Feels thread

>Feels thread.

How close have you got to actually killing yourself?
What was the lowest point in your life, and how did you manage to deal with it and push through?
Or are you still stuck in the depths of sadness?

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Get better soon OP.

Start by saying why you're feeling like this

Closest I got was slitting my arm like an emo cunt but vertically and falling asleep in the tub like that

I usually make myself laugh with YouTube to make myself feel better, and it always works. I laugh a bit, get that feeling in my stomach and it's all good.

But with my past, especially with my parents, sometimes I feel worthless and that I really mean nothing to anyone no matter how much they say they love me.

I don't cry, and I haven't for some years now, but recently, I woke up one morning to a voice in my head going over all the times I've been told off and it made me feel really sad, then I realised it's probably all my fault and started to cry a little.
At that point the voice in my head got violent and told me to shut up and stop being such a pussy, and to suck it up because what kind of person am I to cry over petty feelings?

I couldn't stop because I felt like I was back in my past with my horrible parents again and I kept crying, but the voice kept rising and rising.

I don't remember much of that day apart from that. It's a wierd expierence for sure.

>pic related me right now

>be me 18 HS
>meet girl online
>shit happens
>becomes friends with her ex again and ignores me
>I leave
>hurts like hell for a few weeks
>at one point was ready to bite the bullet
>started talking to this other chich I met online (yeah I know I gotta start talking to people local)
>moved on from last person
>decide to see if she was up to anything
>not friends with her ex
>for some sick reason I'm so fucking happy
>kinda like could have told you this was gonna happen
>karma is a bitch
>kinda the though she got hurt by her ex makes me happy because of the way she hurt me and karma got her ass
>for once I'm in a good fucking mood
>but apart wants her back and another parts wants to give her the finger one last time

forgot pic

(me)
my low point was a few weeks ago over this girl I fucking missed her wanted her back so fucking bad and had a stressful and shitty day at work and that didn't help I thought about biting the bullet and was eyeing up my gun but I told my self to stop being a whiny bitch and suck it up so I did and here I am now doing a lot better read the greentext

Actually I am at that point atm. My gf is thinking about leaving so I am depressed as fuck atm. At Wednesday I know if she leaves. If she does I think I sign at the French foreign legion. That is the same as killing myself with the difference I can fight in wars till I am death

I don't know how to feel about this, hopefully some anons can sympathize.

>Have female friend
>Inseparable, we're like twins
>She has this boyfriend
>Boyfriend is jealous and controlling
>Screams at her for watching porn
>She works two jobs and goes to school
>He works part time
>Contributes nothing at home
>All of her friends hate him
>Her Brother hates him
>They've been together almost 5 years
>She won't leave him because he wouldn't be able to function without her

Is this really that normal? Is she right to stay?

>be me 19
>just broke up with gf
>was already depressed anyway
>decide to take my life
>swallow all of my medication
>go to sleep expecting to not wake up
>wake up
>holy fuck
>everything is spinning and my vision is blurred
>can't speak
>can't walk
>crawl through the dorm knocking on doors looking for help
>my buddy opens the door
>"holy shit user"
>slur speech at him
>picks me up and helps me walk to nurses station
>ambulance arrives
>throw up the entire way to the hospital
>dry heave for hours in the hospital
>my mom shows up
>takes one look at me and bawls her eyes out

I will never forget my moms face, and that is enough for me to never attempt suicide again. Your family and friends will miss you op. Hang in it for them, and seek help. I swear it gets better

She isn't but sadly u can't do shit. U can just be there for her if he fucks up

Sounds pretty much like my parents, with my father being really controlling of everyone in the family and believing that once he gets back from work, he is done for the day and leaves my mother to be stressed out constantly, cleaning out and taking care of the young ones.

unfortuantely, unless the girl decides to act on it and leave the guy, it will stay this way for a very long time because she's depentant on the guy and believes that if she leaves him, she will have nothing left in the world and she will struggle daily. So living it through with her controlling BF is the only way of having security in life.

But what do I know, I only seen this once and that's in my parents only, so maybe she will have it differently.

That is why I would went to war so I die there. Then they may respect me

I know, that's what sucks the most.

Here's the twist though, watching the way he treats her is making me realize something terrible. I think that's exactly how my dad treats my mom. I don't know if I should talk to her about it or if I should assume I'm overreacting since they've been married over 20 years.

This also gives me the possibility to be a hero for someone

I've been getting ignored by my friends and my 'best friend'. This has gotten me really depressed. I know I sound like a fag. Any tips on getting through this shit?

U can try to but there is a chance that she misunderstands u and then there won't be a good connection between u two anymore

Lazy father hivemind?

But yeah like I said my parents have been together over 20 years, but I can't say I have a lot of memories of my mom being happy, I remember her being on antidepressants a lot. And now she has a job where she travels so much she's never around him.

U don't need friends. Get successful. Then they will come back

Is it because of something you did?

I mean, real friends wouldn't just ignore you like that, the silent treatment is the worst thing for anyone to do.

go/do things that interest you and make friends that way you can't make 'friends' unignore you

Fellow feelers and damaged people, come join our Kik group Feels on Wheels and become our newfriend!

We've been around for a long time, sharing feels and everything life related. We got a few spots open, and would love to get to know you and your story!

Use the Kik code or just pm me and I can add ya. My Kik: Closescape

I got pretty close. Had the knife, and the opportunity. Just couldn't man up to it because I'm a pussy. Still regret not ending it then and there.

Well I got in an argument with my best friend about 2 weeks ago. Past week she didn't text the same way. She's been ignoring me this past few days. She gave me a bullshit excuse saying how she isn't in a good mood. But she's updating her snapchat and Instagram every day. I already came to the realization she's not a friend anymore, but this still fucked me over though.

Lowest point is to go on every day and not doing it.

2 weeks ago and she's still angry at you? Holy smokes man, that's kind of ridicolous.

If she was a true friend, she'd herself get to a normal level with you and talk things out, maybe even smooth it out all together.

I remember back in school when I was a talker and not a fighter, and I'd try my best to not get into any arguments with anyone, but I got pretty heated with this one guy and I talked him down saying that anger is pointless. Came back the next day and asked him if he's feeling better now, and he agreed, then we somehow ended up being friends,

I'm not sucking my own dick and trying to show off how I put 8 skill points into my Charisma, but sometimes you can talk things out with people.

However, if you've realised that she's not a real friend, then tha may be a better solution than anything I said. It's sometimes better to drop people from your life than to carry their burden with you.

Okay, so the thing is that you get your validation from others. Realising other people have their own lives outside of yours and that most of them care more about themselves (in a good way, self preservation) is a good start.

I've had the same experiences, or at least similar, now I enjoy them sort of.

Killing yourself means nothing. Trying to have some fun while you're going out is the best way to go. you might find a new insight or a new way to enjoy yourself.

I'm the same way, I like to talk things through instead of doing some dumb shit. I tried talking to her multiple times but she keeps ignoring. I'll just stop trying, move on. Thanks user

Why the fuck is every feels thread like this? Whats wrong with you pathetic cunts? You wanna kys and be depressed over a partner? Thats stupid. It really is. You feel sorry bevouse of other people. The peeps i respect in these threads are peeps who surviver or have cancer, are broke, lost everything and are living in a shitty apartment etc. But you fags who are sad cuz of women shpuld just kys. I never got to have a girlfriend and never even kissed a girl and im still happy cuz i faced the reality and hacked my body to not feel the urge to continue my bloodline

Go and watch this movie
Thank me later user
imdb.com/title/tt5323662/

Will it make me cry?

What was the argument about tho?

Yes, and feel
And make you think about feelings, and life

When u get a girl u know how it is. I live for her and do Everything so she is happy. And then she says she loves me but she has the feeling I deserve better and that she can't satisfy me. Dafuq is this shit

Shieet, I was tempted to download it and watch it on a 3 day roadtrip, but I don't think that crying in a car with my family is good.

Nah man. I don't like animated movies.

Came pretty close to killing myself in college; I think I was around 20 (don't remember, shitty memory).

Came home from class, parents hadn't gotten home yet. Closed the garage door and kept the car running. At some point my extremities got really tingly, and without thinking I got out of the car and opened the garage door. It wasn't that I was scared; it was almost like my body acted on it's own to save itself.

Had a real shitty time for a few weeks after that; carbon monoxide poisoning fucking sucks.

I've been really depressed on and off since then (I'm 33 now), but never attempted it again.

Well like last month I told her I liked her. Got friend zone, stayed like a fag cause I thought I would get another chance. Fast forward a few weeks, she told me she thought I was ignoring her and that I was mad, I explained to her that I was just busy. I'm guessing she's just ignoring me cause I told her I liked her? Damn I'm such a beta fag.

All you niggers are pussies, fuck you have feelings for?

Climbed up a telephone mast and stood myself on the other side of the fence at the top, sort of leaning outward, and trying to get myself to faint (hyper ventilating and then holding my breath). Stopped myself right before fainting and going down to the ground again.

I also held a kitchen knife at my throat when I was about 8 years old.

wew. don't kill yourself, user.

several weeks ago i put a belt around my neck on 2 different occasions and hung there for a couple of minutes waiting to pass out so i'd die. i decided against it both times

>hang in it
The basement that is

I regret that decision. Should've just let go.

nah man. it'll get better. just work hard and solve problems.

I really think u guys should go to war instead of committing suicide. U can do something good there and help some people. And u may die there so u will reach ur goal

what are we? some kind of suicide squad?

Better than only suicide. That is actually what I am going to do when my gf breaks up at Wednesday.

Sorry for the wall of text I don't expect anyone to read it I just wanted to get it out.
I'm not very close because I'm literally dead inside, no need to kill myself and hurt my family. I don't know what's wrong I just can't bring myself to be happy. Nothing brings me happiness anymore. Sure memes make me laugh but that's all the kicks I can get.
On the rare occasions when someone wants to hang out I don't feel happy. Vidya, movies and books which were my primary hobbies only make me sadder. Going out to socialize and meet new people is depressing because I just think most of them are retarded by the end of the conversation. I've given up on love and relationships and even any intimacy.I'm just studying dental medicine not because I like the job but because my aunt will help me out when i'm done because she's also a dentist and this shit is hard as fuck. I really can't imagine what can make me happy for more than a few minutes that I get out of memes.
At least I'm not sad anymore because I know it doesn't get any better.
Last month was fucking harsh fucking 2 months of literally 15 hours of studying a day, over 12 exams and my granddad died and I couldn't even visit his grave. My mother is devistated and I don't know how I managed to get trough the stupid ass exams. Now I can't even work a proper summerjob because the next semester is in a month.

Look on the bright side, dentistry brings in a shit load of cash, and with cash, comes friendships and people.

Sure, the people may be there for your cash, but atleast it something.

Otherwise, you can buy yourself anything you want with the bucks you get from being a dentist.

That's the problem. I don't want anything. Literally I can't think of something I want. Like if you ask me what i'd do with 1 million dollars I'd probably just lock em up in a bank and continue everything like I never got the 1 mil.

still stuck within the depths of my cold bitter embrace, it's funny i thought reaching out to a new people would change things and make the world seem brighter and really all its done is confirm everything i already knew and why i stayed away from it all.

The lowest point in my life was when I thought it couldn't get any more empty and lonely and shit but then I woke up one day and couldn't stop coughing.

They told me I had a cancer. Before then I just drifted along each day of what you could loosely call my life with no one to hold or anything to care about. It wasn't scary because I felt like killing myself at least a few times a month. Lying there the night after I got my first injection of chemo I felt myself drifting like it was less and less my own body.

That was my lowest point.

I guess I want to say that if money won't bring you happiness, then someone you bump into will down the road. But even then, I don't know if that ever happens.

Okay now i'm also confused. Anyway thanks for listening and have another skeleton meme on me.

All you pussy whipped faggots are dying because you either lost or are losing your GF nad you're all alone.

With all the shit you see and hear about women, you really think a good woman exists? Bro, even the bible tells you how unreliable and evil women are.

>How close have you got to actually killing yourself?
Had a loaded revolver in my mouth, old bullet, round faild when i pulled trigger

>What was the lowest point in your life, and how did you manage to deal with it and push through?
Right before my scuicide attempt I had been diagnosed as a transgender mtf, i cried in the shrinks office and said I didn't wanna go through with a gender change but they said its the only way i could live a normal life. Next day i grabbed my dads gun and tried and failed to kill myself. Next day admitted myself to the ward my shrink works in, she had me placed in a room and started a female hormone regimen on me. At the time i was a metal head and already had long hairand was skinny af so when the hormones kicked in 6th months into my treatment i was not recognizable as a male. I still displayed serious depression, was talking to myself, and other shit so she transferred me to an all female home for 18 to 25 year old women in the mountains. Place was super beautiful and I made friends fast, none of them knew i was a dude. I learned makeup and girl shit during free time with the crazy bitches. Eventually my new doc had sent all my paperwork in to make me legally female and legally sane. It was 2 years since admitting myself as a dude that i left the crazy house as a 20 year old decently cute girl. Parents disowned me, had nothing to my name except a purse, heels, dress, and bra/panties that my shrink had all bought for me outnof pity. Decided I liked pine trees so I hitchhiked north to Portland OR. When i got there the dude driving me tried to rape me, good thing he didnt see my peen or hed have killed me. Few months passed atba homeless womans shelter and I landed an office job. From there I got a one bedroom home, a cute little car, a boyfriend that accepts me as a girl, and i made a wonderful life for myself. In fact just ordered Chinese food and gonna rent that movie logan and my will be home from work literally in mins

Happiness isn't something you achieve.

Happiness is a state of a harmony. Recognizing that life will have good and bad things, take the good with the bad and be grateful you were given the gift of life.

My bf* will be homr soon, jesus im too high to type

Shiet, I guess what I meant to say was that you might bump into someone later on in life who will talk to you about problems and hear you out, then help you to overcome them. Like a permament friend who stays by your side and understands you.

I had that in mind but my poor thinking skills blurted some unintelligible shit out.

Cheers for the skelly meme tho.

I tried to kill myself a couple of nights ago. And yet the rope tore, haha. I created a thread nearby but seems like butthurting mods deleted it. If you wish, I can repeat my story.

Go ahead, if they took your thread down then find comfort in this one.

And let me tell you about lowest point of my life. I'm actually there now. Good evening, Sup Forums! Or better say, good night, but I know that most of you live in the places where it's still evening. It doesn't really matter. I want to tell you a little story.

I used to be a smart kid and all that stuff, you know. I almost finished my university studies although when there wasn't really much left, I said to myself that I should change something, I was really tired of my useless profession which I needed to study many more years in order to become a guy who one day gonna get a "nice decent salary n sheeeet" when he's gonna be about 45 years old. I never wanted that for me. So yeah… I quit it and started my own little business. It was going really well, I earned nice money and life was getting better and better. I even started to think that it is a nice idea to enter to university again and do something what I really enjoy doing. At some point of my life everything started going to the shit: girlfriend left me and said that I should gtfo because of some stupid shitty reason, my business was fucked and I had about 300 bucks in my pocket left after I payed all the debts. I was drinking as mad back in those times. Once I got an idea: why shouldn't I try playing poker? That was the moment when my life turned around 180 degrees and I started earning cash. I was also really good at math so after winning a couple of tournaments around this area, I switched to blackjack and started counting cards. That was the moment when my life turned to a huge line of smoking weed, hanging out with nice and pretty ladies (or better say, hookers and whores). After a couple of months of doing these things, I was blacklisted in most of the casinos in the area although there was one place where I still could enter. So I got to the train, and came there. I was so self-ensured so I got a little bit drunk and high and of course as you can I understand, I lost everything on that day.

The worst thing was that night I sold my phone to a random guy who was hanging around the casino. And my mother called me that night. And of course that guy picked up the phone and said that your son sold me his phone cuz he was playing blackjack and needed cash. My family hated me after that. But father defended me and gave me cash. I got back to the road, life was good, got to the university again.

A couple of days ago I went to participate in a poker tournament with buy in around 100 bucks. I won about 15 grand that night. So I went to celebrate after. I woke up next day at my home place with no money and 9k credit in my credit card. I didn't know what to do and tried to kill myself.

>How close have you got to actually killing yourself?
Very close
What was the lowest point in your life, and how did you manage to deal with it and push through?Or are you still stuck in the depths of sadness?
I am still stuck. I have no friends. I am to much of a weirdo. No employment for a year, no money, used food bank three times now. I have drifted. There is no one to keep me grounded. Help.

Although yesterday I went to play in one poker room online, I played spin n gos mostly with 100 bucks buy in. I won about 2000 and managed to pay for university. (Universities aren't that expensive in Europe). Although I have a really huge credit yet and I can't tell about it to my family. If they will know, they will tell me to gtfo.

Why did i not get any response?

You know, if I'll manage somehow to get out of the shit I got into, I'll help you. Why fucking not.

Sincerely yours,
Player and alcoholic who described his story a little bit earlier

People just don't know what to tell you. We are all in deep shit here in this thread, thinking of what we are and how we should manage it. Me personally, I don't know how could I help you. I don't even know how to get rid of my problems, because it's almost impossible to get 10 grands playing poker just around a month

I have the answer to all our problems! Check out this podcast:

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Lol if u read it then ud see my life is perfect now

That won't benefit you. You would be dead.

Took a dick load of assorted pills+drank. Did out because I done fucked up at 15 and the police were looking for me. Honestly still wish I was dead to this day, but we're all dead already, do just be grateful. Working on going to school to be a doctor now. Life is a chore though, it is meant to be a cycle of suffering as a means of teaching and growing, if we were always comfortable we would never strive to truly prosper. For those still struggling, God bless. For those struggling that aren't spiritual, keep fighting and find your niche. You'll make it.

Thank you for your words. Really. Thank you.

I need help
>17
>fall into depression and break down
>lay in bed for a couple weeks
>family doctor thinks i'm depressed, but mentions something about chronic fatigue syndrome
>mom latches onto that
>spend a couple months more in bed
>get my brain scanned, and eventually evaluated by a medical team
>get diagnosed with chronic fatigue disorder
>spend a year being weak and not doing anything
>19
>school is unbelievably accomodating
>take a subject a year, slowly getting through it.
>no idea what I want to do as a career, and no motivation to find out (welfare pays better than any part-time job in my country)
>go through school slowly
>21 now, about to be finished next year
>still no fucking clue what to do with myself

basically, how do I start caring about myself and my future? How do I start putting effort into donig something?

just deal with it everyday
was never too close to suicide, but never too far.
I get farther the more i achieve and feel proud of myself. Took work and time but i started to actually feel proud. mostly focused on work and 1 thing at a time to get better at.

I had a drug incuded psychosis (basically being crazy, look it up) and I wanted to kill myself. Now I've gained some 30 kg through depression that followed but now I'm slowly feeling better each day. I have to go to rehab each week and take medication for depression and psychosis, which sucks, and I can't take drugs anymore, which also sucks, but things are getting better.

ph yeah
>severely introverted, never talk to anyuone
>best friend lives literally next door and I haven't seen him for a couple weeks

I need basic instructions on how not to be a disusting nisincere faggot.

I was on a medication for 2 weeks which had suicidal and psychotic side effects. I felt so much better once it was over.

It definitely affected my life, but I never feel very close to going nuts or that scared again.

I just assume that someone will kill themselves because of me, so I don't have to do it.

I.e. Every Muslim that hates the West will get mad at the general idea of some faggot on his computer, and then blow themselves up. Each day I keep an eye on the news

>be me, 7 years ago 16
>summer break
>in relationship w/ gf for 2yrs
>me and gf would sometimes talk about our future plans and starting a family
Now that I think about it, she never really seemed interested in talking about it.
>Gf says shes going to break up with me because I'm such a pussy and 'cant hold my own weight'
>Bawls eyes out for a solid day
>i questioned my existence
>"why am i here if this is the way my life will constantly be"
>wanted pain and grieving to stop
>took a shit ton of meds
>remembered that my Pa hides a 12 gauge under his bed.
>shit gets fuzzy n' sheeit
>Something happened.exe
>Woke up 13 hours later
>Whatever amount of 'pussyness' was inside me, was removed from my entire body. It happened in a matter of seconds, as if a divine spirit took me away from the shit storm of fuck I was heading in, and pointed me in the right direction.
>Christfag.png
>Stopped being a pussy
>Next day, took a walk outside to reflect on what I had done, still had a pounding headache.
>Went and got Wendys and just chilled in the local park for 2 hours, observing nature and how fucking beautiful the trees are.
>school started again
>She either moved or died, because she wasn't there.


sorry for shitty greentext =/

>felmyst

Thot patrol inbound

A couple hours. I figured "it's my last day on earth, might as well get shitfaced and kill myself later around midnight when nobody can stop me." Drank more than I intended, passed out before I got a chance to off myself, woke up in the hospital furious. Rapid-cycling bipolar II is some serious fucking horseshit and I've tried dozens of different things over the years to try to fix it, nothing's worked. Haven't really had a reason to live for the last 10 yeras or so, running out of patience again

Pretty inspiring story in a fucked up way. Send trap nudes

But seriously what the fuck?

Transgenderism is largely based in decision and natural desire. It sounds like you didn't want to get the change, so why the fuck did you? It's not like you were diagnosed with cancer. This is supposed to be a different type of diagnosis, one that you just know and feel deep in your heart. Sounds like they pimped that money out of you.

>first year high school
>grandma has brain cancer
>mom takes her anger out on me every night
>I'm failing some courses
>tell my mom teacher is mean to me but she doesn't want to hear it
>does homework every night as I visit grandma
>get yelled every night cause I'm dumb
>considerd suicide but never wanted to, there's much more to life and you might as well see it to the end
>made more friends, and moved on from there

Just be grateful that you can barely manage to get out of bed in the morning, while still managing the intense struggle to fulfill societal expectations and survive
Love it!

tf is that picture? his fucking nose is gone

Literally just some faggot on the internet

Just this week I visited the gun store in town. Learned it costs under $600 (Less than a paycheck) to buy a 1911 .45, and only a short phone call to make sure I'm allowed to buy it (Which I am) Decided to hold onto that information just in case. I like to think that if I decide to kill myself, I'll have a 30 minute drive to the gun store to contemplate and decide if I'm going to go through with it or if I'm just going to go into the subway next door and eat a depression sandwich

>depression sandwich

You know what user, that sounds fucking delicious right now.

tried to

>Feels thread.
>How close have you got to actually killing yourself?
I've never attempted but I have done reckless actions like running red lights. Sometimes I think what would be the best possible way to kms.
What was the lowest point in your life, and how did you manage to deal with it and push through?
It's prob going to come soon when my 14 year old dog dies.
Or are you still stuck in the depths of sadness?
Yes

And stop traffic on the whole line for like an hour?? You are a selfish cunt. You are not worth inconveniencing all those people