I live in a family of actors. With them nothing is real. My grandfather made a family buisness that he made my dad and all his children slaves to it. He was abusive short tempered prick and still is. My dad could not leave it behind so him and the majority of my family live close by and still work there. My whole extended family hate eachother because of the buisness. Every family reuion every birthday every open house is just another buisness meating. My dad draged me into it. This place is my hell. I cant stand it its driving me insane has for three years now. When his at home or work he shows his true colors. Any where else the mask comes on and now one whould every how fucked up we are. I have come to a point where I have become numb. To the point I dont care if I live or die, Sometimes wish it even. Are family is just a gaint masquered. And no ones knows…
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Started as a kid, had a mom who drank way too much and a dad who never looked my way, birthdays were ok no one talked to me but my sisters, my mom would drink and have friends over as always doing things pills/drugs etc. Parents would cheat on each other and all I did since living in a town that had no one was sit in my room and play nintendo etc (my uncle gave it to me) Ended up moving to a small town, not as small but pretty small and met a friend i was close with but my parents tried to keep me from visiting. im just going to jump to it, i got a ged to go work offshore but the man that was going to hire me DIED 2 days later after achieving a ged which is a nightmare to have because i cant get a job much less join the military! last few days ive callled places like job corp, the military service, college everything! I was kicked out of my house after my parents cursed me out and! my girlfriend who just came here from canada, they cut the power to my room stole my stuff (money, tv, computer etc.) seriously this isn’t legal at all, im 21 with no life and theirs not a god damn thing i can do |
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I was in foster care for about 11 years on and off. I was taken in at age 1 then brought back at age 4 and I was adopted again at age 6. Awhile later I was then taken out of my house at 10pm by cops because it was reported to the cops that I was addicted to porn at the age of 6, my father was a drug dealer, and my babysitter raped by little sister. Later both me and my siblings were taken in by this bitch. She used to talk to my teachers and tell them what I had to do, that I had to do extra schoolwork and to call her if I wasn’t doing extra. She made me do all of the housework after school, football practice (weather I was injured or not), and before I did my homework. She got me arrested because I went off to band practice, and she didn’t agree with it. So she tried to physically take my guitar from me. So I pulled away and she called the cops. When the cops arrived she said that I injured her thumb. The same thumb that she was complaining about for two weeks before. She gave me and my siblings away. I went to a friends house for 5 months, then DSS found out about where I was and she was forced to take me back, because I wasn’t in a DSS approved house. She got me arrested because I went off to band practice, and she didn’t agree with it. So she tried to physically take my guitar from me. So I pulled away and she called the cops. When the cops arrived she said that I injured her thumb. The same thumb that she was complaining about for two weeks before. She makes my friends do her chores whenever they come over. Nothing can be done uinless it’s her way and with her permission. She’s a power whore. She ALWAYS has to have her way. She’s opinionated and lazy. She also had random mood swings and gets pissed off at me for no reason. I’m convinced that the reason why she still has us is because she gets paid 2000 dollars per month for keeping us. Right now I am 19 and I don’t have a license or permit and after multiple promises to be driven to take the test, none were held up… The worst thing is, I can’t escape it. The idea of succeeding is not guaranteed for me when I have this hard life getting in my way. |
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Elisa is my “mother”. Elisa acts like she’s 13 when she’s really 38. elisa called my bestfriend fat. I got mad because who is she to think she can 1. talk shit about anyone 2. talk shit about my bestfriend 3. talk shit and not hear my mouth. To add to this fight she reads an i.m that me and my bestfiend are talking about my brother driving threw her town which he wasnt suppose to be so when she askes him if he was. he says no so she thinks my and my “fat” bestfriend are just liars but in reality he did go to her town but he just didnt want elisa to find out. Sometimes i wish that my older brother would stop ratting me out and would take his own words of advise and man up to what his done. im 17 and feel like a 30 year old. I live in a house where the person who is suppose to be teaching me to do right acts like my 15 year old sister. My 15 year old sister is a BITCH. But a BITCH for no reason. Sometimes i wish she was a boy so i could just fcuk her upp. I also live in a house with a 19 year old boy. im not going to go on about him but i could write a book on how stupid he is. My life at home fcuken sucks |
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Elisa is my “mother”. Elisa acts like she’s 13 when she’s really 38. elisa called my bestfriend fat. I got mad because who is she to think she can 1. talk shit about anyone 2. talk shit about my bestfriend 3. talk shit and not hear my mouth. To add to this fight she reads an i.m that me and my bestfiend are talking about my brother driving threw her town which he wasnt suppose to be so when she askes him if he was. he says no so she thinks my and my “fat” bestfriend are just liars but in reality he did go to her town but he just didnt want elisa to find out. Sometimes i wish that my older brother would stop ratting me out and would take his own words of advise and man up to what his done. im 17 and feel like a 30 year old. I live in a house where the person who is suppose to be teaching me to do right acts like my 15 year old sister. My 15 year old sister is a BITCH. But a BITCH for no reason. Sometimes i wish she was a boy so i could just fcuk her upp. I also live in a house with a 19 year old boy. im not going to go on about him but i could write a book on how stupid he is. My life at home fcuken sucks |
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Elisa is my “mother”. Elisa acts like she’s 13 when she’s really 38. elisa called my bestfriend fat. I got mad because who is she to think she can 1. talk shit about anyone 2. talk shit about my bestfriend 3. talk shit and not hear my mouth. To add to this fight she reads an i.m that me and my bestfiend are talking about my brother driving threw her town which he wasnt suppose to be so when she askes him if he was. he says no so she thinks my and my “fat” bestfriend are just liars but in reality he did go to her town but he just didnt want elisa to find out. Sometimes i wish that my older brother would stop ratting me out and would take his own words of advise and man up to what his done. im 17 and feel like a 30 year old. I live in a house where the person who is suppose to be teaching me to do right acts like my 15 year old sister. My 15 year old sister is a BITCH. But a BITCH for no reason. Sometimes i wish she was a boy so i could just fcuk her upp. I also live in a house with a 19 year old boy. im not going to go on about him but i could write a book on how stupid he is. My life at home fcuken sucks |
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Ive done everything wrong in my life and basically becuse of how people treated me! but i doubt they can be blamed becuse i decided to follow that path and now its made me super annoyed and super sad i was damn uber depressed before all this S***! i just want to go somewhere where nobody can annoy me anymore i annoy myself i just wish i was never born! becuse i always make mistakes and always will….. doesnt matter what happens i will always do the wrong thing and my mind doesnt work like everyone else and i even know it.. i see things in a diffrent light and i technically get adicted to anything quite quickly due to me clinging on things…. well my LIFE SUCKS! and it always will… |
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Where to begin? Probabily all started back when i was a civilian and thinking that the military would be a good idea. Gonna shorten the story a bit. Finished basic and Tech school with absolute no trouble. When i got to my first duty station i had a few buddy and the rest of my crew freaking sucked. Then thinking that i am having a dream come true i get to move to England… At first i thought it was a dream but i was deathly wrong. The one friend i wanted to meet up with the entire time ended up hating my guts. The shop in which i worked was seperated in leadership and floor workers so we stayed friend with mostly our shift and isolated ourselves from the rest of the base. In my shift i was the black sheep and was the complete odd ball who became the butt of all jokes and my personnallity is to take everything seriously. So i ended up staying stuck in my head. After months of what i thought was friendship became harassament(physical, emotional and sexual) and a sense of complete and total isolation. I felt it upon myself to fix the problem. It resulting in making an attempt on my life. Which failed miserable. I ended up in the hospital for 4 days to recover and sent to a Pshche ward (the politically correct term for an insane assylum) where i left there in under a week cause there is nothing wrong with me. After returning from there i went home to see my family. My father ended up breaking down from what i did and went on a rampage on my shift and now charges are being placed on them, He got a drinking problem and he is just all around worried for me. Not to mention he cant really handle his own household since all the money i make from the military go to his rent and my sisters food. I found out that he and my sister are at each others throats because her fiancee(which i found out that they were engaged for over a year without me knowing) wont get a job and she defends his lazy attitude. My mom thinks im a child molester because i treat my soon to be sister in law like i treat my sister. (Put on my shoulders give piggy back rides) As well as she is dating an ex-convict so chances are i have to go and beat his ass later for hurting my mom… i swear its only a matter of time. My girl forgot to even speak to me on my birthday and my thoughts are now becoming her idea of love between us is nothing more then a statues symbol she can use so she doesnt have to say shes single when shes with her friends getting drunk and high all the time. Now im back here. They are seperating me out of the military because i want to run away back to home. Yet before they do that they decide it would be a good idea to try and help me. They give me antidepressants that end up making me almost bi-polar and almost shooting any chance at a honorable discharge out of the water because when i get into a depressive state i say fuck everything and get drunk a hour before work and huff cans of keyboard cleaner so i can forget everything. Then they confuse the shit out of me by saying im not doing anything wrong. Which just makes me feel like hell has froze over. I feel like just sleeping and never having to wake up. It feels that no matter what i will try and do that it will just end up in complete chaos and that my life is just completely and utterly fucked to pieces dispite everyone telling me its not. I feel like running away. Changing my name and fading from societies eyes. or just taking a gun and putting it to the side of my head. Yet for whatever reason i still want to say my life doesnt suck because still somewhere deep in my head i think im already laying on a hospital bed in a coma from my first trauma. All this because i didnt listen to myself when i said i never wanted to join the military. Dont know if im aloud to say that my life sucks cause its all my fault. But to me… my life sucks. |
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i dont know from where to start. i am studing in b.tech. and i m very happy with my college inspite of the fact that i m not willing to to go b.tech. i started adjusting there. new frds, new life… everything.. bt den my best frd ditched me.. she just screwd my life.. i recover d fact.. again things go wrong… i again stand and recover d fact that i m nt alone.. and den my result.. i got fail in 3 subjects… i teached people but now it is happening to me… people are getting more marks from me… nw wen i go back to my college, no one is going to talk to me.. i m bad.. my life sucks right now…. all were look at me.. i will be so embrassed… i dont what will i do nw… |
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I don’t know where to start. It’s never been and easy life for me. When I was a kid my father had an accident that left him paralyzed from the waste down. I basically grew up poor white trash. I was the definition of a loner. I had teachers tell me I couldn’t go to a good college w/o money. Needless to say I became incredibly cynical. Cynicism that rivaled that of a 45 year 3 time divorcee and I was only 18. There is a lot more to to my past but that stuff doesn’t really bother me. Well it does but I accept it. About two years ago I was browsing the wed and I stumbled up upon this message board where this woman posted a thread pertaining to her lack of sexual experience. But in her thread she sounded just like me. A huge pothead that loved to read and watch Baseball and was also insecure about being a virgin. So I signed up for this board just to reply to her, which I did and finished off with too bad you don’t in NY we could get together sometime. Turns out she was from the Bronx while I was from Queens. We proceeded to talk on AIM. That became talking almost everyday for 2 years. A lot of times all night and even all day at work. I could never get her to go out though. I should of known though she warned me of her neurosis, maybe I should of known better but I didn’t care. My entire life I wanted to meet anyone relationship or just friendship wise that was as dorky, lame, and prudish as me. She was my big dork. She wasn’t some girl that I wanted to date, she became my best friend. I fell in love with her. And suddenly all the hardships in my life started to make sense. For the first time in 15 years I was starting to feel happy and I had hope that this wouldn’t always be life. And one day she stopped going online. That was 5 months ago. In 5 months I’ve heard from her twice when I wasn’t on and it basically said I’m so sorry babe, just know I’m always thinking of you. I’m devastated. I grew up poor I saw my father get crushed to death by his work van. I grew up with no friends and a great amount of responsibility. And I just rolled with no matter how depressed I was. This is different, I rather relive watching my fathers accident over and over instead of going through this. It’s funny I live by myself and no one ever comes to see me. Even though I live 15 minutes away from the few friends I have. I can’t stand my job and I’m getting by on the balls of my ass. And that doesn’t really bother, I didn’t even realize that stuff until she left my life. I lost so much fuckin shit over the years and crushing blow after crushing blow and for once Im finlly happy and it gets taken away with no fuckin closure. No good bye not even a go fuck yourself. This here has left me devastated. I’ve been a good person and I work hard and with all I have been through to get teased like this and to lose my best friend, the only person I have ever loved. I am a completely different person. I no longer see any hope and I accept the fact maybe I’m just not meant to ever be happy. And if she happens to read this, just know I miss you more than anything in this world babe. |
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It’s not your life that sucks, it’s your spelling!!!!! Fucking illiterate’s. |
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My life is fucked. |
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I’m fat, jobless, carless,etc. I could go into detail, but that would take up a whole page. I don’t have any solution but to end it all. |
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every day i wake up saying to myself: i hate my life. my dreams are like 1000x better than my waking life. i have no friends, no prospects, and am extremely depressed. i’m in college and i have no fun whatsoever. i also have schizophrenia and constant anxiety and panic attacks. i know people say well go out and change your life…well it never works no one wants to be with a depressed spaz like me. some people don’t understand what its like to feel this way, and they can’t understand what its like to feel so negatively and feel so bad physically that its impossible for you to change your situation because your life and head are so messed up. |
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I struggled with depression most of my life. My mother died when I was 6, and an older brother died 14 years after that. I have friends, but no one close. I have been so depressed that I have been unable to date a girl in >5 years. Its incredibly difficult to find a girl when your depressed, because no one wants to date anyone thats depressed. I don’t mean to complain but geez - I have no real family anymore. On the holidays, I usually sit by myself drinking. Now that I’ve quit drinking, now I will probably just sit and do nothing. Sure, I’ve tried “getting out there,” but it doesn’t take long before people realize I am depressed and no one wants to invite the depressed guy to things. |
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im sixteen year old girl. i was abused by my dad when i was younger, my mom has stage 3 breast cancer and works 3 jobs, i have a drinking problem, cut myself, got in fights, am in an out patient rehab. on top of all that i was raped and it was months ago so the guy cant even get in trouble for it. you think ur life sucks….. just look at mine |
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I’m a 24yr old and I feel my like is really useless at times. I never went out with a good looking girl, I don’t have the guts to walk up to beautiful chicks and start a conversation. People find me unattractive although many tell me I look good. But That doesn’t help, I’ve been waiting for things to change ever since I was a 15yr old. I’m unhappy with everything in my life, my room, my job, my non-existing love life. I really feel that MY LIFE SUCKS BIG TIME. IT REALLY does, I don’t care what happens in IRAQ or African nations coz what matters is what’s happening in my life. I really need some cosmic help, I’m tired of praying and expecting some changes to happen…!!!! |
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I am 18 years old and I cant have a normal life. I have IBD and if I walk for a while, play sports or do anything active I get flair ups which mean I am inside with stomach cramps and bad diarhea, I cant go on hikes, or play soccer or baseball or even get a great job! I hate my life!! |
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My twin sister is evil. She sucks at everything. I’m allot better at art and I have a better taste in music, and I even have a better haircut. But people think she’s better at all of these. One time, I drew a tattoo pheonix and it was awesome and stuff, and people still think that bitch is better at art. And art is my ultimate key to being popular. But now its destroyed. And here’s another thing: I couldn’t love Grandma more, but Grandma bought a necklace and gave it to my sister. And then we got in a fight at the YMCA. I got mad so I broke her necklace. Then she got mad and thumped my spinal cord (its on my neck, you can feel it just as well as you can feel a tailbone.) I got all dizzy and screwed-up in the head. And still that bitch got more sympathy. She spreadsn rumours about me, too. If you think that I should be nice to my twin sister, just because we’re twins, but if you say that, then you have the same amout of retardedness. If only one day, my sister was sick for a few months and people could see my awesomeness. |
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I am 20 years old, and my life sucks a lot. I am really depresses. I just want this to end. I have no friends to go out with, my family is never happy, at school I am not passing any of my classes, and at work I always get rude people. Nothing goes right for me. For the past 20 year of my life, I have never had a full day that I have been happy. Am I the only one like this? I have no luck with anything, no love, no money etc. I don’t know what to do anymore, I really can’t take this anymore, every night I go to bed with tears in my eyes. |
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