Showing sad stories for tag "self harm"

Alone

Sheri

28 Oct, 2016 05:17 AM

This is well... a story of myself i usually do myself as a dragon cause thats how i escape... i mix my fantasy into my real life... but this time... im not going to... Most of this started back when i was admitted at the hospital, recently diagnosed with extreme depression and severe social anxiety. May 20, 2016 i was brought into emergency for self harm. After a few hours of waiting the doctor took us to the psych ward... or "psych emerg" security guards nearby as well, they were friendly yes very friendly. Another few hours pass and its clear im going to be staying here so im all excited thinking that its all going to be a joy ride. I have my phone so what could go wrong, the only one who kept me sane in that small room was my boyfriend we dont live in the same... [Read More]

Tags: Love, Suicide, Suffering, Sadness, Crying, Self Harm, Breakup, True Story, True Love
Votes: 31
40507 15

She's Broken .

Natasha

02 May, 2013 10:28 AM

She's an innocent little girl named Natasha who grew up with no one and nothing. Her mother didn't have time for her or her sisters. Her mother had time for drugs and sex. She was 4 and she was confused. She asked God everyday why her mommy didn't love her. Natasha asks her mommy why she doesn't love her and her mother says "Because you're worthless! You're ugly and disgusting and you're not my kid!" Natasha just cries, she doesn't understand why her mother says the things that she says. She's cold, hungry and scared. Her mother never feeds her or her sisters. Instead her mother sits there and eats in front of them, making her and her sisters smell the food but if they try to eat it, they know they'll get beat,so they go to bed starving. Natasha stinks and is extremely dirty. Her mom didn't pay any... [Read More]

Tags: Sad, Sadness, Broken, Sad Story, Pain, Painful, Hurt, Help, Hopeless, Alone, Crying, Confused, Cutting, Giving Up
Votes: 29
81924 14

Summer love, Summer lost

Marie Markham

10 Nov, 2016 12:52 PM

From the day we were born he had been my best friend. The only constant in my world of chaos. One faithful day our friendship blossom into something so much more. Summer of 2011 (11 yrs. old) We sat on the steps outside our apartment building, there had been a big black out, not a light in sight and just above our head there was a sky full of stars, more than we had ever seen. But, somehow my eyes couldn't move from him. He sat with his head in his hands; so, I asked him what was wrong he just shook his head and said "nothing" but I knew him better. I watched him carefully as I set my head in my hands and looked to him with a smile. His lips twitched but he quickly turned away. I moved alittle closer slightly nudged him with my elbow, a... [Read More]

Tags: Lost Love, Lost Freind, Death, Accident, Self Harm, Addiction, Abuse
Votes: 17
22317 5

A story of a broken girl

Jessica

03 Jan, 2018 10:34 PM

It started at a young age when she knew something was wrong with her. It was hard in the beginning the way he looked at her the way he touched her.Everything seemed to fade into black as she tasted the salty tears that fell from her eyes.She was scared at first that first time changed her. It's like living in a dark whole in your mind you don't want to be you anymore you want to hide in the tears that fall from your eyes you want to run but there's never a place to hide. So you sit there and fade into the eyes of the monster as he takes your screams as a invite to invaid your soul. Your cries go unheard your words go unspoken as you lay and watch every hope and dream go out the room. You look in the mirror at this broken girl... [Read More]

Tags: Rape, Hate, Depression, Death, Sad, Self Harm, Blood
Votes: 16
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Why?

Jayjayz

06 Feb, 2012 05:11 PM

"Lily, its time for bed"My mother yelled up the stairs as I walked out from the bathroom. "Ok, I'm going to brush my hair then I am going to bed" I unwraped the towel from my head and let free my long blonde wavy hair. "Ok, night honey" I walked into my dim lighted room and closed the door and turned on my desk lamp and started with my hair as I listened to my favourite song. I placed my newly bought hair brush on the desk and went to my closet and changed into a pair of sweats and a tank top. I walked to my mirror and looked at myself and sighed. The more I try to lose the weigh the more I gain it. I ran my hands from my collar bone to my hips and let out a tear and I lifted my top to revel... [Read More]

Tags: Self Harm, Sad, Hurt, Cutting
Votes: 11
19622 9

My guardian angel

Tory

17 Jan, 2013 08:45 PM

As I slowly drag the the blade across my arm the blood flows out of me. "Just one more." I told myself this lie so many times before. "Just one more" I pleaded again and again. "Last one." I lied again, now my arm is blood covered, and cut to the bone. "What now," I ask myself. I throw the blade. "How could you do this to me?!?" I covered my face as I cry crystal tears. The blood keeps flowing. Again I promise myself no more. My arm goes numb from the pain. I run outside into the rain. I fall to my knees. . I let the drops go into the cuts I scream in pain as a puddle of red forms below my arm. The rain keeps falling and stinging the cuts I have made up and down my arm "Why?! Why, did you have to feel... [Read More]

Tags: Guardian Angel, Love, Suicide, Cutting, Self Harm
Votes: 10
21059 2

The love of a father

Tory

17 Jan, 2013 08:43 PM

She slowly pushed the blade in to her arm and pulled it down her, feeling the sting, feeling the sense of freedom from everything that had been in her head. There was the singular sharp, sweet sting as the blade sliced her skin. Not to deep but deep enough to make herself bleed, she whispered to herself, "It's just one cut. I'll be ok, just no more." She put the blade down and wiped the blood from the cut she had just made. She looked back down at the blade. "I need more," she thought. She picked the blade up and put it to her arm and made one more, and another and another. After she realized what she had done and how full her arm was of cuts. She cried and started wiping the blood from her arm. "Why did I do this to myself." She looked down at... [Read More]

Tags: Abuse, Love, Father, Family, Self Harm, Suicide, Death, Cutting, Depression
Votes: 7
36393 3

no matter what

lunagoth

27 Apr, 2012 08:26 PM

The hardest thing on being a lesbian for me is not that I wouldn't be accepted among my peers or my society. But when I'm in love with my own best friend. My religious yet spoiled friend. Whom I used to hate because she annoyed me very much, so in order to keep her away, I terrorize her into fearing me. But then she reached out to me, became my best friend, and now I love her. She knew I was gay, but she wasn't afraid of me because she believed, I wouldn't take advantage of my own friend, and so, I wouldn't love my own friend. But then I realized I was lying, I loved her very much. I realized how much I loved when we were at the last year of high school. I tried my best to keep her by my side, to spend the last time... [Read More]

Tags: Love, Teen, Self Harm, Lesbian, Unspoken Love, Sad, Suffering
Votes: 7
33608 10

i'm so stupid

michaelsims

15 Dec, 2015 01:18 PM

so i just finish reading a story called i broke my promise and i thought if (s)he could tell about the time (s)he had wrong someone by doing one of the worse things that you could do to someone in my case and that is breaking your promise and getting rid of an trust that the person had i thought i should get this off my chest and i'll feel better about it (mind the spelling i again said i'm stupid and have a great problem with spelling) a little back story. growing up i didn't have a good life but i try not to whine because i know people who had it worse than me. i got bullied day and night. i never felt safe anywhere my brother just thought of me as a toy and a pounching bag. he never treated me like brothers should he used me... [Read More]

Tags: Stupid, Self Harm, Friendsship, Trust
Votes: 6
11609 4

That Girl.

LenaBelle

18 Dec, 2012 01:19 AM

"Oh, Lena. I don't know how you do it. You're so strong all the time. I am not sure how you keep it together. Thank you so much for listening to me. It means the world to me." I'm the kind of girl that lives to make other people feel better about themselves, to help them see the light at the end of the tunnel. I am the kind of girl that you will see jumping around singing at the top of my lungs during worship. I am the kind of girl that puts on a show. It started back in 6th grade. I'm 16 now, but December 4th, 2008, still haunts me. I was the nerdy, quiet girl. I was in band and it was the night of our very first concert. During 8th period we received a note saying the concert was now canceled due to "unforeseen circumstances."... [Read More]

Tags: Death, Self Harm, Hurt, Tears, Recovery, Sad, Depressed, Frustration
Votes: 6
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