Falling, falling, falling

[maramara]

I'm getting so tired of everything.
Tired of being a disappointment to my parents.
Tired of them telling me everything that's wrong with me.
Tired of chopping myself up every night.
Tired of the drugs, tired of the meaningless sex.
Tired of feeling used and unwanted and like a burden to everyone and everything.
I want to be dead, and this time, it isn't going away.
I feel like I'm falling and I can't climb out this time.
I'm sorry. I'm not even worth this.

[Fractured Silhouette]

Of course you are! You're worth more than you could imagine.

I'm not entirely sure what to say. Other than I think you need some support and since it sounds like your parents arn't giving you any, what about someone else? A school counsellor maybe? If all else fails why not try explaining to your parents that you don't feel well and might need help. Explain to them that you're are trying but need help and not insults? I don't know, but being dead is not the only option nor is it a good one. I'm sure with some support you'll be able to get a hand climbing out.

Anyway, hope this helps and please don't hurt yourself. :)

[SimSailorNick]

I know that sometimes you feel like you're inside a deep hole and you can't come out of it but you can always do something. We weren't born just to experience all the bad things in life and want to die. We all have a good purpose in life.

If you're feeling sad, just think of the things that make you happy.

You are definitely worth something! Do what you can and prove to everyone that they are wrong about you. Make them see that you are not a disappointment because you are a great person. :)

[maramara]

We got into a huge fight last night.
My mom told me, verbatim, that "I'm ugly and stupid and this is why I'll never get anywhere in life."
I cried myself to sleep, after excersing my razor blade for a while. I have no idea what to do. I want to look her in the eye and say, "I hate myself. I want to die. I want to fucking die."
But she would just tell me I'm playing a sympathy card. I really can't do this anymore. I can't.

[Smeagol]

Awww, Mara! Just from your profile picture, I can tell that you are beautiful. You use an intelligent vocabulary, I doubt that you're stupid. From what I see, your mother is verbally abusing you. She is making you feel ugly and stupid, which you aren't. If you want to talk, I realise you can't use PM's but my email is on my profile. Please, do not give up. You can do this, it will be difficult, but there is light at the end of the tunnel, even if you can't see it yet. :hug:

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[Thunderstorm]

You are not worthless. You are a human being. We NEED you. You were put here to fulfill a journey. And without you, there's a guy out there, meant to be your soulmate, who may never find his soul mate if you fade away. Read this. It's about a popular girl at a school writing on a girl's FB wall who had attempted murder:

"So you want to kill yourself? Because no one cares about you. Your family hates you, right?No. Your parents walk in your room in the morning & find a dead body. They’ll try their hardest to not think negative, & just think you’re fooling around. They’ll start to shake you. Why aren’t you breathing? They’ll be broken. Tears. Many tears. More tears than you ever shed. Was it..them? Were they the reason you did this?More tears. Pain. Every night. Every day. Every single second of every day. Guilt. More guilt. What about your bestfriend? They won’t care, right? No. What’s the first thing that’ll go through their mind when the principal comes in to tell your class that you’re not alive? While your bestfriend sits there in tears, that girl that you’d never talked to, but smiled at, is in tears too. The boy who used to kick you under the table just to annoy you, he’ll be shocked. Devestated. He’ll blame himself. What about your teacher? Thoughts crossing her mind. She’ll question if you did it because she didn’t make you feel comfortable in school. Pain. Devestation. All in one. Who organizes your funeral? Who has to go through your stuff?Clothes. Notes. All of it. See, if you kill yourself, you’ll never know what might happen tomorrow. Because you’re dead. Not breathing. Not alive. Just dead. Your family hates themselves for it. Your bestfriend falls into a depression. Tears. Tears. Then more tears. Then a river. All because you killed yourself because you thought no one would care, right? You are loved. By many. Someone right now is thinking about you. You are beautiful. No matter if you’re black, white, homosexual, tall, short, overweight, or anorexis. You are beautiful. There’s no coming back if you do this. & I promise you, if you do this, you are not only hurting yourself, you are hurting many. You are creating more tears than you led yourself to. You are making them all feel guilt & pain. Never will they feel whole like they used to when they had you. You are beautiful. & you are NEVER alone"