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Posted 1/23/16

Dariamus wrote:

Watching a friend and co-worker get cut in half by the bomb bay doors of the airplane we were working on.

It did not kill him right away, the doors sealed everything. We had time to drive his wife in so they could say goodbye before he died. I still have nightmares where I can hear his voice.


Sounds like something out of a movie horror seen >< I can't even imagine.
Posted 1/23/16

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Toaster-Senpai wrote:

Personal stories are accepted, no judgement, so I'll share mine. when I was in middle school I got quite depressed, and no, It wasn't one of those "Oh, school's so hard, I'mma be sad," it was serious depression, even some self-harm, and I once almost killed myself. The thing that was the worse, was that I had no idea why it happened, but it was the worst thing I've ever had to be put through, and looking back now, it gives me courage, my scars serve as a reminder that things could be worse. So, please, open up, if you need someone to talk to, I'll be here! Thanks, guys, and if you're still going through it, there is still hope, you're not alone. Have a nice Day/night/life!


You want to know how fucked up I am?

Sure, this is the internet after all.

1. I have light Asperger syndrome which was used against me as a crutch in elementary school. School teachers told me I''d never even get out of high school, which also stunted my intellectual growth. And my parents never even told me till 2014.

2. Being violently and mentally abused for being mixed race and religious. Literally picked on everyday, being chased in groups at every recess. Being made fun of by teachers and other kids and my parents did nothing till later on.

3. Nearly be put into special education and told I have anger issues due to the fact that every day was sheer terror to live when I was a child.

4. Being molested as a child which screwed up my growth process and made my sexual orientation volatile.

5. Having abusive parents and a jealous brother with a learning disability who screamed and was always sarcastic to me.

6. Having an overly protective mother who was a cheating catholic hypocrite and smothered me from growing and maturing, trying to tell me who my friends should be.

7. Being an absolute outcast from Elementary all the way to high school, with no friends until the last 3 years.

8. Realizing the illusion that my parents were a good couple being utterly shattered after learning the truth. That since 1999 my mom and dad were divorced and the only reason my father stayed was to take care of me, never telling me till 2014.

9. Have half my family disown me by my mothers hands, who in revenge on my father literally out caste us both. In the process just to spite my father she kicked me out in the middle of winter without notice and physically attacked my father. Nearly having all my closest friends abandon me during that horrible process.

10. Be a virgin and never give into sexual lust, while watching every other person that I hated have wonderful families and blessed children they call their own.

The only thing I really wanted.

This isn't even the tip of the iceberg of all the shit I have had to put up with. How any sane human being can even manage all this means that I'm not a sad story.

I'm the goddamn hero.


My eyes are watery.


It's ok Pikachu.

*pet pet*
Posted 1/23/16

Toaster-Senpai wrote:

Hang in there, man, I'm so sorry to hear you suffering, it will get better, so just don't give up, there are people who care, and I'm one of them.


Thanks for creating this thread. Up until now, I didn't even tell my closest friends this. It helps, more than you know.
Posted 1/23/16

Naseal wrote:

Happened yesterday. My sister and I discovered that my big brother is abusing drugs.

Yes my brother that I esteem so much, that I love so much is on the verge of falling into a dark pit. I'm very young so I didn't understand much of what was happening. I thought I understood pain, but the worst thing is that betrayal comes not from your enemies but from your loved ones. It hurts so much, just like your intestines are been crushed inside your body, like your heart and brain been mashed at the same time. What hurts is that he lied to everyone, he lied to me, my big sister, my mother and father.

It's not like my family is on good terms, I think is everyones fault in our family. We never pay so much attention to him, and the only person he had near was his girlfriend which we also discovered was drug abusing.

The thing is that he was about to move to another country with his girlfriend and attend a college there, but I always had my doubts so my sister and I investigated him... and that's when everything came up.

I still don't know what to do. He is not going to the college anymore, he's staying in my town, we're trying to be more comprehensive with him, trying to talk more with him and help him. My parents are going to become more close to him, my big sister (also his big sis) is going to start talking to him again after 3 years. She recognises she was at fault also. We're trying to handle this situation as, gladly he didn't take any serious drugs like heroin or meth... There's still time.

So this is my situation...


Yeah, your world is being slowly pushed away from what you think it was. It's the worst feeling in the world.

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I was eight when my father was murdered outside my house by a guy who was supposedly his friend and who my dad helped get a place to live, a job, and my mom would do his laundry because he had no washer.

I almost died twice from blood loss. The first time I fell down some stairs and cut my hand really bad. I was bleeding so bad that I would of died if my moms friend hadn't been there because she used to be a nurse.
Second time was when I had a chronic nosebleed and passed out. I woke up blind and couldn't breathe very well. I guess my body went into shock or something.

My mom is mentally ill and couldn't really handle having kids but she wanted them. She did her best but we never really grew up in society. We always stayed to ourselves and became codependent on one another. My mom kept us safe, fed and healthy with death benefits she got from the government for my dad when he died. All three of us kids developed social phobias and ended up dropping out of school because the bullying we succumbed to for years was too much and nothing we did whether it was call the police or change schools did anything. I had been switched to 3 different schools during middle school before dropping out. I got my GED four years ago but to this day my siblings are still living with my mom and they never leave the house. The house is a shack now because they hardly get money and it's falling apart.

I've been touched inappropriately a few times by neighbors during my adolescence. It wasn't anything as bad as rape but it's something I never understood. The cops were called but it just worsened our reputation in our neighborhood. As I said, my mom is severely mentally challenged and would cause a lot of problems and so no one really liked us.

My first job was at a gas station down the road from my boyfriends house. I moved in with him two years ago to get away from my mom and to start a new life. I've have been working there since then because I don't drive and we live in the middle of nowhere. I got fired a week before Christmas last month because I was caught in a tobacco sting. I was amazing at my job and the fact that I now am unemployed and can't drive really sucks. I feel like a failure.
I've had my learners for a few months and once the car is fixed I can start practicing again.

Posted 1/23/16

PrinceJudar wrote:

-The hole of depression and anxiety I dug myself into for years--absolutely no good reason for it--perplexing as all hell. I was physically ill from it. I didn't think myself depressed, and yet I couldn't find the energy to do nothing more than sleep or lay in bed for hours after waking. I'd hyperventilate and occasionally deal with racing heart and palpitations (which let me tell you--hearing your heartbeat so loud is some of the freakiest shit). I had disturbed sleep to the point I'd wake up screaming from night terrors on occasion and every morning my mattress was tilted. I got cold hands and feet, my bones would ache, and eventually my skin started changing colors. I was bored and 'down' nearly all the time and found interest in little outside of the negative muddling in my mind. I stopped eating from a loss of appetite and started blacking out and fainting on occasion.

Eventually I just climbed out of the hole one day. If you asked me what put me there to begin with, embarrassingly enough, I don't have the best reply. My life is more fortunate than others.

-Watching the heart monitor on my Grandmother as she passed unexpectedly one day recently. She went in for dehydration that morning--fine as ever--and suddenly I'm being told I need to be there. I made it 30 minutes before her passing, but seeing her covered in blood made my heart drop. I had never seen her once relatively like that. Watching the heart monitor steadily fade was the most surreal thing. I was close to her--she was the only one to have a actual interest and excitement in the things I do online (a large part of my character).

-Finding my mother in tears as she was realizing she had miscarried.

-The day my parents were screaming that there was something wrong with me and that they should drop me off at a mental hospital. I don't hold it against them--I've forgiven them--but I also can't forget.



That being said though, I'm happy with my life and who I generally turned out to be, because of all my experiences.

I was dealt a good hand. I just had to learn how to play cards.



Naseal wrote:
Some people like to compare their misfortune with of the others in order to feel good

But I firmly believe there's no comparison to someone's life. A lot of things will happen to you and the important thing is how you're going to deal with it.


Well said.



Well, I think you have turned out to be a wonderful person. I had similar issues with random emotion memories making me sad or overly happy. When I realized it was my brain tricking me and just chemical imbalances, it started phasing out somehow. I wonder if I denseness myself to it maybe?

But yeah. It's rare to have someone listen or taken interest, let alone a Grandma. I'm glad she did that.
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PE class, sounds kinda stupid compared to these other guys...
Posted 1/23/16

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I was eight when my father was murdered outside my house by a guy who was supposedly his friend and who my dad helped get a place to live, a job, and my mom would do his laundry because he had no washer.

I almost died twice from blood loss. The first time I fell down some stairs and cut my hand really bad. I was bleeding so bad that I would of died if my moms friend hadn't been there because she used to be a nurse.
Second time was when I had a chronic nosebleed and passed out. I woke up blind and couldn't breathe very well. I guess my body went into shock or something.

My mom is mentally ill and couldn't really handle having kids but she wanted them. She did her best but we never really grew up in society. We always stayed to ourselves and became codependent on one another. My mom kept us safe, fed and healthy with death benefits she got from the government for my dad when he died. All three of us kids developed social phobias and ended up dropping out of school because the bullying we succumbed to for years was too much and nothing we did whether it was call the police or change schools did anything. I had been switched to 3 different schools during middle school before dropping out. I got my GED four years ago but to this day my siblings are still living with my mom and they never leave the house. The house is a shack now because they hardly get money and it's falling apart.

I've been touched inappropriately a few times by neighbors during my adolescence. It wasn't anything as bad as rape but it's something I never understood. The cops were called but it just worsened our reputation in our neighborhood. As I said, my mom is severely mentally challenged and would cause a lot of problems and so no one really liked us.

My first job was at a gas station down the road from my boyfriends house. I moved in with him two years ago to get away from my mom and to start a new life. I've have been working there since then because I don't drive and we live in the middle of nowhere. I got fired a week before Christmas last month because I was caught in a tobacco sting. I was amazing at my job and the fact that I now am unemployed and can't drive really sucks. I feel like a failure.
I've had my learners for a few months and once the car is fixed I can start practicing again.



"I was eight when my father was murdered outside my house by a guy who was supposedly his friend and who my dad helped get a place to live, a job, and my mom would do his laundry because he had no washer. " What dirt that man was.

"I almost died twice from blood loss. The first time I fell down some stairs and cut my hand really bad. I was bleeding so bad that I would of died if my moms friend hadn't been there because she used to be a nurse.
Second time was when I had a chronic nosebleed and passed out. I woke up blind and couldn't breathe very well. I guess my body went into shock or something. "

Don't take this as an insult, but your pretty tough.

"My mom is mentally ill and couldn't really handle having kids but she wanted them. She did her best but we never really grew up in society. We always stayed to ourselves and became codependent on one another. My mom kept us safe, fed and healthy with death benefits she got from the government for my dad when he died. All three of us kids developed social phobias and ended up dropping out of school because the bullying we succumbed to for years was too much and nothing we did whether it was call the police or change schools did anything. I had been switched to 3 different schools during middle school before dropping out. I got my GED four years ago but to this day my siblings are still living with my mom and they never leave the house. The house is a shack now because they hardly get money and it's falling apart."

Social Phobias? Oh, because of all those jerks right? Turns out putting a bunch of hormone laden children in a school together, isn't such a good idea.

"I've been touched inappropriately a few times by neighbors during my adolescence. It wasn't anything as bad as rape but it's something I never understood. The cops were called but it just worsened our reputation in our neighborhood. As I said, my mom is severely mentally challenged and would cause a lot of problems and so no one really liked us. "

Humans can be beasts.

"My first job was at a gas station down the road from my boyfriends house. I moved in with him two years ago to get away from my mom and to start a new life. I've have been working there since then because I don't drive and we live in the middle of nowhere. I got fired a week before Christmas last month because I was caught in a tobacco sting. I was amazing at my job and the fact that I now am unemployed and can't drive really sucks. I feel like a failure.
I've had my learners for a few months and once the car is fixed I can start practicing again. "

Your not a failure, your a survivor.
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Depression and Suicidal ideation.
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Holy shit. My problems aren't even worth mentioning compared to others in here.
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Methadone overdose. Was hit by the defibrillator while I was semi-conscious. Doesn't sound possible for that to happen, as your heart is stopped. Turns out it is....and it sucks MAJOR donkey balls. That whole night was fucked up. Last thing I remember was Friday night....and then vague memories after EMS arrived on Sunday morning about 3:00 a.m.

BUT the worst part was that my mind was so messed up for about a week after, and everything tasted like metal... I thought I had caused permanent damage to my brain or something. Scariest week of my life.
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LittleSquid wrote:

I was eight when my father was murdered outside my house by a guy who was supposedly his friend and who my dad helped get a place to live, a job, and my mom would do his laundry because he had no washer.

I almost died twice from blood loss. The first time I fell down some stairs and cut my hand really bad. I was bleeding so bad that I would of died if my moms friend hadn't been there because she used to be a nurse.
Second time was when I had a chronic nosebleed and passed out. I woke up blind and couldn't breathe very well. I guess my body went into shock or something.

My mom is mentally ill and couldn't really handle having kids but she wanted them. She did her best but we never really grew up in society. We always stayed to ourselves and became codependent on one another. My mom kept us safe, fed and healthy with death benefits she got from the government for my dad when he died. All three of us kids developed social phobias and ended up dropping out of school because the bullying we succumbed to for years was too much and nothing we did whether it was call the police or change schools did anything. I had been switched to 3 different schools during middle school before dropping out. I got my GED four years ago but to this day my siblings are still living with my mom and they never leave the house. The house is a shack now because they hardly get money and it's falling apart.

I've been touched inappropriately a few times by neighbors during my adolescence. It wasn't anything as bad as rape but it's something I never understood. The cops were called but it just worsened our reputation in our neighborhood. As I said, my mom is severely mentally challenged and would cause a lot of problems and so no one really liked us.

My first job was at a gas station down the road from my boyfriends house. I moved in with him two years ago to get away from my mom and to start a new life. I've have been working there since then because I don't drive and we live in the middle of nowhere. I got fired a week before Christmas last month because I was caught in a tobacco sting. I was amazing at my job and the fact that I now am unemployed and can't drive really sucks. I feel like a failure.
I've had my learners for a few months and once the car is fixed I can start practicing again.



Do you still have the same boyfriend you mentioned? as for the rest of the story, ouch! you deserve a more easy-going life and hopefully, things will get better for you. I would have kicked those perverted neighbors asses, Frank Castle style. I may not have total pain resistance, but I'm working on it.
Posted 1/23/16
This one was really hard on me. It happened 6 years ago.

I was home watching TV one day when my cousin came storming up my drive way screaming and crying. I told him to calm down, but he didn't. He just screamed "____ is dead!" (____ was my other cousin who I just saw maybe 10 minutes earlier drive by.) I asked him what happened and to take me there. So we went....and sure enough I saw my cousin on the ground, covered with a tarp or something, surrounded by cops. It turns out he died of a self inflicted gun shot wound.

I didn't wanna believe what I saw. I mean we grew up together and were really close. It still pains me to this day that I wasn't able to notice the distraught he was dealing with. Hell I even blamed myself for what happened initially. I felt like I could've prevented it if I was just there. I couldn't sleep at night....I didn't wanna believe it was real...
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Is it too late to post on here? bc I have A LOT to say
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