I think I am completely in love with my boyfriend. But.. I miss being able to hAve fun and I slightly miss some people I used to have it with. I love being with him.. I just wish I was able to. Maybe I'm not ready for commitment yet. I wish I could just be alone sometimes and be free to be whoever and with whoever I want.

I regularly consider killing myself. I am so very tired of being alone, of failing ,of fearing, of being. I wish there was an alternative, that it didn't seem so very listless, so pointless. I crave love, value, hope, and have not found it. If I can say nothing else, I will only say: I am so very sorry.

My family found out i cut and none of them cared and they didnt even asked why let alone check if I stilled did it -.- Whatever family, Feeling the love x'D

My Older brother tried to kill himself and I didnt even care and I was there when my parents found him and My dad was yelling at him about how that a pussy way out and in my head i thought that Nu dad he was a pussy when he didnt cut deeper 0_0 Im awful Ik, But its not like that i hate him or anything but I dont love him either, I dont love anyone in my fam....i have reasons to not also, My mum cheats on her bf with my dad and the reason my parents arent together anymore is cuz she cheated and Ive been hit by my dad more than once and Ill tell my mum and she doesnt believe me even when my sister saw it and she also said he did she still didnt think so and I dont have enough room to rant about the rest of my fam x'D

the only times I'm really happy is when I burn or cut myself. It hurts so much but in those moments of pain, i don't think about him at all. I can't. It's stinging or burning too much so I feel better. The pain and seeing what it does makes me feel better. I used to exercise a lot. I got small and nobody cared. Now I get excited about personal injury. I get hurt and nobody cares.

I'm in senior school now and the bullying got worse. The boys are really sexual to me and the girls exclude me. I don't know what to do. I had my mum give me 3 days off school because I hated the school. Please. Someone help me.

This morning I got up for breakfast which my mom had left for me. My dad called me and told me he made breakfast. All I did was tell him that already had some. He then started to yell at me and told me not to disrespect him and eat his food. I said whatever and then he got up and started to threaten me and tell not to give him attitude because he wouldn't be afraid to grab me by the hair and hit me. He started to tell me not to answer to him with anything but smiles or yes and no. He then hit me behind the head once and across the face and mouth twice. I was really frustrated since I remember him doing the same thing to my brother a couple of years ago which caused my brothers glasses to fall and crack. He now wonders why my brother gives him attitude. After my dad left I had to scarf down food even with no appetite. I guess you can imagine how much crying and frustration took place afterwards but I didn't let my father see. What should I do and is that abuse?

I'm a middle-aged male and in recent years, I've been putting on weight and feeling bad about how I look. Just before Christmas, a parcel arrived form Amazon. I opened it and was shocked to find a panty girdle. I checked my account and I had ordered it. I had been drinking that day, and I guess I ordered it on impulse in a fit of self-disgust. I was too embarrassed to return it, so I kept it. When I was dressing to return to work in January, I saw it in the drawer. I caught sight of my pot belly in the mirror and, again on impulse, pulled it out of the drawer and struggled into it. After only five minutes, I was about to take it off when my car pool arrived early. So I had to wear it to work. To my horror, several people asked me if I had lost weight. So I've had to keep wearing it ever since, and I hate every second. I can't stop as it'd be noticed, so I now have to force myself into a tight panty girdle every morning and wear it all day long. I can't believe I've been so stupid.