Showing sad stories for tag "Life"

I'm lost...

Purple Shadow

29 Jan, 2013 02:16 PM

Happiness wasn't meant for me...I hate my life and I didn't want to hate myself,but I ended up like that,anyway. My mother moved far away because of her job and now I live with my father, who is nuts. Seriously,he needs to go see a psychologist or something!!! He has a very serious problem with his nerves. But I have a serious problem,too...I am bipolar and I have depression. But I can't help it...What would YOU do if your life sucked like mine does? Yes,you heard me:my life sucks. HARD...Every day I hear these cheerful people say that they love everything and that if I want my life to change, I should be grateful for some things... But how can I be grateful when THERE'S NOTHING to be grateful for? My life isn't satisfying at all. I'm ugly as hell, unpopular, a complete idiot and so lazy that I can't... [Read More]

Tags: Life, Comfort, Lost, Sad, Alone, Depression
Votes: 8

Nothing...

Clary Barns

21 Sep, 2016 09:37 PM

drip, drop, drip, drop. I watch as the rain falls outside my window, growing slightly bored. The TV is on in the background, MTV is on. I look around my room, thinking, day dreaming, pointing out how messy it is, and how i should get up and do it. But I don't feel up to it, just like I don't feel up to doing anything. Hi I'm Charlie, a 15 year old girl, waiting for her life to get better, cause as everyone says, it gets worse only to get better, but so far it hasn't happened. I deal with depression, social anxiety, and Like many people, I think way too much. My phone dings, notifying me of a new message, and no it's not from a friend, i don't have anymore of those. But it's from my mother. Mom-Hey hun, not gonna be home tonight, your brother has a... [Read More]

Tags: Life, Love, Nothing, Annoying, Hurts
Votes: 7

Love lingers Two years later

Nancy

03 Mar, 2013 11:37 AM

It was a cold rainy night.. I met up with him the day after our huge argument. I parked outside his house as I usually did every night and as I opened my door he was already standing outside waiting for me. as soon as i opened the door he grabbed my hand and led me inside his room. We locked eyes and we both knew what was going to happen that very moment. He began to explain how disappointed he was in me and he's had enough. i was wrong, I knew I was. I pathetically began to weep and beg for forgiveness. He held my hand and told me it was best we were friends and as he's eyes got watery... He walked to the opposite side of the room and had his head in his hands and said, "I care about you so much.. Why is this... [Read More]

Tags: Sad Love, Sadness, Depressing, Love Story, Love Hurts, Life, Lies, Hope, Lonely, Sad, Breakup, Memories
Votes: 7

My Life Story

Zak Keller

28 Jan, 2013 05:21 PM

My life never was too good or easy or what you have. When I was 4 years old I lived on long island, had friends that actually gave a crap about me. But it wasn't always sunshine, that was when I watched my mother be abused day after day. Then in less than a year me and my mom moved to Pennsylvania I was glad I never had to watch it again but I was so depressed coz I lost all my friends. I guess you can say I moved on but I still miss them. After we moved here I joined school, it was kindergarten and I was starting to make friends. I was happy, but I didn't notice how cruel I was being to kids who were my friends. I would bully them and now I feel horrible but there's nothing I can do you know? In first... [Read More]

Tags: Depression, Cutting, Life, Hate, Bullying, Unloved, Family, Alone
Votes: 7

My life

Kayleigh..

29 Sep, 2011 09:34 AM

Well, I'm only 13 years old now but have gone through and experienced many problems in life. From the age of two i was violently beaten, saw my mum get beat up nearly everyday by her boyfriend..I was locked in a cupboard and starved for a week, after that i was rushed to hospital very ill. I never really settled down when i was younger, I've lived in so many different places, including living on the streets for months on end..I used to go to sleep in the morning, wake up and my mum had gone.. she'd come back a day or two later leaving me and my little sister home alone at the age of 5. Things became worse, she took up drugs. It used to kill me watching her take drugs, knowing she was damaging her body.. She was constantly taking it then in bed ill.. Things cheered... [Read More]

Tags: Unloved, Hurt, Sad, Life, Family
Votes: 7

My collection of sadness.

Zyan

30 Mar, 2016 06:24 PM

It’s time again to ponder about what zyan is feeling again. To be honest I’m holding back the tears that express how I’m feeling right now. I’m sad, depressed, lost, confused, and scared. This talk of cece and I breaking up and her moving on right away to some other person hurts. That’s how you know that your relationship is poor and going down hill. I’m hurting everyday because of this feeling. I don’t want this feeling. It hurts so much and I hold onto it like I’m holding a knife and pressing up against my skin waiting for the time until I crack down and decide to finally cut myself and bleed out. I want love and compassion from my partner and when it feels like you're the only one contributing to the relationship it hurts. You’re confused whether she’s interested in you still or not. There are many... [Read More]

Tags: Alone, Sad, Suicide, Suffering, Story, Secret, Hurt, Heartbroken, Hopeless
Votes: 6

Some people are born lucky ..

nikhil only

17 Feb, 2015 12:05 PM

Some people are born lucky to enjoy their love life but some people are not. In my teen age, I was in love with my neighbor who was happened to be my schoolmate also. People say falling in love is itself a matter of good luck. But it was not true in my case. Most of my time, I used to pass in her sweet company .we were so involved that years passed by very swiftly .once we overheard our moms talking about our marriage. So we were happy that we would be going to pass our rest of life together. Time drifted on we became more familiar with each other .I learnt that she had a lot of habits and traits like me. I loved everything about her like her habits, her incredible faith in god. When she was with me, life was beautiful and useful. We were so... [Read More]

Tags: Love, Life, Lonely, Unloved
Votes: 6

The Way I Am

Dissentient

02 Mar, 2014 09:57 AM

We're exhausted and our souls have grown weary. Just like the clothes you wore grew worn, your soul also wears out. Soon, the tiredness will overwhelm all and there will only be a darkness surrounding the hopes of the souls' wandering. Does life matter? Does it matter? Does it? We ask this question many times. We struggle and frantically kick the air about us but we hit nothing. We're all alone. We suffers alone, and all we love, we love alone. Some love wishes are granted, and some are rejected. Some death wishes are granted, and some are rejected. Some hope wishes are granted, but some are crushed. The world we live in is as such. Crying out, "Cruel!" doesn't help anyone. No one cares, no one sees. No one sees the hand drowning in the midst of the wide diversity and assuming it as a waving hand, non fathom.... [Read More]

Tags: Life, Love, Insight, Tragedy
Votes: 6

The 'Happy' Girl

Samantha

26 Jan, 2013 05:52 AM

People always ask me what's going on in my head. It's not necessarily a bad thing, they say it jokingly for the fact that I'm always smiling, and acting crazy. Some people actually dare to believe that smile. But what's really going on in my head? You wouldn't understand. It's empty. That girl on the outside that could make you burst out into a fit of laughter with one sentence is the one who is slowly tearing herself apart on the inside. If you were to read my mind it'd be filled with dark colors, lonely souls, and song lyrics. Yeah, I know, it's quiet in there with just some faint background music. But it makes me content. Music is the only thing keeping me on this earth everyday. And with the help of God, I know I'll be able to overcome this hatred toward myself. I just wish some... [Read More]

Tags: Music, Suicide, Lonely, Alone, Depression, Life
Votes: 6

Constant fear of losing something

Mia Mill

05 Sep, 2011 10:29 AM

You know, you can call me a brat, a kid who doesn't know a thing about the world, because I'm just sixteen years old and honestly, I wish it was like that. Just to be a naive kid, to knows nothing about death, about money that seems to vanish and parents, who just get older and older. And in their shadow follows death. Certainly, but always lets go of them at the last moment. Seems to always leave you behind with the message don't forget me, one day I will come'. It began first when I was, I think, eleven years old. My mother had cancer. It wasn't that bad even though it was cancer, but we first didn't knew if she could recover. What made her conditions really worse were the medicaments she had to take. She was weak and you couldn't do anything than just watch. Watch your... [Read More]

Tags: Life, Death, Family
Votes: 6