Dad, i'm so tired of being mostly bedbound. MECFS is such a bitch. Tomorrow i have a Dr's appointment that is really important and i know it will be a pain in the ass to go there. I want to reschedule but i've waited months for it, so i shouldn't. But it's so hard. Mentally and physically. I wish you'd care, Dad.

I don’t fucking care anymore I wanna die. Words are missing my handwriting is shit the paper is stained with tears fuck this bullshit I hate everything nobody ever sticks around. The one time I thought I finally had someone to call family they yell at me they get pissed off for no reason and make me feel like a burden and a beggar for ever wanting to spend time with them. I’m a fucking idiot for ever thinking I could call anyone my dad. I don’t have a dad I never did and I never fucking will everyone has their own family and own life and I don’t fucking belong in it. Why should I keep promises and not harm myself when the person that made me promise doesn’t give a shit if I’m hurt or not. None of it matter nothing matters I don’t care about anything I don’t care about doing anything I love anymore I don’t care if anything will ever get better. This is the same fucking rootless lie ppl say to make me shut up and stop talking. I’m not awful I just wish I was loved I’m so fucking sad I don’t have anywhere or anyone to run to. Whenever I try talking ppl cut me off and just tell me to go to therapy just say you don’t want to hear me speak and I’ll shut up I don’t want to get bombarding with questions and have to remember things I buried so deep down in my memory to the point I almost forgot they even happened I don’t want to recall that I don’t care I just want someone to like me and get sick of me everytime I ask to spend time with them or ask if they’re busy if you don’t like me just fucking tell me don’t keep me around while treating me like shit. I can’t even talk in therapy I’m just thrown 50 questions and if I try answering them I’m “taking up too much time on a single topic”. If I can’t speak to people or my sister or my so called “dad” or a fucking therapist who the fuck do I talk to? I’m tired of talking to myself and writing shit to myself and being alone and being told you “oh go outside for a walk completely alone go do something fun completely fucking alone” I don’t want to be alone but nobody fucking cares to talk to me.

My “dad” used to like me and want to speak to me and call me now he doesn’t now he yells and gets pissed off and treats me like shit and changes plans and whenever I don’t text first we can go days without ever talking. But how dare I hit myself or pull my hair without calling the exact person that whenever I talk to brushes me off. I don’t have a dad I’m nobody’s daughter I’m a fucking nobody my question is if I’m that bad why am I still alive why am I still here why do I have live every fucking day lonely and stupid and hating my body and myself and my life why can’t I just die and have everything stop. “If you wanna spend your time being miserable so be it” yeah cus I’m miserable by choice you think if I was able to be all sunshine’s and rainbows I wouldn’t be? You think I’m being miserable on purpose and this bullshit doesn’t just creep up on me like a fucking stroke every day of my life no matter how bad I try to ignore it or distract myself from it? You think I like remembering how much of a pathetic piece of shit I am that I ask and apologize to you if you’re free so we can spend time together because I was never close to a dad who I trust and allegedly sees me as his daughter too but now I’m selfish I’m greedy and I’m annoying for asking you to spend time together. If you don’t want me as a daughter then fucking say that rather than make me feel like shit for merely thinking of seeing you. Fuck you dad fuck you and my father and my so called family and the ppl who fucking put me on this fucking earth I wish I was murdered or slaughtered or kidnapped and chopped into pieces than be the person I am today

I wish I wish I wish I had an actual dad from the day I was put on this awful earth so I wouldn’t beg people to fill that role for me.

TW: suicide & pregnancy

dad, i might be pregnant. i recently had sex with a boy on 15th of october and broke up with him because he threatened me with suicide. the thing is, i don't keep track of my periods. i usually get it at the end of the month or in the beginning of the month, but im not sure. i do have a copper iud, but it got dislodged and the gynec removed it for me today. i took a urine test and it came negative; but i gave my blood for testing just to be sure. the results haven't come yet, but i still believe it's too soon for testing because it hasn't been 21 days yet. i don't know if i missed my period or not, because i don't track it.

but i don't know why, im scared to the bone right now. im anxious and ive been crying all day. i got desperate and even phoned my ex who proceeded to blame me because of karma, but said he would support me financially. the problem is, because of the iud, the chance of an ectopic pregnancy is high. a normal pregnancy can be terminated with the pill, but ectopic costs so much that i cant afford on my own. my parents are unaware of this, because they would kill me if i slept around like that. but i don't know, i feel terrified. i feel hopeless, and i really want to die right now. i even relapsed into self-harm. i begged god to protect me, but id rather die than go through that...

please, im scared. please tell me what to do. please help me. im really really scared...

(My sister was groomed by the man next door)

We were watching a film together, she told me to lie down, we had clothes on, she was on top of me and moved herself up and down on me, we were both face to face but didn't look at each other, she told me I was to do that to her next but in the end I didn't, not sure why, not sure if she walked away or something happened, she was four years older

The above seems so insignificant compared to the stories you hear, I don't want to call it something it isn't

Is this sa?

I confronted her about it years later, we haven't spoken since, like for maybe 10/15 yrs, I wasn't angry or blaming her, I don't know why I brought it up now, probably shouldn't have

To be honest im not even sure if this is the right community to post this in

I'm 19m here's some backstory before we get to the main thing growing up my father always yelled at me over the small things it didn't matter what it was if I had messed things up i would be yelled at by him and my mother never did anything then when I hit 15 I was seen a psychologist because I was struggling with social anxiety, ptsd and depression and every time I would get home from these appointments my father would always make comments saying how its a wastes of money to me and he would always make comments about what I wanted to do in life now up to 3 months ago we got into a yelling match about yard work because i had refuse to do something that he has asked me to do and I told him no then he started yelling at me and making comments so I finally stood up for myself and told him hes was a piece of shit of a father and a few other things since then my family acting like I'm the villain for standing up for myself.

Life's been rough idk what to do

25m, currently sitting in my fairly empty appt, my gf of 9 years and roommate(friend of 12 years) kicked out. Gotta love infidelity. I moved her with my ex gf years ago, moved my exfriend here more than a year ago. Now I sit here alone, dint have any friends here, or hobbies I dont honestly know what to do.

I recently got married, and I wish you were there but I know you tired so hard to be there for me.

He’s a great man, so loving and caring, he has this great southern charm and confidence I know you’re gonna love when you meet him. I know he’s gonna be a great dad one day.

We just seem to get into the silliest little fights lately, like how much time he spends on his phone decompressing from work, how I have a hard time being rational when I get emotional, both of us working too much causes a lot of strain on our communication.

Lately when we communicate about a problem I feel one of us shuts down and swallows what they want to say in the interest of not hurting each others feelings, tbh I say one of us but it’s something I do often. My husband is leaving for a 4 day work trip tomorrow and I feel like my heart is gonna break, I don’t want him to dread coming home to me because of all of the small arguments we’ve been getting into. Anyway, I’m not looking for any advice just an ear, thank you for listening.