My wrist

[imsoalone]

I stare at the sharpened knife in my hands. By the candle light it seems to be the only thing with any life. It glistens like it's wet and I listen to it's silent song to me. If I had some one to stop me from doing what I want, ... No! need to do,..
But I don't. I don't have anyone,..

,.. And now no-one can stop me.

Oh God! I'm so alone.

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[anonymous]

You're Gay...

not loved

[anonymous]

I'm so alone. Why can't anyone see how unhappy I am. I want to die. But I'm too scared to kill myself. My husband slept through our anniversary and got up and left. He doesn't see me. No one does. The only who loves me is my Mom, but I can't see her as much as I want to. I am such a loser. I have no friends because I think they will abandon me like all the others. I just barley left my parents house 1year and 6 months ago. I lived with them for 21 years. I had no life no friends. I nearly lost myself in that house. My dad was evil. I got kicked out every night he drank. I did everything right. Somehow I would fuck up and it would all be wrong. I was always be the stupid fat retart in the family. Now my husband is turning into the asshole I left behind.

[anonymous]

don't

[anonymous]

try to look at life in a different way, make changes if you need to, enjoy life.

[anonymous]

I'm studying for my masters in Law at an Ivy League University and applying for my PhD. In fact I am one of the youngest persons ever to be admitted into an Ivy league school to study this type of degree. I am a very principled man e.g. I am a strict vegetarian. I love the arts. I love to cook, to play my guitar and to read. Yet I can't form strong relations with any other human being.

I'm so alone.