It’s just so annoying how they all leave me without asking for help cause I always tell them that I’m here and yet i still lose them
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Maybe they don't like opening or they aren't as close to you as you think. I know it hurts but this shit happenes.
god i need to stop making fun of people and being sinful.
at least i know allah is not granting my wishes with a dunya, he is not granting them at all.
at least i know allah is not granting my wishes with a dunya, he is not granting them at all.
i try to hate you for leaving me. for making me cry myself to sleep, for being the reason i feel alone most days.
yet i still love you.
why do you do this to me...
yet i still love you.
why do you do this to me...
hi there mental health space
i just need to rant so
theres this girl whos my school best friend, and we've been friends since sixth grade
we've been to eachothers houses went to eat out together etc
then out of the blue she ignores me for some reason
i asked her why and shes like u know what u did
and I had absolutley NO idea what she was talking about
and then I kept asking her, and she kept on saying if u knew about it u r a good friend
She told me not to talk to her so i stopped
and now she's not talking to me anymore
and I feel like all m friends know and think im sum type of villan
I feel really sick, and not well
what should ido ?
i just need to rant so
theres this girl whos my school best friend, and we've been friends since sixth grade
we've been to eachothers houses went to eat out together etc
then out of the blue she ignores me for some reason
i asked her why and shes like u know what u did
and I had absolutley NO idea what she was talking about
and then I kept asking her, and she kept on saying if u knew about it u r a good friend
She told me not to talk to her so i stopped
and now she's not talking to me anymore
and I feel like all m friends know and think im sum type of villan
I feel really sick, and not well
what should ido ?
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relapse era :/
tw *******
i sometimes think about killing myself.
is that normal?
i sometimes think about killing myself.
is that normal?
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they go poof when i decide to let it all out.
funny huh
funny huh
I’m sry im just not good at handling this type of stuff :/
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no. completely healthy ppl don't think abt killing themselves. pls talk to an adult if you're having these kinds of thoughts <3
At what age do people start feeling stressed about school and their future?
I know this might be a little weird but I need to get it off my chest.. I feel like I'm not good enough anymore I feel like shit.. my girl friend for almost 4 years broke up with me today because she think we fell out of love with each other which I told her I am in love with her still but she isn't...
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I think usually it would be when they’re in their senior high school years, but also when they’re either at uni or not at uni after graduating high school.
I’m just never good enough, huh. countless ppl criticize me over my “needy” personality, well guess who caused it. The fact that many ppl have left me feeling like im just not good enough made me change my entire personality so that i can just fit in. Why is it my fault that everyone judges me? “Why are u online so much?” Maybe bc online i have ppl who dont judge me for being who i am. I’m always either to quiet or to loud for everyone, well then why dont u just make my entire personality for me? Why dont u tell me everything i need to be ur friend? I didnt even ask for u to be my friend, and i hate u sm. U make false accusations of me saying that i talk abt u behind ur back, when i was saying how much i look up to u. Well not anymore, since u glare at me and yell at me for doing little things. You yelled at me for breathing loudly-. Am i not aloud to breathe anymore? Have the rules of life changed for only me to the point where i breathe and im suddenly not good enough for u? I’m sorry but this isn’t build a bear where u can make up personalities for all of ur little dolls, grow up. I used to idolize u and strive to be as good as u but look where we are now.
my bsf moved to another country on Monday and now im sad that she left bc me and her would talk everyday and she was literally my other half
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TW/Death of a pet
For some reason I can't stop thinking about my dead cat. He died in April of this year and I was the only one there. I just feel like sharing will make me less sad. Also I'm not sure if I've shared this before, because I think I had just started back on the forums when this happened. Anyways....
I was still in college, about 45 min from home. My parents went on a week long vacation out of the country. My brother was in school in a different state with no form of communication.
My cat had recently been diagnosed with diabetes and needed insulin shots. We had a pet sitter for that period but she didn't know how to do the shots so they backed out. So my parents decided to board my two cats and my dog would be staying at the pet sitter's apartment.
About 1 day into the boarding and my parents being away my mom called me asking me to go pick up our two cats and stay at home with them because my now dead cat wasn't doing well. He was refusing to eat and was miserable.
When I got the cats home I couldn't get him to eat. He tried going up the stairs to go and sit on his favorite spot on the couch. When he got to that floor he passed out on the ground and started breathing really hard. I called the vet and they had me bring him in. I told my parents when I was there and they thought I was being dramatic.
They gave him insulin and some paste like food at the vet. They had to force feed him.They gave me these tubes and told me to try to feed him at home. They also gave him an IV so they had to put this bandage on his paw. Due to that he had the cone of shame.
When we got home I tried feeding my cat while sobbing. He hated it and was constantly moving away and shaking his head. I was barely able to get him to eat anything.
The next day he slept on my lap when I was in a zoom meeting. I didn't move for 3 hours after because I didn't want to disrupt him. I would take his cone off whenever I was with him cause he looked miserable.
Because he still wasn't eating I brought him back to the vet and they kept him for the day. They discovered that he had a kidney infection and it was spreading. My parents spoke with the vet and there was a treatment they could do. My parents decided to go ahead with it and wanted to wait to put him down until they got home. I told them I wanted to put him down but they wouldn't let me. They started the treatment that day.
When I got home all he would do was sit in front of his water bowl and drink. I sent so many pictures but my parents still wouldn't let me have him put down. When I went upstairs to sleep I left him with his cone on so he didn't hurt his paw.
When I came down in the morning he had gotten the cone off but hadn't done anything to his paw. That was a big sign that he was feeling horrible.
I brought him to the vet again for the treatment feeling horrible. When I got home I called my parents and insist we put him down. They finally relented and I called the vet. I was to come in at noon so he could be put down.
When he was brought into the room he look so sad and devoid of life. I was given some time to be alone with him. During this period I facetimed the rest of my family so they could say goodbye. I spent some time petting him and hugging him, sobbing the whole time.
Finally he was put down. I thought there would be a delay in the injection and his death, but it was pretty automatic. I wish the vet had told me that because I wanted to be the last thing he saw.
I was given more time to be with him. I pet him, hugged him, took pictures of his paw. When I went to hold him, something he didn't tolerate normally, he was like a lifeless doll. I knew that was normal since he was dead, but it just made it more real. Eventually I decided it was time for me to go. I left him there so he could be cremated.
We had gotten him when I was 9 years old and he died when I was 22. He was 1 month from turning 13. He lived such a long live. He was a chonker and would spend most of his time sleeping. He was my favorite and I was his. I even named him, Mittens.
It was strange because after he died and I had gotten home I didn't really cry that much. Maybe cause I knew his suffering was over?
Occasionally I think of him and feel happy/sad, today is more sad. But I'm starting to feel better after typing all of this out.
Mittens was the best cat (don't tell my other cat I said that). But this was one of the hardest things I have experienced in my life.
You don't need to respond to this. I'm an adult and you shouldn't have to deal with my personal issues if you're a minor. That's what someone on here told me once. I just needed to get this all out in some kinda public area so I knew that at least someone cared. I can't talk to my parents cause I'm pet sitting and they're probably asleep. And I don't wanna get all weepy on my friends. I'm not good with emotions. But yeah you don't have to respond to this. I'm an adult and minors shouldn't have to deal with my sad ***** moments.
For some reason I can't stop thinking about my dead cat. He died in April of this year and I was the only one there. I just feel like sharing will make me less sad. Also I'm not sure if I've shared this before, because I think I had just started back on the forums when this happened. Anyways....
I was still in college, about 45 min from home. My parents went on a week long vacation out of the country. My brother was in school in a different state with no form of communication.
My cat had recently been diagnosed with diabetes and needed insulin shots. We had a pet sitter for that period but she didn't know how to do the shots so they backed out. So my parents decided to board my two cats and my dog would be staying at the pet sitter's apartment.
About 1 day into the boarding and my parents being away my mom called me asking me to go pick up our two cats and stay at home with them because my now dead cat wasn't doing well. He was refusing to eat and was miserable.
When I got the cats home I couldn't get him to eat. He tried going up the stairs to go and sit on his favorite spot on the couch. When he got to that floor he passed out on the ground and started breathing really hard. I called the vet and they had me bring him in. I told my parents when I was there and they thought I was being dramatic.
They gave him insulin and some paste like food at the vet. They had to force feed him.They gave me these tubes and told me to try to feed him at home. They also gave him an IV so they had to put this bandage on his paw. Due to that he had the cone of shame.
When we got home I tried feeding my cat while sobbing. He hated it and was constantly moving away and shaking his head. I was barely able to get him to eat anything.
The next day he slept on my lap when I was in a zoom meeting. I didn't move for 3 hours after because I didn't want to disrupt him. I would take his cone off whenever I was with him cause he looked miserable.
Because he still wasn't eating I brought him back to the vet and they kept him for the day. They discovered that he had a kidney infection and it was spreading. My parents spoke with the vet and there was a treatment they could do. My parents decided to go ahead with it and wanted to wait to put him down until they got home. I told them I wanted to put him down but they wouldn't let me. They started the treatment that day.
When I got home all he would do was sit in front of his water bowl and drink. I sent so many pictures but my parents still wouldn't let me have him put down. When I went upstairs to sleep I left him with his cone on so he didn't hurt his paw.
When I came down in the morning he had gotten the cone off but hadn't done anything to his paw. That was a big sign that he was feeling horrible.
I brought him to the vet again for the treatment feeling horrible. When I got home I called my parents and insist we put him down. They finally relented and I called the vet. I was to come in at noon so he could be put down.
When he was brought into the room he look so sad and devoid of life. I was given some time to be alone with him. During this period I facetimed the rest of my family so they could say goodbye. I spent some time petting him and hugging him, sobbing the whole time.
Finally he was put down. I thought there would be a delay in the injection and his death, but it was pretty automatic. I wish the vet had told me that because I wanted to be the last thing he saw.
I was given more time to be with him. I pet him, hugged him, took pictures of his paw. When I went to hold him, something he didn't tolerate normally, he was like a lifeless doll. I knew that was normal since he was dead, but it just made it more real. Eventually I decided it was time for me to go. I left him there so he could be cremated.
We had gotten him when I was 9 years old and he died when I was 22. He was 1 month from turning 13. He lived such a long live. He was a chonker and would spend most of his time sleeping. He was my favorite and I was his. I even named him, Mittens.
It was strange because after he died and I had gotten home I didn't really cry that much. Maybe cause I knew his suffering was over?
Occasionally I think of him and feel happy/sad, today is more sad. But I'm starting to feel better after typing all of this out.
Mittens was the best cat (don't tell my other cat I said that). But this was one of the hardest things I have experienced in my life.
You don't need to respond to this. I'm an adult and you shouldn't have to deal with my personal issues if you're a minor. That's what someone on here told me once. I just needed to get this all out in some kinda public area so I knew that at least someone cared. I can't talk to my parents cause I'm pet sitting and they're probably asleep. And I don't wanna get all weepy on my friends. I'm not good with emotions. But yeah you don't have to respond to this. I'm an adult and minors shouldn't have to deal with my sad ***** moments.
I hate my stepdad sm. When i was 9, i got yelled at and slapped for getting a b on a test that he wouldnt even help me study for. He’s the reason why i used to give myself scars from scratching myself, and he’s extremely manipulative. He has my mom thinking that hes mr perfect, but when shes not around, he yells and cusses at me and my 7 yr old brother. I just wish she would see who he truly is.
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my stepmom consistently pits me and my dad against each other and it is NOT very sexy lol. #ihatemylife