t feel like it was my fault. This friend physically forced me and my bsf into sexual situations and actions. I HATED it. I still feel gross sometimes. But for so reason it made me feel like I finally had a valid reason to feel awful, I finally had that moment where I couldn’t escape no matter what. Don’t misunderstand me, I hated that it happened, I hated that it happens to my bsf. But it made me feel like finally it wasn’t all in my head.
Maybe I’m just fucked up. I don’t know. It sounds “emo” but maybe I’m just broken. But my childhood just seemed.. weird. It was filled with live from plenty of people, I just didn’t like the way they loved me. Well no, I loved how my brother and mom cared for me, they meant everything to me. But I didn’t like how my dad loved me. He was agressive, he wanted for fix everything for me but instead of just talking to me he’d make it worse. I hated my home life but I hated everything else too.
I always wished to go home when I was at school, but whenever I was home I wished it felt like “home”.
Sorry for rambling on and on and on for so long. Idc if nobody reads this. My life was as bad as others. I have no right to feel so shitty. But I do.
I am nowhere NEAR an expert so please don’t treat this like professional advice, but there is something called ‘micro-traumas’ and you might want to look into it. Also, a lot of your experiences are valid, so no matter what label they fall under, don’t beat yourself up over it. You’re valid :3
everyone's brain handles trauma differently, but I think you might be traumatized
for me personally, my mom and dad fought a TON and I was physically and emotionally abused and gaslit by my mom and sometimes my dad. my situation was similar to yours in a way. i used to be the perfect kid, or at least i thought i was. later on i started becoming either too self aware or too little of it. but that trauma over time made me develop ptsd and stuff.
so that means maybe in a few months, or even years, you could be affected by that trauma. and you are valid, even if it doesn't affect you that way. also, if your cousin forced you to say "yes" even if you didn't want to, THAT IS SA! especially if it happened while you were little, you were under the age of consent and you didn't consent to that. I'm so so sorry about all of that stuff happening to you. I'm so proud of you, and please don't be sorry.
I dont know how to explain how much I related to this, every single part reminded me of something that happened to me or something i feel (Except the gender identification part). Perfect explanation
Wednesday, October, 9, 2024, was the day they buried a close family member of mine. they took her away from me. i’ll never forgive the driver, i’ll never forgive him for killing an innocent child why were you thinking why did you drink you will never be forgiven by me. you took the best friend i had. she was only a child. at least she’s with her father resting in piece. Love you Jaylah .
my god im so sorry..
i dont know if i have trauma but i used to self harm and had negative childhood expriences. i have ocd and sensory issues. not diagnosed with adhd but my therapist said i probably have it too so ugh. ill just yap in this comment such a nice playlist heheh. and started to take meds but i dont want to. im scared ill be less clean like my parents. i really feel like i should wash my hands four times after touching something bad. i hate it when my feet touch the floor. i HAVE to wear socks all the time. the ground is never clean enough. i will never be clean enough and i know it. we are all dirty. i feel dirty in shower, after shower, in school. i dont like it when my friends touch my arms because their hands are probably not even that clean but i dont say anything when they do because if i do so then ill look like a clean freak. like i am. no yk what im normal. i just care about hygine more other people do. maybe i dont even have ocd and dont need meds. now i sound crazy. why is it so hard to exist? i wish i wasnt human but lmao thatd be so nasty animals are literally so dirty id be crying all the time
Я тоже не люблю грязь, стараюсь как можно меньше пачкать себя и то чего я касаюсь, особенно это актуально где-нибудь не дома, но в большинстве своем я просто стараюсь не думать. Очень сложно поистине НЕ думать о том что тебя беспокоит, но когда у тебя получается ты чувствуешь будто приобрёл супер силы
I love calming music even if they relate to sad or ventful things, just gives it more meaning! remember you are loved, I don't who you are but that's the best thing in here I don't get to judge :) stay safe!
I know people don't have the same mentality and others may not understand you the way you do but the best to do is not take yourself away from people, it's best to help them understand than say you don't understand, it's hard to talk but there's always people willing to listen very hard to find but if you really wanna be happy then don't give up! keep lookin'!
3:58 my favorite one "cozy nightmares" 😊
HEARING OPAL MADE ME JUMP OUT OF MY BODY
seeing all the people venting in the comment makes me so sad, most of you guys' traumas are from a very young age.
My parents are awesome, my mom is very trendy and understanding, my dad is so so cool and an excellent cook. My little sister is nice and happy. My friends are always with me
My life is perfect, and even though ur childhood or anytime in your life might no be like that, just know that we love you
we love you
we love you
and I love you too
sometimes i fear at some point even my close friends will find me too difficult to deal with to stay around
I don’t think I have trauma, but I at least have some sort of depression. But it’s all my own fault, and I have the ability to get rid of it to some degree. This is just what I think, and I know it’s all wrong, but some part of me accepts that it’s all wrong and doesn’t want to get the help to fix it.
A part of me seeks for some sort of end to my life, as I chose most of the decisions that got me here. Sometimes I can’t even feel anything anymore, don’t have the effort to do anything, and most of my state is just… slow and dumb. I can barely function.
And funnily enough, I almost want it. I almost am to that point where my lowest points are just filled with me, instead of wanting to end all the time, okay with any sort of emotion… it’s almost like every emotion is stabilized, and I feel nothing but one emotion all the time. (When I’m in that state.)
I have a manifesto dating back to last year I’ve been writing in, and I talk to friends when I’m in really dire needs, which helps a bit, but it hasn’t changed much in the long term.
Thank you for reading, I hope I stay alive :]
so my brother is autistic and he will never recover he beats us sometimes... and my dad is bedridden and he will never recover he has a broken shoulder and broken toe.And my mom works 15 hours a day at a low paying job and I don't even see her during the day (my mom gets about $200 a month and my brother has a $75 pension) and we have no one else to help us.There are always fights and screams in our house. Sometimes my father drinks and doesn't let us home all night... There is no heat in our house and I don't have any friends to play with, sisters or brothers Our house is not repaired. Sometimes I would like to wake up in a beautiful room. *Or die :)*
I’m like a twig, I get stepped all over until I finally snap.
The Opal song is making me cry, I’m going through a lot right now, I self harm and I think I have a problem with being touched now, I was in the shower and I felt the curtain and freaked out, I think it’s the spiders and my uncle scaring me… I’m hiding it from my mom because I don’t want to deal with having a long talk and it not helping me, I was crying in the shower freaking out and when I got out to put my shirt on I started crying and naming things I hate about myself… one thing I’ve had a problem with for years is my body type, I feel too fat and get sad when I hear people talking about plus sized people in a negative way, I make fun of myself too and I have for years, I’ve been wanting to vent to someone about this for months but had no one I felt I could trust that wouldn’t tell my mom…
I just ran into this and decided to click on it, no story here.
This is both calming, sad, and unsettling at the same time, like you accidentally phased through a wall and ended up in a world of mysterious and creepy wonders...
I find it pretty interesting you included 2 of the caretaker's EATEOT songs (EATEOT is "Everywhere at the end of time" and was made to encapsulate the feeling of your brain slowly deteriorating and trying to remember the olden days as dementia takes over.)
Really? I didn't know that was the story behind those two songs- cool and thought provoking none the less 👍
I know I'm just a little kid and I'm not allowed to go on social medias such as TikTok, but tiktok is one of my coping mechanisms. I've experienced cyber bullying and harassment at school, I lie about my age to prevent cyber bullying in the internet. I can only spend time going at the internet whenever I come back home from school. Sorry if my comment changes topics too much, I'm not good at communicating.
Your communication is perfect friend, don't worry about it. I'm really sorry for what you've been through and hope you get better. Things will change, believe me.
Yk, i used to sh in early 2024 because of all the stress, im glad i stopped around late september, although there arent alot of scars that doesnt stop the fact thst i did scratch myself and it hurt alot. But now im very lonley in school and im glad someone talks to me in 5th period and we get along
this helped me feel better after i remembered some memories of the groomer that found me on twitter and how i felt suicidal some months ago that struck me like a truck
i feel a little tired from those memories but this music helps me to feel calm
thank you for making this
I lost my v-card from rape when I was 12 to my brother :( it really messsed me up for the rest of my life- still does but I've gotten better
@@BubblesThefloof-jw7zz I'm glad you're doing better ❤️❤️
I’m so sorry that happened, but in my opinion, a “v-card” is just a word for first time. That was not your first time :( don’t let it be, you can choose still, or just don’t do it at all
why did i tear up listening to this i shouldnt cry.
i really shouldnt, it makes me feel more pathetic
anyways great playlist while i cry midway while doing my projects without sleeping and oh look i forgot to drink water or eat.
since we're venting in the comments i might as well
my childhood was never really normal, i often had extreme suicidal ideation. first suicide attempt at 12. it doesnt really get better like people say, its been years since that first attempt and yet i still have 2 battle a never-ending loop of suicidal thoughts. i told my family i wasnt really a danger 2 myself anymore, but honestly, im not sure how much longer i can do this. ive been trying 4 so long but i think at some point im going 2 give in again
this isnt really related 2 trauma as much as it is suicidal ideation but the reason why im like this is definitely because of trauma of sorts
This helped More than i imagined thanks, or idk if helped is the right word but i almost always try to supress my feelings/traumas and when listening to this it helped me realize and remember some things so yeah im grateful
ouch. idk why this just hits. i got into college recently and it just wasnt as great as id expected it to be. ive had trauma w being homeschooled and saw college/my future as a way out but now dk if that will actually make me that happy anymore :,,) idk if anything will at this point...
this makes me feel a bit better about everything that happened, thank you hun
Please I really WANT you to feel better 😊 read this and let me be your hope ♥️
Your feelings are shared with every person in the world, everyone is hurt in their way, everyone can relate to anyone in some way. And think that, Living is always worth, is not the worst or the best thing that can happen to you, it is the only THING that CAN happen to you.
Traverse this jungle and know that everything is there to make you stronger. You are strong, I know it, keep going.
I'm glad they said that traumacore isn't a aesthetic. I see a lot of people who constantly say "Oh traumacore is so weird/horrible" which I get because people have been turning it into a aesthetic which is horrible. But playlists like these are so comforting. They're not turning it into a aesthetic or anything. It's just strangely comforting.
Thank you for this playlist. I was seeking it for a really long time
"Poem, I Think" (2024)
Author: Me
I'm an automaton
I am a malfunction
I can’t go back to fix the
mistakes you made in my
programming
A quick fix
Applying patch
and adding additions
And that's it
and that was that
The sounds I produce
all static
They greet me
I stay silent
I'm not trying to be rude
I'm doing them a favor
Cold-blooded
I took it
Well
Stab me in the back and
I'll turn around and shake your hand
Anything to be friends
Did I do something wrong?
Don't answer
Let's mull it over
Instead
If I write the words
They'll make me feel better
And they won't come true
A repeating mantra
You'll be okay
You'll be okay
You'll be okay
I’ve had enough
Someone to save
Cat food boots
I have no idea how it got in there
The rest of the day
was no fun
getting chewed out
Pull my string and hear me say these phrases
Null
Null
Null
I won’t come out in public
Your secret is safe with me
Whether I like it or not
Bangs and knocks startle me
Faces startle
Don't appear out of nowhere
It's exhilarating
Smile and wave
Don't smile
You have such an
Ugly smile
White void
On an island
Sounds of the beach
Peaceful
Full of it
Serve me a glass of
Piña Colada
with a touch of
Shake
No stir
It's all a blur
There's only me
Myself
and
a disappointment
Time is moneh
and the root of Dr. Evil.
There must be a leak in me
If I can't keep anything in
My head
What's wrong?
What's "wrong"?
It's perfectly
Normal
To lie on the grass
It will happen eventually
A newspaper article
A repeating mantra
Don't go outside
That doesn't have to be enforced
Suppose I
Don't get in my head
I didn't lend you a key
The worst-case scenario
Is repetition
The worst-case scenario
Is being stuck in place
Small cuts require a bandaid
Internal bleeding is fatal
I'm squeamish around:
Blood
People
Traffic
Tch
I walk funny
I stand funny
I'm funny
People laugh
at me all the time
Let's give the people
A taste of their own medicine
Let's trade places
I'd like to grope
Someone else's boobs for a change
You loser
Looser
Pull it tighter
Is it necessary to ship?
Shoot from your place
Two monitors have gone black
I scored 100%
In dissatisfaction
Someone do me in
Someone do me
So there would be some sort of
Explanation for what I am
I am an outlet
There's no plug that fits me
The crevices have been filled
With meaningless junk
I know that
I know I am that
All that
For nothing
Love handles
Grip them tight
And don't slip off
Dig your fingernails in me
Show me you care
We all have
Bad days
Mine has just lasted
a really long time
My arrow is pointing nowhere
It's not responding
Don't ask me hard questions
If I can't find a response
I'll get me a Tanooki suit
and turn into stone
Tugged by my hair
Ouch!
Abort!
Shields up
Decontaminate me
There's someone else
Inside of me
I'm cliche
Clitch
Clitch
Broken
Shattered
There are cracks
Wrinkles
Scars
Marks
Zits
Scabs
Cuts
Bruises
Stray long hairs
Around my nipples
They come out funny
Droopy eyed
Expressionless
A severe case of the
RBF
Call a doctor
I can't carry this weight
I'll pawn it off to others
I'm on sale
+ Pretty face
- Baggage
The wheels are missing
from this luggage
And wherever I go
It leaves marks
Thousand-yard stares
My legs are killing me
It didn't occur to me
Until it was too late
Yuck!
And even if I don't respond
You could still talk to me
I have nothing to say
I have nothing to think
Someone act as my brain
Someone act as my heart
Read the words carefully
After all that was said
Nothing was done
Scooping up the vanilla fuzz off of
A yummy yogurt
I fail
And I insist
I fail
Kill time
Think of something
First introductions
Are always dreadful
Couldn't they
Just be nice?
Full of themselves
Little boy
Back to the future
To slap myself across my
Fat fucking face
The system failed me
It runs on cogs and springs
Mention me by name
And I'll raise my hand
Headphones on
To silence the
Auditory grain
Sharp eyes
Pierce the
Hymen of my soul
Disgusting
It isn't funny
Isn't it funny?
The truth comes out
When inebriated
Gang love
Boys love
The troof comes out
I can’t seem to discern
All that from
the whining in my ears
Don't do things on a whim
Don't open up
They'll shut you down
And later
Put a finger on their lip and ponder
What is the matter with you?
Staying silent too long
Will paralyze you
I want what their having
I twitch
Sometimes
Nervously
No one would blame you
If you threw just one punch
I wouldn't
Too late now
I can't communicate
The two halves
In my head
Can't play nice
They're overwriting each other
I'm a virus
A cancer
My brain recognizes that
And is trying to kill me
The voice in my head
Who does it belong to
And why is it so
Mean
Nuh-uh
A spark was ignited
Through a false connection
zeeeee
Bzzt!
Tackle everything with humor
And don’t share your interests
Otherwise
They’ll sling mud
Fantasize
Pursue a person such as yourself
Like hell
I'm normal
Brain functioning normally
All systems nominal
Soon I'll be
Paranormal
Brain functioning abnormally
Never go full reetard
I still remember
What you didn't do
Better people
Beautiful people
On the bus
Pass me by
They're so relaxed
Even in a hurry
Flustered
yet
Not embarrassed
I can't fix myself
Even though I have the tools
Dote around some more
Postpone everything
Talk about your feelings
I can't tak
You ruined my life
You stole my innocence
So why don't I resent you?
Dulled
Cut to the bone
Write what you know
Let
It
All
Out
Cat hair
Flies straight into the pies
Can't give hugs
With the clothes I currently
Got on
I knew of them
Maybe nine hours of them
I was mistaken
What do you do for fun?
I do nothing
I sulk
I sit
I lay in my bed and sulk
I swallow
Mucus builds up
I swallow
I freeze up
My throat clenches up
I'm being strangled
Are these my own hands?
No marks have been
Left behind
Why can't it be like
Memory foam
Am I imagining things
Someone like me
Can suffocate
I have exhausted all that I have
I have exhausted all that I have
to talk about
Instruct mee
to put my
Sunglasses on
to hide my
identity
People from my past
have no right
to meet up with me
I'm a narcissist
A happy little accident
:)
Screwed
screwed
Nature VS. Me
I'd lose
Fresh air tastes
Foreign
Broken people
Such as myself
Have no reason
Someone I know is doing better
Someone I know is doing better
than me
Revenge
Hasn't crossed my mind
I lie
How could it not
I twitch
Sometimes
Nervously
Put a lid on it
and let it bubble up
And when no ones around
Instigate and let it burst
Don't you forget
You feel good writing this
It takes the edge off
I'm being sincere
And don't you dare
Put an "I think"
In there
FIRST SONG..GOD, I REMEMBER WHEN I WAS SMALL AND DANCED TO IT AT THE BALLETT.. (it was terrible)
The teacher called me names and many girls in the room laughed at me while I sat on the floor with injured legs.
He ruined me, but its my fault. I ruined myself. Im sure i ruined him too. I cant feel genuine enthusiasm to live to see college anymore
@@moony3335 I'm so sorry you went through that, please stay with us hon, things will get better (I know that sounds cliche) you are loved 💖💕💖💖
I just realized my response sounded like a bot- 💀
@@2000snostalgia0 yeah it did LMFAO
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There are many protectors in this life, me included. Don't y'all forget that the next time y'all feel no one in life cares
i dont usually vent in comment sections but fuck it
found this playlist right after seeing a short by clawedbeauty with a pov of slipping into little space and i suddenly just... started crying. something hurt inside me and i yearned for the comfort. i want to slip into little space and have someone hug me and take care of me instead of relying on alters. the few times i slipped into little space around my parents i was yelled at and lectured for something my child mind couldnt understand.
and recently a new alter has formed and has been constantly lecturing me about how i need to do better, that alters in the inner world are suffering but didnt want to tell me bc they didnt trust me. even lecturing me about the front room and how "ugly" and "boring" it was which... yeah it is boring, but it was made almost a year ago. ive been wanting to change it for a while now but never really knew *what* to change it to.
then add on outside stressors with everything going on in the world and my relationship with my parents constantly being tense. its funny to think about, sometimes. i used to trust my mom so much. id cry when she left and would follow her from room to room talking to her, even when she didnt look at me or, hell, walked into an entirely different room or even went outside. she would always tell me she was listening but i never believed her. my own dad doesnt even remember that im allergic to peanuts even tho ive been allergic my whole life and even the smell of peanut butter makes my throat feel tight. they dont remember things i told them but they expect me to remember what they told me. my mom was reluctant to let me go to my friends house bc my guinea pig that id given to them (i couldnt take care of her any longer) had died and it took me begging and crying for her to let me. we argued for a year straight, every single day, when i came out as trans. i once had a shitty day and asked if we had any news about hormones and she said the appointment was pushed back again and i cried. she told me i was guilt tripping and that it was "part of the bpd" (i dont have bpd).
i used to trust her. i used to think to myself "i cant wait to go on a walk so i can tell her about this" or thinking that she was safe to vent to. now every word i say around her is picked carefully.
sometimes i wonder if its possible to miss a childhood you never had
haven't felt as bad as i used to for a long time, but instead just feel absolutely nothing
partly because of the pills, but without them everything gets worse
and since now i have neither pain nor joy, i just mentally continue to return to bad events in the past, although they no longer concern me at all
hug everyone in the comments and hope we all will gonna make it
After my cat died 2 years ago, i fell like not the same happy person. and the war in my country made it worse, i just feel not like i wanted to. im jelaous to people a lot, i always wanna be the first..but i was not like that before. i was happy, happy for others. My cat was the one who made me happy before such things happend. after the expirience how he died on my eyes, it was traumatic..4 days ago i visited his grave, took a panic attack, but now im feel a bit better. Trying to recover myself from his dead even tho its been 2 years, thank you for reading this, im glad people can listen to others.
it has a great storytelling, getting dark trough the songs
TW: r*pe, SA
Last week, I confessed to my mom that I almost got r*ped by an 8 year old boy when I was 6. She said why couldn't I say no and I responded that I was just 6 and I was in kindergarten. I didn't know what to do, I was so young and innocent. As he was going to do it, his mom came in the room in tie to stop him, she scolded him but she was mad at me. He also used to force me to lick his tongue. They moved away from my house and never saw him since. I'm kind of mad that my mom slightly blamed me for not doing anything. Today, I just witness seeing my friend get SA'd by a Junior kid, he kept touching his @ss and he didn't like it, he just froze there and asked for help. I couldn't do anything because I was scared and traumatized from what happened to me when I was 6. I just watched him and turned around and closed my eyes and covered my ears. I was panicking, I felt guilty for not helping. He hid behind me as the Junior kid tried touching him, I told him to stop and that this wasn't cool. I felt extremely guilty after that and apologized to him and asked him if he was all right. He was silent...☹️
AMAZING SONGS!
Thanks for doing this playlist, currently lying on my bed while I hear it :)
Going crazy, sitting on the floor, I'm listening to your lovely playlist, thank you ^^
its been a year. i’ve been getting better, but its been horrible as of recently. i relapsed 3 days after the most recent one, the time before that had a gap of 5 months. my body dysmorphia gotten worse, ive been borderline starving myself. everything has became hell from what it was just 4 weeks ago. no one cares, and i have no one to run to. i simply try to cope with music; it doesnt work any more.
What song is at 1:47? It's giving me Mario Galaxy vibes, but I can't quite place it
Hi by Temporex. I hope this helped you! :}
@@kingdedede3090thank you for helping them out btw ❤️
@@kingdedede3090 Ty!
Bro i got omori vibes T-T
i need more. like srsly this playlist is my lifeline.
It's been years, i've been neglected by my family, even worse stuff have happend, obviosly even more traumatic events, one, after the other, but even with that i finally feel happy, even with all that's going on i know i'm trying and my friends love me and took me under their wing for years, my best friend has been by my side for almost 6 years now.. We're unseparable, and i'm finally okay emotionally, this year has been awsome despite all the horrible things, my friends care about me and i respect them, they are awsome, and i feel okay, everything will be okay! After all of that they make me smile so fast even if i'm crying, my sadness no longer lasts long usually, all i see are a beautiful sunny or cloudy day! Even if i can't go outside by myself my window has an AWSOME view and i love it!! I share pictures of it to my friend, we draw together online, i make gifts for them and sometimes they even make gifts for me!! I feel so lucky to be alive, i no longer want to die, it's been a long time since i just wanna survive, i wanna live, i don't wanna harm myself, i just wanna live, it took me years, and years.. So long to finally feel like this, and it's almost been a complete year feeling this..ALIVE! I hope everyone can find happiness here, it'll be ok! It's possible!
ive been physically abused since i was a child and sometimes it still continues on, i am currently 15 and i was actually starting to get better, i would self harm and other people would push me away because they werent really fond of me, but then there was this girl that didnt, she actually liked how i was. Loved how i was, and i eventually started dating her and i loved her more than anything, but she always would tell me to find someone better, even though she was so perfect for me. I loved her more than anything in the world and eventually she became my reason to live, yesterday night she left me. I dont know what to do anymore. This playlist actually helped me take my mind off things but some songs keep reminding me of her. I dont know what I can do please someone help i dont know what to do.
these pictures are so… strangely comforting and weird at the same time?
I was forced to grow up too early, my parents told and showed me stuff I didn’t wanna know, and they let bad things happen too me. I’m a teen now, and they wonder why I have mental issues.
Oh dearie me the amount of omori fans here (I am one of them). Anyways vent time. For the sake of anonymity, my age is from 14 to 16
My life has been teetering on the edge of being a bad dream to being literal hell since to moment I was born. I've always been on the more depressed side. No matter how good my life gets, it always somehow gets back to me hurting myself. When I was around 7, my older brother tried and succeeded to sexually assault me. He did it a couple times before eventually stopping for a while. he got me addicted to weed. I still struggle with addiction to this day. When I was 9, he sexually assaulted me when I was under the influence. Nothing about it feels real. I have been harming myself since I was 8, I still haven't stopped.
I also feel like black sheep in my family. My mom doesn't support me because I am an Atheist and a transman. My dad barely supports me. Pretty much no one calls me my preferred name and the people who do don't use my pronoun (He/They). The whole situation has brought me to the thought of suicide. I don't wanna leave my friends but I really can't live like this.
I thought I’d hate this but it’s really soothing for some reason…I desperately need and want to vent but I don’t know how to fully open up like that
Try to do this for yourself on paper for example
I haven’t had any trauma but I just clicked on bc I was bored but for me this is a really good playlist it’s like a vent playlist as well :)) I’ve been frustrated and overwhelmed for a long time already and having su1cidal thoughts lately and I can’t even express myself for who I really am (I’m a furry and possibly a therian) :(( and my whole family cousins friends classmates etc are Antis (except for 1 cousins and 1 friend) and I do quads secretly and I got gear for “just Halloween” and my sisters made fun of me for getting gear (they still are) and I’m getting so so sooo sick of it ;/ and I wear my gear for quads when I’m home alone it’s so stressful and I haven’t came out to ANYONE about being a therian except for that 1 cousin and friend they are so nice….but life is getting so stressful and overwhelming… ;( I just want to end it but Ik how I’ll make everyone sad and cry so I’ll promise not to commit it….i really am trying though…
TO THE PERSON READING THIS!: please love yourself don’t even call yourself fat and ugly or whatever your beautiful and amazing dont worry what other people think! :) please please please if your trying to commit don’t…what about your pet(s) or family friend cousins etc they are going to miss you lots and lots of:((and cry so don’t commit things will get better I know it’s hard but you can do this! Your brave and strong and nice :) and if people don’t like u they don’t deserve u bye lovely person take care🫶🏽
By-Jessie🐾🪶
Спасибо, я даже сохранил себе ваш комментарий, буду перечитывать и делать и создавать великие вещи!❤
@@Frogi02 I don’t understand that….
@@Jessie_0n__PaWs translate this🤔
@@Frogi02 it won’t let me
@@Jessie_0n__PaWs "Thank you, I even saved your comment, I will reread it and do and create great things!❤"
TW: Small vent!!! :,)
Honestly this playlist reminds me of how badly my parents actually fucked me up. My basically absent mother, my always agressive father. Fear was the only discipline I got, and my parents never bothered comforting me. But now my parents are really nice people, they've gotten kinder as time went on, but because of this I feel like I truly am just dramatic. Like what if it really only was in my head? I don't think my trauma is that bad, but emotional neglect still isn't something that anyone, let alone a child, should go through. I wish my father would've tried being nicer, or that my mother actually made more of an effort to be there for me. Since now it kinda feels like my childhood is long gone, like it was over before I even got the chance of actually experiencing it. I'm 15 now, but it feels like i'm already an independent adult. Or at least it feels like I should be, but I'm not and I hate it.
When the monster in my closet gets scared because i started to laugh from crying in an instant
brief vent, abuse ment
sometimes i think 'oh yeah i was never abused as a child wdym :)' and then i remember the one (1) time my step mom hit me and then it's like, man, maybe i was treated way worse than i remember, maybe none of that was normal. it's wild how only one break can make someone rethink and recontextualize the past.
AAAAAA You Smell of Dead Flowers referenced AAAAAAAA
I typed out a long vent but the page buffered and I lost it :(
-The Basis of It
I learned about s*x at a young age not because anyone touched me but because I was accused of s*xually a**ulting my little half-sister. I was nine, she was five, and there were a lot of adults around us who did not give a sh*t about the kids they were supposedly 'fighting for custody of'. I was a fairly innocent nine-year-old and my little sister has managed to forget about it, but we're both in therapy now and the long-lasting effects (no touching, no being unsupervised together, no talking about why I hate her side of the family) made it difficult for us to form a connection until now.
I subscribed cuz I loved your content. Weirdcore is something that speaks to me
Yeah i think things will get better actually. Thanks 4 the playlist
Endure i tell myself yet i don't know how much can i endure
Drawing vent art while listening to this
I'm starting to think that I am not able to have any kind of connection with people or to be a good friend.
No matter how would I behave, - polite, understanding, or joking every second - I am not an interesting person. And a conversation with me is no more than a "one-evening-conversation".
I had no friends at all when I just moved, and at my any attempts to make new ones they laughed or ignored me. I guess, I didn't do it right. Every. Single. Time. It's so stupid and irrational, but since then I still have no motivation to talk to someone in real life.
Then, I found comfort in Internet! I could talk and play and laugh up untill the morning with my new company. I loved and supported them, just like they did. They gave me attention, as much, as I wanted. Right then it was all gone. I could no more communicate with any of them as it was hurtful to remember how much fun we had (for me, or them), to remind us that we could not bring any of it back.
Situations like this were repeated one after another, as I've been trying to fill these holes again and again. Someone told me that "it is gonna be all fine, and I will find people even better than them". But the thing was that I never wanted to change anything I already had. Never wanted these days to end. Never wanted to be uncomfortable for someone, or argue with someone, or text someone "I'm sorry, I guess, it will be better, if we stop communicating now", or read this exactly from someone dear to me. But I did all of this, and I lost everyone I doted on. No one left now. I'm starting to feel just tired of cycle of getting attached and loosing. I'm not even sure if i will not be alone. I definitely need someone, so I would be at least worth anything.
If only I could live at least one day from that time again... It is quite obvious that I've been living in the past, but there's nothing left for me to do but "to hope that one day things will get better" and try to contribute to that. Ooh, how many times have I said that to others, and to myself... Despite that everything is getting only worse.
Or, maybe, I can also believe that "it's not about me and my persona itself, but about my small age and experience". Thus, in any case, I only have to wait until someone tells me how to live properly.
I am sorry for my silly whining. And for my bad English. :3
Starting with claire d lune already a banger playlist
I just love listening to these, they some reason but me at rest, it feels so relaxing. I had a pretty traumatic childhood, and now I'm pretty much 15 (my bday is Nov. 5th), and the trauma slowed but it didnt stop. I also recently learned something that I went through was truely so much worse that what I knew because I was too young to understand what I survived. I stopped wearing dresses when my 10th birthday hit and honestly I still worry when I wear a cute outfit. Younger me, I'm so sorry. I know you wanted to feel better by now but I just can't.
Trauma-core playlists always make me feel better
Well, i just want to join all those people in the comments and say my word too. It's not really about any trauma, but at the moment I'm struggling with depersonalisation and insomnia, and it's hitting pretty bad when you don't feel real and just want to be as far away as possible. It's became hard for me to bear social interactions, i feel bad after every dialogue or just simply being near people. Yet i feel extremely lonely. But it's fine. I'll get through it. And everything will be alright for all of us here. Thank you for this playlist and this little safe place you created, it made me feel a little bit better today 💝
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I am superrrr glad to say that things have gotta way better for me in the past year! Technically it’s still pretty bad considering the stuff going on at home and oh GOD the family drama! But I’m happier now. And that’s all that matters to me, not both sides of my family still telling me my mother was a horrible person even after she died. Not my cousin having assaulted me/HIS SIBLINGS and ruining my life or my grandparents guilting me into forgiving him. (Plus me having first period with him and it going slowly to having them over everyday) I want to live again for the first time in years and that’s all that matters to me
Just want to tell you this...
I'm sick of everything, I'm sick of politics, I'm sick of wars, I'm sick of my father, he can't control his damn aggression
I'm sick of constant obscenities in my and my mother's direction, when he's not in the mood, he's more like a wild beast screaming at everything and everything...
Because of this, during quarrels, I constantly bang my head against the wardrobe, hit myself on the head and face with my fist, or bite my wrists hard...
Yes, sometimes he gives advice... But, this does not cover what he said and I just want a different father...
Or just be anything but a child in this family
I forgot to add, I have a pretty good relationship with my mother, and at least this is my ray of light
I don’t really have any teams but this playlist weirdly makes me comfortable
Might as well vent too
I am myself
I am still myself after ten years.
Barely anything has changed since that car hit my mother
Why wasn’t it me to save her?
My dad would be better if I died instead
I already and and always will be.
One stupid motherless failure.
Pls are there any way someone could put time stamps with the songs names? I wanna know the name of the songs 😭
Sorry for bad English it's not my first language
Not going to go into detail, but I feel like I can't tell if my feelings are valid, and that if my trauma and the things that happened to me are actually trauma, abuse, neglect, etc, or I'm just lying to myself, being entitled, insensitive, and a brat that just doesn't listen to their singular parent.
Я чувствую ответственность когда хочу дать совет, поэтому я передумал его давать вам... Это сложно... Зачем я это пишу..
nothing is helping anymore. I want out.
My mother was genuenlly awful. She would spread lies about people she didnt liek for the most petty reasons; she tried to mold me into a very hateful and toxic person to try and make me like her. That included making me afraid of the same things that she was afraid of (she would constantly force me to watch paranormal related horror shows and movies). She was increadibly manipulative and strict. Thankfully I believe I am becoming a person that my younger self would've felt safe to be around. As my only true fear is turning into sombody like her.
But thats not the worst part, I pretty much cannot raise my voice on my own because the only time i yelled at my mother was the same night that she wrongfully imprisoned my friend and tried to coax me into thinking that it was his fault on my i started getting aggressive (all i had done was yell at her saying i was done with this treatment and that I was moving in with my dad). I still have a very difficult time even talking loudly.
Its been about 4 years since i decided to move in with my dad (i was 12) and it was potentially been the greatest decision I've made in my life. I still have my issues: Im afraid of the things my my mother made me afraid of, I still dont fully trust my dad (she would tell me lies about him and try to make me hate him), and I can still get volitile at the slightest inconvinence. But I've gotten better. I've practiced raising my voice to be louder, I've been more open with my dad so I can trust him,and ive been learning to handle my emotions in a healthy way.
I still have a long way to go, I forgave my mom in my heart since I know she is in genuene need of mental help. But nothing can change what happened to me.
I am broken, and I am ok with that.