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feels thread.

give me your saddest shit ever.

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feels thread.

>be me, 16-17 in high school
>diagnosed with various things.. borderline, social anxiety, depression mainly
>having tried various meds, i struggle to find anything thatll make me happy... or just feel anything
>turn to drugs
>turn to cutting
>turn to burning myself
>turn to sleeping a lot, some guitar and some writing to vent
>my grades drop
>eventually have to finish a semester being home schooled
>sturggle to find anything that helps
>start messaging with girl on facebook
>she likes my "poetry" which probably sucks
>start to hang out in person
>start dating
>fast forward, been dating girl for probably 6+ months
>feel like i found something worth getting up in the morning for
>continue to use on the side though
>but things start to decline again
>overdose on meds
>sent to er
>drink charcoal
>psych ward for a week
>she knew about my problems and was by my side the whole time
>even came to visit me
>my 'friends' from school either never kenw what to say or didnt care at all
>was typically the one friend who had to call people to hang out, never the other way around
>get out of psych ward
>back to school
>cuts on my arms are visible to everyone in class
>more self conscious, rumors (or i guess truth) going around about me
>she was by my side the whole time
>she understood
>she talked to me about things
>friends had no idea what to do
>parents tried.... they really tried
>i was jus ta burden to them
>remember hearing my mom cry
>remember my dad trying to console her
>tears fall as i type those last two
>in a world of people who either could or didnt listen
>she did

>we eventually break up, she does with me, after 2+ years
>i try to move on
>i date other girls
>i try ot make other friends
>i have trouble opening up to them
>i cant reallly open up... i have always been this way

...

>it takes more than a couple coffee dates to trust someone, im sure yall understand what im saying
>from those that i have been able to trul open myself up to...
>none of them have been able to handle my extreme emotions
>no one has undestood like her

>me now, 25
>still very alone in this world
>thikn about her from time time
>are there more people like her out there?
>surely there are
>i just havent run into anyone close yet


not really super sad... just kind of a situation ive been in for a while now

Im in the same position user. Felt.

here have some classical sadness
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I don't get how these girls can just throw it away so easily just leaving you wondering

He wasnt my truly bro
I failed him once and he cut ties with me
Since april...
Will this feel of sadness will ever go away??

Didn't try and get in contact?

I've never even met my father.

Not some long story, i guess.

My cat's eye was looking wonky so I took him to the vet, they said it was probably just an infection. He has FIV, never saw it coming. That was a month ago, his eye is grey, he's not nearly as active and happy. He just seems tired. He's still a lovebug though, always in a lap if he's not sleeping. He just sleeps more and more everyday now.

Yep but he was so mad at me he didnt answer, tried calling his mom but she almost hate me cuz im a little efemminate, a friend in common give him the reason and kinda poison the little opportunity i had
Also all my friends in common got on his side so... in all alone

Dam son what'd you do

>Im* all alone
You know what the sad part is i knew that was an unhealthy relationship but the idea of having a bestie was so magnificent i let pass a lot of his shit i couldnt deal with (he was raped when he was young and thinks he need to hurt people before people would hurt him)

I tried to show him a 'better world' i tried to please him
Non of thar worked... now non of that even matters anymore

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>be me, im 6 at the time
>i live in a rural part of BC in canada
>suffer from night terrors every night
>one time i was wandering around my room looking for "forensic evidence"
>didnt even know what that was at the time
>mom walks in asking what i was doing
>i say "im looking for forensic evidence" "let me see your teeth" i say
>mom shows me her teeth while looking confused
>mom asks me to pray with her because my family was religious
>start to pray
>jump out of the bed and scream 'they are praying with me" and i point to the closet
>mom thinks I'm possessed

>15 years later i find out and i don't even remember it

true story. i don't suffer anymore but i had multiple episodes like that.
had to take meds to calm me since.

Well i kinda have some friends in the college (you know those people who make homework and study with you) which are the first reason my friend dump me (he said like a month before i wasnt paying enough attention to him) so i kinda have new friend but those friends cant fill 8 years of frienship

where to start
>father moved back to britain when i was about 4 (I'm norwegian)
>got bullied in 1st grade
>Only saw father once a year maybe, some years not at all
>get shitty stepdad for about a year
>mom breaks up with shitty stepdad
>me, my mom and sister move into a small apartment
>3 years later mom starts dating this guy from work, he was always nice to me whenever i was there
>eventually we move in together with new step dad, he has 2 sons
>everyone gets along really well
>have a happy family life
>basically think of step dad as my real dad, and step brothers as real brothers.
>youngest of my brothers, he was about 17 at the time i think, about 2 years older than me
>he starts getting sick
>he heard voices, sometimes hallucinated
>this goes on for about a year
>he'd been doing fine for about 2 months, things had been going good
>be home alone with my brother
>he asks if I want to watch a movie or something, which he usually didn't, he'd sit up in his room to browse Sup Forums most nights or play wow
>i was going to play league with some friends so i declined
>i go to bed, morning comes up
>turn on my computer and start playing more league
>sister comes into my room with tears on her face, telling me our brother was dead
>all i could say was what
>turns out he hung himself in the park at a mental institution he'd spent some time at
>all i could think about was if i'd watched that movie with him, if it would change anything

Call him. I was you. Wouldn't pick up. Would delete voicemails, wouldn't read letters. He died of a sudden heart attack last December. He died of a broken heart. I'll forever blame myself. Call him.

Damn thats creepy but i also hadd done shit like that
I was a sleepwalker/talker and i mumbled several times about demons

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Sounds like he obviously had some problems going on that probably had nothing to do with you

i had my brother and my dad commit suicide.

> be me
> be 16
> depressed, abusive mother and step father, dead father
> psychotic sister
> have few friends due to the trouble I have talking to people
> virginfag
> never had a girlfriend
> never been on a date
> never got more than a hug from a girl
> be playing a game on steam
> a wild e girl appears
> start talking to her
> get her Skype
> continue to talk to her
> after a while she says she has feelings for me
> I tell her I feel the same way
> we videochat and text daily
> she says she is actually moving to where I live
> fuck yeah

Cont.

I have a bad relationship with my dad
Part of me want him dead
Part of me want him alive but far away
Parr of me want his approval which he havent give me in all my 24 years alive

Yeah, I realized some years later that he obviously struggled with depression. I still haven't read his suicide note, and I don't know if I ever will.

I'm in this same boat man. I love the guy, but... It's so hard to look him in the eye anymore.

Probably for the best man

>be me
>have great fiance
>cant stop crushing on her little sister
>stolen nude pics from her
>when we visit her i regularly cum in her toothbrush bristles
>i rub my dick all around it
>she has literally had my cum in her mouth
>i like to think she has literally had my dick in her mouth

>Be me.
>I'm a monster, so are my friends.
>I live in a world where time repeats itself.
>everything is a cliche now.
>I know what is going to happen next.
>I know what someone is going to say.
>I know that this will never end.
>I have to witness the tragic deaths of my friends and family constantly.
>This is perpetual.
>Help me.

Men change as they age. He won't be that hardass he was when he was younger for long. They become more lovey, docile, and vulnerable. He is looking to connect with you because he loves you more than you know. Your story mirrors mine. Don't close the door, user.

I'm sorry user. I lost my 1 year old cat a few weeks ago, not long after the 1 year anniversary of my 12 year old cat's death. Watching them get sicker sucks. I wish the best for you and your cat.

HOi!!!!!!

This this is all that i want ...

> She finally moves here
> best day of my life
> we spend all our time together
> she shares a lot of my issues
> after we've been together for a couple months she changes
> she becomes paranoid and suspicious
> she thinks I am seeing other girls
> she stops talking to me
> I try to kill myself via overdose on prescription pain meds
> wake up in hospital
> she's there
> she sees I'm awake, starts to cry, and kisses me
> she says she's so sorry about how things have been lately
> things go back to normal for a while
> eventually she becomes different again
> this time she just seems disappointed with me for everything I do
> nothing I do is good enough
> one night she comes to my house crying
> she asks why I want to give her up, and she always feels let down
> hug her and whisper in her ear
> I'M NEVER GONNA GIVE YOU UP
> NEVER GONNA LET YOU DOWN
> NEVER GONNA RUN AROUND AND DESERT YOU

Yes!

>Bible belt.
Oh no.

fuck you

Unoriginal. Fuck off.

Thanks. His name is Tux.

Sorry about your cats. What were their names?

oh fuck off cunt.

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Welp i tried user
God knows i tried but he hates me because im "gay" and hes highly homophobic like westboro homophobic
The funny parr is im a electromechanic engineer cuz thats the "manliest work that i like that i could find"

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good song tbh

Maybe if my leg was broken or I was diagnosed with a life threatening illness they would have cared more. It seems that mental illness does not have a place in this world. There are already too many 'freaks' suffering from it, one in five australians in fact. Sure the physical symptoms of depression may not kill me, but the emotional ones may.I know that I can be stronger and fight my depression, Iwant an education and a career, I never wanted to be a dropout. Finding the motivation to brush my teeth is a struggle, so you can imagine the pain I feel when people called me a faker. The inner sadness that engulfs me is phenomenal. Iwouldn't wish it upon my worst enemy. Yet I would like to see some of the people who ridiculed me go through a fraction of what I have been through for a second and see how they would fight it.

I like everybody else, has had problems in my life. My parents separating when I was young. I was followed home from school when day and bashed because some girls didn't like me. I've suffered the usual bitchiness and namecalling. the saying 'sticks and stones may break my bone but words will never hurt me' is so wrong. Being called a whore or slut while still being a virgin has left emotional scars that feel like they will be with me forever. A simple threat sends me into a hysterical state. while physical scars heal, emotionla ones are there to taunt you for life. Some people I have considered my 'best friends' have betrayed me. Many haven't called the whole time I have been sick. I'm forgotten now.

I'm extremely lucky to have a caring and understanding family as wellas a boyfirend who would do anything to see me happy. I love them all so much. unfortunately you hurt the ones you love most. Your pain becomes directed at them and they cope the blame for all the shit the world has dealed out to you. I never wanted to hurt them. I hope they can forgive me.

Scree capping that shit

I went on to feels thread before and I dropped my French fries, does that count?

Sweet mother of god,, this is why I click on these threads

Thanks. My 12 year old's name was Pipi, and the 1 year old Yuki. We adopted the 1 year old with her sister Eria, to help with losing Pipi, so it felt even more cruel that we learnt of her fatal illness on the anniversary of Pipi's death.

Her sister is doing well though, and we've adopted another little kitten to keep her company.

How old is Tux? I also have a 12 year old boy, Zac, who is currently at the vet. We've learnt today that he has liver problems, not sure what yet. Feeling like a pretty shitty year.

>have BPD
>ruin all the women I've sincerely loved because of this bitch ass disorder
>turned them cynical
>abused because I can't separate how to love from how to hate

It doesn't sound too bad from the outside-looking-in, but it's pretty hellish. I would explain more but I'm too busy getting drunk.

A shot to you, Sup Forumsros.

op here

thinking about hurting myself.

>huge interracial porn fetish
>fapping to it all day
>getting nothing done
>doing nothing with my life

I know this feel might disappoint some but basically my life has just turned to porn and me jerking off. I would consider this a sad feel.

You gonna stub your toe?

excuse me?

See a psychiatrist, maybe get some mood stabilising medication or try something like CBT. Better to get help and try to change than to let it ruin your life.

Sometimes i just want to be dead, not because the pain is unberable but cuz i dont wanna deal with it anymore
Sometimes i keep thinking why i hurt that friend who trusted me... i just keep hurting them i wanna stop but i just cant
I wanna someone to feel what i feel everyday, evertime i wake up
I know im not a good person but i just cant stop...
Forgive me luis it wasnt my intentions but is the best ... i think is the best

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You heard me.

I've taken meds before but they tend to make my mania worse, and whenever I get into my manic moods, I tend to self-harm pretty severely. I would rather deal with the heavy-end of the depression than have it enough in myself to hurt myself to the extent that I do.

I'm trying out DBT. It doesn't help much, but it's helped coping.

It already has user, but maybe I'll die young.

He's 9. I was 14 when we got him. I was sitting in front of the tv, playing Fallout 3 when a little black head popped up from the window. It was a kitten meowing at me, the sweetest looking little dude ever. My brother said to ignore it, but it was late spring in South Carolina, poor dude looked rough. So I went into the kitchen, got a slice of ham, and sat outside with him for a couple hours before calling my aunt (mom was working) to ask what to do. Long story short, mom caved in (she's a dog person, so am I,) and we adopted him. He converted her from ignoring him at best, to now absolutely adoring him.

I'm living at my university now though. My brother is moving to Texas to get his Masters degree. I feel like when I leave home (visiting currently for a week or so) so go back, we're seeing him for the last time.

I can't understand how you feel, because I don't gave bpd, but my mum has been diagnosed with multiple mental illnesses, including bi polar, panic disorder, generalised anxiety, major depression, adhd, among other issues. She was bad. She attempted suicide multiple times, admitted herself to a psychiatric hospital, dealt with panic attacks and other problems caused by these illnesses.

It took her a while, a few different psychiatrists, and lots of different medications, but eventually she was able to find the right psychiatrist who helped her find the right medications for her. If it weren't for him, I'm not sure I'd have a mum.

Keep preserving user, because you can get better, you just need the right help.

More sad pictures please

That's a sweet story. I'm glad you took him in. It may be his time soon, so I suppose all you can do is make the best of the time you have with him. Maybe some day, when you're ready, you can save another little life, like you saved his. You provided him a wonderful life that he most certainly would not have had if it were not for you.

My feels

I feel fucking demolished and can't seem to pull myself out of it.

Same here, though the circumstances are different.

>be me
>16 at the time
>meet this girl, 19 in an early college thing i was doing at the time
>she's nice, not like the other girls
>not drop dead gorgeous but she didn't make me want to claw my eyes out or anything, maybe a 6.5 or 7/10
>we become friends through this gamer club thing we got involved in on campus because we had no life and figured it was better than sitting on our asses all day
>fast forward to the end of the year
>i had to leave school because dad divorced bitch stepmom and i was coming with him back to where we moved from to begin with
>we awkwardly part ways -- i even manage to get a hug out of the whole thing
>im socially awkward, this is a big win for me
>fast forward another few months -- left in may, this happened around september i think?
>we're facebook friends but we hadn't really kept in contact
>then out of the blue she tells me she wanted to date me
>holyshitthisismychance.jpg
>we do this long distance relationship thing -- she's bi so it's supposed to work out or someshit
>find out she has a shit ton of genetic disorders -- stuff that could very well have her dead before she turned 30
>january, her mom turns her out because she's a bitch, she moves down to near where i'm at
>we had talked about this for a while but this was all really sudden, i wasn't prepared and had to scramble to find some place for her to stay
>she ends up moving in with my cousin forty miles away because no one else has room
>turns out she's lying about at least some of the shit that's wrong with her
>mooching off of my cousins, who i previously had very a very good relationship with, making them pissed off at me
>in the end a couple of her friends take pity on me and let me know that she had been cheating on me with not one but two other guys, both before she moved down and after

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Yeah. I had 3 dogs growing up, they all died of tumors in their backs, now this. I haven't had a single pet that died of just...well..being old. I love having animals, I really do. I can't imagine now having a pet. It just blows.

Tell user a story OP

>be me
>18
>have shitty home life
>a mother who is uncaring and a drunk of a father
>father's a cop
>can get away with abuse of me and my siblings
>one day come home to no one being home
>odd house is always home, not sound
>strange
>walk to older brother room
>he has my dads gun his hand
>" bro,...whats wrong's...
>"user I can't take anymore I'm done.
>he points gun to his temple
>"dude...put it down it gets better..life has it ups and it's downs but we can pull through
>he doesn't say anything tears fall from his cheeks
>scared
>"you don't understand user I the most abuse i do it for you and our siblings"
>"bro...it's ok we can pull through..."
>I begin to cry
>he slower gun at the first sight of my tears
>"your right user we can pull through life my be rough now but it will get better"
>two weeks later my dad is arrested for counts of abuse
>brother gets custody of my two younger sibling
>life's hard dude but every thing gets better in time

continued

>i -- well, i dump her -- but i make it sound like im the problem, like i dont know how to deal with this
>yknow, because im not a huge asshole who likes big fights
>she turns up not even two days later staying with some other guy (probably fucking him for room/board) because my cousins (rightfully) turned her out
>ive heard horror stories about this shit before, thank fuck we never banged or i'd have mad STDs
>we havent talked since
>my relationship with my cousins is irreparably broken because they see it as my fault, which i guess it kind of is
>still reeling, she was my first GF after all
>18th birthday rolls by uneventfully
>have a feeling that this is kind of the calm before the storm
>still waiting for her to say i raped her or some shit

TL:DR I thought with my dick, took pity on a liar, she ruined a familial relationship of mine, and I didn't even get any pussy out of the whole thing

dont worry
theres always tumblr

People who's animals die from old age (that is, just going to sleep and not waking up) are the minority. That's the way it is for people too. For most of us, something will kill us before age does.

It fucking hurts when they die, but I feel that having a pet enriches my life, and knowing that I'm giving them a great life makes all the pain worth it.

This won't be nearly as bad compared to most stories but when it comes to feels it's all personal right? So this one always gets me

>Have my first girlfriend
>Have a good couple months
>Slightly long distance as we had to both go back home for the summer (from uni) to work
>Decide I should end it soon and try someone new since obviously the first relationship never lasts
>Get into an argument over text
>Tell her I don't think she loves me
>Decide to break up with her next time I see her
>She calls me crying
>Confessing her love for me and how terrible she feels for making me feel bad
>I try to play it off and say it's okay without committing to much
>later that night
>sleeping
>3am
>she enters my room
>holy shit wat
>"Sarah? What are you doing here?"
>"I wanted to make you feel better"
>she literally drove 2+hours after a long ass shift at work just to cuddle with me
>yet I was planning on breaking up with her
>wtf do I do now
>I can't just make her turn around
>sleep on it
>spend the morning with her (we even fucked)
>walk her to her car
>she can tell something is up but I just say goodbye
>call her while she's driving and break up

The worst part is, we got back together, are still together and I absolutely love her. Which just makes this memory that much harder for me. I absolutely destroyed the only girl who's ever truly loved me... I've talked to her about it and the most soul crushing thing I've ever heard her say was "that morning when you walked me to the car... I knew something was wrong... and then you called"

fuck man. I was a monster... I guess that's life though, I guess I should be thankful she took me back and we were able to continue growing our relationship into something awesome... but still, don't think I'll ever forgive myself for that initial breakup

Definitely. Nice talking to you, user. Hope everything goes well

How could she be cheating on you if you never had a sexual relationship with her? She played you for a fool and you took the bait.

Y ok

10 reasons why I quit being an Internet shill
10: long hours and shitty pAy
9: spending my life doing... What? ... For what purpose?
8: Can't exactly explain to anyone what I do without being full of shit
7:Lots of the people we shill are actually just normal people just trying to connect with others without some wrench thrown in the mix
6:Could literally be having sex or doing something awesome right now instead of being a computer zombie shut in
5:Clean conscious ... Nuff said
4:Opportunity for something new to do with my life! Variety is the spice!
3:Lost weight by not being on the computer as often, and got laid more
2:New appreciation with life and people
1:Positivity is contagious, and desirable- pass it on! :)...

Thanks. You too. Good luck with Tux and university.

Just deleted "Grandma" off my contact list.

>be me, middle school around 12-13
>Meet German girl online
>Chat it up with her
>Become friends quickly
>Introduce her to other friends online
>Becomes friends with everyone quickly
>Talk to her almost every day
>She's like a big sis to me
>Always there for each other through tough times and shit
>Learn about her seizures
>Promise her that I'll always remind her to take her meds
>"Thanks little brother, I love you"
>"No problem big sis, Love you too!"
(pains me that i can even remember that..)
>About two years go by, every single day I remind her to take her meds
>"Did you remember to take meds sis?"
>"Yes I did bro" sometimes it'd be "Oh I almost forgot sorry!"
>Always remind her every day
>One day we were talking all day and it was getting to night time
>Was making fun of her in a playful way about something anime related
>"I'm going to bed, night bro love you!"
>"Gn sis, I love you too!"
>Next day
>Morning before school
>"hey sis!"
>message hasn't sent since she's offline
>I'll check back after school
>Come back home
>Read friends descriptions
>"You'll always be in my heart", "I will never forget you", "I'll always love you" sappy stuff like that
>Don't understand why
>Like a fucking movie scene, after got done reading most descriptions message pops up from sis
>"Hello, I'm sorry to inform you that my sister passed away last night in her sleep peacefully. She forgot to take her medication for her seizures and unfortunately passed away. Thank you for being involved in my sisters life!"
>Speechless but honestly, didn't phase me.
>Everyones sobbing and remembering her
>I just didn't believe she was gone
>Night time comes
>Reading over our convo from the other night
>I forgot to remind her to take her meds
>Its my fucking fault she died
>Cry all night and next day
>Barely social up until my sophmore year
>Always get reminded of my mistake at night
To this day, I still remember her and miss her and blame myself. 19 now and I'm still fucked up over it.

already did

Where in norway do you live? What city

Herein lies the story of my life: Since childhood I have always been a quiet person. Not quiet enough to be considered as out of the ordinary but just quiet enough to be perceived by the vast majority of people as just the slightest bit odd. The rising usage of social media has exacerbated this problem as now I appear to be twice as antisocial amid the sea of people who are hyper social. Anyways I digress, my main problem is that no matter how much I speak and in spite of all my best attempts to make myself heard in a group setting I remain invisible to most people. Whenever I am in a group of people and talk they either outright ignore me or respond with dismissive one sentence replies. It extends to the point where nobody even takes the time to so much as speak to me for anything aside from the odd question. Which to me, makes no sense as I see people far quieter than me getting talked to by all manner of people yet I am still consistently overlooked. I am just one of those people that blend seamlessly into the ether and out of the realm of everyone else's concern. I do not understand what I am doing wrong. I am not one of those fedora tipping neckbeards, I'm not bad looking and I am not creepy. I just want to know what is it about me or my aura that instantly puts people off and halts them from any conversation with me.

This picture is quite literally my life.

no its her fault doofus

also i dont believe your story actually happened

I think i'm going to off myself here soon, I just hate being so alone. I have so much going for me, but it all seems so fake, I don't belive it. I have girls constantly approaching me, but I never reciprocate because I feel like its some sort of prank. I have a ton of friends but it feels like theyre all lying when they say "He's such a great guy" or "You're a really cool dude. I got back into school, I have money for my hobbys but my life feels so empty, and I hate it

Whats wrong with me

Same goes for me.
Lets just say that my dream girl is also my bestfriend who's, for a long time, been in relationships. Recently, she's bailed on her high-drag boyfriend, which has overwhelmed me with thoughts. Its selfish to think like this, yeah, but so much of me wants to make moves when I get to see her now because its all I've ever really wanted. It's practically psychosis, but she brings so much into my life on those 2deep4u levels, making it hard to control myself. The other day I finally listened to a CD that I had kept aside from one of my birthdays from her, and not only were there songs I was looking for years on there, but the rest of it was just so good. She wants to hang and do mushrooms when I'm on my next semester break, and I want to make some moves either then, or in the winter time.
tldr: Bestfriend is dream girl, am beta-max.
>mfw we've kissed three times
>two were dares on my 16th birthday party
>the other was me asking her before leaving for college.
Just fuck my shit up

Probably not what you want to hear, but it was her responsibility to keep up with her meds, not you.

I know, I've talked this out with some friends and my girlfriend and they've all said she should've remembered to take it but I still blame myself and I can't get over it.
Appreciate it though user.

I know exactly what you mean and how you feel. It's almost like there's something we just don't get or we're missing a piece of the puzzle.. at least that's how it feels to me. I know for a fact I'm actually more out-going than most people, I have a great smile (complimented all the time as a cashier) but yet no matter how hard I try, I will never be the one people come to ask to hangout or do something with.

The part that's hard for me is, I actually do have a genetic disorder which disfigures my fingernails and so of course how could I do anything but convince myself over the years it's because I look SLIGHTLY different that people treat me different. People always tell me it's no big deal and I try to believe that by being confident and out-going (which I know I am because I've landed multiple jobs this way) but yet at the end of the day, I've literally only ever kissed one girl and besides her no girl has ever even attempted to make a move on me or show interest in the slightest bit. At the end of the day my messages in the group chat will be brushed over while everyone keeps firing away....

>be me
>16 at the time
>madly in love with this girl
>dated for about 11+ months
>took my my virginity
>felt she was one
>one catch
>she was horrible abusive; physical and mentally
>everyday i would get hateful text and fb messages from her
>deadinside.png
>but i was scared to leave her because i was a fag who was new at love
>one day was late for school and she told me to meet her before 1st period on the 2nd floor stairs
>she walked up to me, who was sitting down and stabbed me right in my left knee
>"user where where you this morning i asked you to meet me by the bus"
>I'm ...so s-sorry...i slept in.. my mom had to tack m-
>be i could finish she pushed me down the stairs
>she walked away and pretend to see nothing
>i went to hospital damaged my meniscus
>had to get surgery
>when i got home from hospital got like 20 texts of her saying she was sorry and never mean to hurt me
>me being to fag i was forgave her
>a week later she left me for a girl that she never met online
>told me i was weak and a horrible human and shouldn't have been born
>got death threats from the cunt of a new gf she found telling me that i hurt her so bad that she had to find new love
>i cried for months i started drinking heavy and contemplating suicide
>due time i move on and found new love
>but to this day i still feel like shit when im alone for to long

fuck that's rough, user. I know it's probably near impossible but you just gotta erase that cunt from your memory. It was a shitty time but it's over and you'll never have to deal with that again. Furthermore, you know not to take that shit in the future, you will find someone and they will actually care about you and it will be worth it mate.

I feel your pain user. You're not alone

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Seriously do not do this to him
Please at least call

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Its from a guy who died and his dad kept texing him if I'm not mistaken

fuck me. I wanna tell myself he deserves it but christ, reading that is fucking hard....

my parents are split so I guess I just imagine either of them in that position and it breaks my heart... definitely sending my dad a text in the morning

I have the same situation, but on the opposite side. Gf broke up with me because "she doesn't love me anymore", got a new bf within 3 weeks and ditched me. I thought it was going well. I miss her.

My first girlfriend killed herself, took me forever to feel like I loved anyone again, eventually met another girl and we got around to dating, I felt actual love for her. Then she basically tells me to go fuck myself after a couple months, and I still don't know why. Told me more things along the lines of, don't talk to her, to take my problems and emotions elsewhere and leave her the fuck alone. I didn't even tell her much sad shit, just the getting to know someone basics. All that with, a completely unsupporting, and for that reason, unknowing family who make me feel like shit 6/7 days a week. Can't seem to keep any good thing going and I feel inherently fucked, that I shouldn't even try be better off or try to be successful in anything since all I can do is fail, and lose. Feels