i long to spread my wings and fly into the light

[inksmears]

leave me an anonymous comment pouring your heart out. tell me your stories, your secrets, those things no one ever asks but you wish to tell. tell me about your love, your hate, your indifference, your joy. tell me about what's inside of you when you're reading through these entries on your friends list, and tell me why you continue to come back

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[anonymous]

I wish that for once in my life, I could be first in someone else's life instead of always coming in second place.

[inksmears]

Oh Anon. I... could honestly not sympathize with you any harder if I tried. If you're going through that too then I am so sorry. It's the shittiest feeling and I seriously offer you everything I can in hopes you don't continue to feel that way.

[anonymous]

I'm going to be in a wheelchair by the time I'm 30
I'm okay with that some days
Other days I start wondering what the easiest way to die is

[inksmears]

No! Life is always worth living, Anon. Don't ever think it isn't. There is always something to be thankful for.

[anonymous]

there's nothing left for someone in a wheelchair. who dates someone in a wheelchair? everything I would put my family through to help with bills and taking care of me. I can't see a point

[inksmears]

I want to slap you for that not only as an insult to yourself and your family but also to everyone who has ever been in a wheelchair. "People won't date you in a wheelchair" is a stereotype that is simply untrue and I know that as a fact. And no one who loves you like your family does would ever consider you a burden.

Don't treat being a wheelchair like it's just being half a person. Life isn't over just because you have a new set of "legs" to get use to. And that reminds that, depending, a wheelchair may not be the only option in the end.

[anonymous]

After having my roomie molest me on multiple occasions, I caught him watching me while I sleep. I'm scared I'm going to snap soon and do something irreversible (which he will richly deserve), and no one is going to do anything about it. No one is helping me. The law is useless, the shelters are stuck down, and I've got nowhere else to go.

[inksmears]

Can you not throw him out? What about your landlord/landlady? Are they aware of this? No family or friends? There has to be something. There always has to be some way.

Anon, I would move you up here with me if I could.

[anonymous]

I swear I'm not trying to be rude here, but... this is reality. People are shit at the end of the day. No one will help me, and unless I can manage to magically turn my life around, I know I won't be able to help myself; I've been working on it for the past few years. And no, sometimes there is no way out.

Yeah, a lot of people would "do something" if they "could." (Bitterness talking; I promise it's not directed at you. ♥)

[inksmears]

I'm not expecting a miracle but I am a firm believer in 'if there is a will there is a way'. As naive and as hopelessly optimistic as it sounds it hasn't failed me yet. But in the end I don't fully know your situation. So my previous comment was probably rude. I just wish there was someone you felt comfortable enough to tell this to in your life so that you could receive help.

People say that because they don't know how to help. I sure don't. I can't offer you a new place to live, I can't give you money to find a new place, I can't call the police without knowing personal information you probably don't want to share over the internet with a stranger, I can't go over there and punch the guy in the face... I would really do anything and everything possible to help but I don't know how. It's terrible...

Is there anything I can do for you? If there is, please tell me. Honest to god.

[anonymous]

i've been missing someone like crazy and i can't do anything about it other than wait for them to get back on im sometime. i use to talk to this person at least once a week in the past and that kept me going. but not anymore. i've tried hanging out with other people and doing other things to get over missing them but it hasn't been the same....

long distance friendships are such torture sometimes. but my situation is also different than most since i (unfortunately) have feelings for this person too

[inksmears]

ahhh that's so sad, anon. 8( And very hard, i can't even imagine. are they simply an internet friend? can you text them or call them maybe?

unrequited love, mayhap? or in the stage of 'i like them but can't tell them'?

/feel free to ignore all questions if you must

[anonymous]

they're an internet friend for the most part although i have met them in person a few times. i can't text them. i can call them but they've been really busy recently and haven't had the time or space to talk to me. so it's easier for them to im me given their circumstances

[inksmears]

oooooh that is tough tough tough. tough to the tenth power. i'm sorry there isn't anything i can express except my sympathies at how rough that is. i've been there. not exactly the same but somewhat similar.

but i'm glad the two of you are still friends and in touch, albeit not as in touch as you'd like. i hope that changes!! i'm sure they'll get some free time again soon, right? but yes. i'm glad for that and hey, you never know what the future brings, right? :)

sorry, that's my optimism again. it appears to be getting me into trouble lately, LOL. but I'm very glad to talk to you about it! I like to do that so. talk away as much as you want and i'll keep replying. ♥

[anonymous]

Every time I get hit, I know I deserve it. No amount of therapy has helped me in getting pass the thought that I deserve it, every single time it happens.

[inksmears]

Maybe this is an unanswerable question but why do you feel you deserve it?

[anonymous]

Because I am a horrible, ugly on the inside person. And everyone can see it. Who wouldn't want to hit me?

[inksmears]

idk. does hitting you really change anything? you get hit and go "oh i am a terrible person, i deserve it" but then... you just go on as is?

or maybe you're not a horrible, ugly person. what makes you think you are?