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I just got abused I can't move on help me please Why is it so wrong to want to end your life? ...... Mine Too Horrible life. My suckie Life Abuse Horrible things that happen to you are not as bad as they can be! true story my life sucks So you realy want th truth? Fuck Life who am I ? Being dead has to be easier than living- life really sucks! Tired My life always sucked. Abused, abandoned, & ageing. acceptance Life is not nice. Yay. i need to vent Seaxually asssult ed by my stepfather Fuck life you think you got it bad? hiya Who can ever know? I Try Wait til you read about my life... Why Am I Even Alive Anguish Why? Used and Abused can anything get worst? really shit of a life. My best friend got abused by a sex pervert my life the septic tank of of shit Life Sucks, Damn Straight. can't get ahead SUCKS bah u think your life sucks i don't get it :S My life Bad Luck Stories Links Directory Archive by Month: 2012 April 2012 March 2012 February 2012 January 2011 December 2011 November 2011 October 2011 September 2011 August 2011 July 2011 June 2011 May 2011 April 2011 March 2011 February 2011 January 2010 December 2010 November 2010 October 2010 September 2010 August 2010 July 2010 June 2010 May 2010 April 2010 March 2010 February January 2010 December 2009 November 2009 October 2009 September 2009 August 2009 July 2009 June 2009 May 2009 April 2009 March 2009 February 2009 January 2009 November 2008 October 2008 September 2008 May 2008 February 2008 January 2008 Ads: Seo Software buy canadian premarin [Tell Your Story] The Agony Effect Posted by anonymous at March 30, 2012 Tags: Abuse Family 2012 March Where do i start?,I was born in a family were it left a huge scar,my father is a raging alcoholic,and my mother is a psycho whore,the only person that i could turn to is my older brother,my brother was abused badly by our mother,I remember when i used to be eight,my brother was thirteen at the time,my mother took him to her bedroom and locked the door,i was sitting on the couch watching cartoons,then after they got out of the room,my brother had some bruises and his clothes looked tored,i was terrified when i saw him,and i also had a half brother is a lazy asshole who doesnt want to work,a couple of years ago my dad brung him over to our house to stay until hes back on his feet again,he was homeless,it was a living hell,all he did is sit on his fat ass,eat and watch tv,and one day i belived he hurt our jack russell,but nobody gave a fuck,then one day he finaly found a homeless shelter to stay in,it was a relief when he left, and did you know that i've always suffered from a anxiety/personality disoder and depression?,it wrecked most of my teen years,i was so anti-social to where i would run away from people,and i been having some creep who was stalking me for three years,he would follow me and tried to track where i live,i'm to scared to sleep at night because i'm afraid he would try to break in my room while i'm asleep,I'm seventeen now,i've never had anything close to a best friend,i never had a fucking boyfriend!,and i can't drive yet,i've tried alot of times to kill myself but i always failed miserbly,it looks like i'm gonna die alone,fuck this place you call a world,fuck the socaity,fuck my family,fuck me,fuck satan & fuck god!!!. Comments: 4 Votes: [Yes, it sucks 6] [Not really that bad 0] Fuck Life Posted by anon at February 26, 2012 Tags: Abuse Childhood 2012 February So, Ive been raped and beaten in fostercare moved in with my mom again, she beat the fuck out of my sister and I. Went to a mental institution, suicidal, cutting, ED. PTSD out the ass. Flash backs that put me into panic attacks regularly. You people say your lives suck when you dont get a damn Ipod. Go choke on your own stupdity and walk a mile in anothers shoes. Comments: 12 Votes: [Yes, it sucks 27] [Not really that bad 4] try hating yourself since you were born Posted by anonymous at February 23, 2012 Tags: Abuse Childhood 2012 February I sent my mom to prison for child abuse when I was 12 years old. My mom was kind of a fucked up lady when I was a kid. (I'm 30 years old now). My mom was in prison for 7 years. They diagnosed her as bipolar. She never did any lasting damage. She slapped me a bunch of times, but nothing left a mark. She would do really crazy shit though. One time in third grade, the teacher said I had said this word that meant bastard. The word was gotsen, gotson, fucking I don't know! It was something that sounded like that, and I swear I didn't say it. Here I am trying to think really fucking hard about what happened that day in the 3rd grade, and I can't even think of what word I was accused of saying. I tried googling it, too. No luck. But the teacher said I said it, that mysterious word. I think it started with g and ended with n... maybe. My 3rd grade teacher confronted me about it, and at 7 years old had no god damn idea. I remember having no idea, and there I was with casts on both legs because my Achilles tendons were too short, explaining prefixes and suffixes to my teacher before I even knew what those affixes were about. I reasoned how maybe my voice had mixed with another student's voice and somehow this word that I can't currently even google the definition of got misinterpreted but heard by the teacher. I was innocent and just trying to prove myself innocent, regardless of the rules of grammar, regardless of punctuation, and regardless of whether ... Read Entire Entry >>> Comments: 3 Votes: [Yes, it sucks 10] [Not really that bad 3] Abused, abandoned, & ageing. Posted by anonymous at January 25, 2012 Tags: Abuse Childhood 2012 January Life Story Relationship I am a 34 year old woman. I was born to a pair of narcissistic drug addicts in Denver Colorado. From the age of two upwards, my father and mother drugged me with valium, made me drink wine, or take Nyquil so I would be asleep most of the time, so they could party. At five, my parents went to Las Vegas and left me with my grandparents, where my 13 yr old uncle molested me daily for a while...how long I don't know. Until "Mom" and "dad" came back. My father started to beat me when I began school. He only used a belt but regularly whipped me for small things like a sad face on the paper I brought home, and I mean in first grade. I was a terrible student, I seems to be slower than everyone else, so I was whipped often. We moved away from the USA and came to Canada in '84. By the time I was in fifth grade it was apparent I was a loser and was bullied relentlessly. At the age of eleven my father ran off with a 24 yr old woman, and left me with my mother, whom 3 years later sent me back to the US for a "summer vacation" and called me on the phone one day to tell me I would not be coming back to her, she did not want me, she had met a man who did not want a kid around. I came back to Canada to live with my father and Stepmother (the 24 year old by then nearly 30)and by then my father had become an alcoholic. He regularly got into violent fights with the stepmother. He was often seen in our neighborhood, blind drunk, violent and under arrest. This led to me getting beat ... Read Entire Entry >>> Comments: 8 Votes: [Yes, it sucks 24] [Not really that bad 1] untitled story Posted by L at January 22, 2012 Static Link Tags: Abuse 2012 January I don't know why I'm doing this guess... Guess I want an emotional outlet. So where to beginng, well I'm a teenager first of all. I know you're probably thinking that every teenager has their depressing "stage" but I can assure you, this is not the case. Do people know that children abuse actually happen very often? I'm one victim. I don't get beaten up every day only when I "misbehave" or he gets really mad. I can guarantee you that there is more horrible children abuse going one then mine but still... But I'm not sad about that, it's that I don't get any freedom, it's so depressing and sad and patethic really. You don't know how many times I've had to turn my friends down or when we comeback after an weekend my friends describe how fun they had and I can't be apart of that? Isnt it pathetic that I get tears in my eyes every time I think about. While my friends have sleep overs and go out, I'm locked in my room while crying my eyes out. I just wish... I just wish I could get out or runaway, I really can't take it any longer. Why did it have to be me that was born into this family? why do I have to cry myself to sleep everyday ? It sometimes feels like everyone around me is happy except me. Remember when we were like little kids we would pretend to cry when sleepy to attract your mom's attention, it's funny cause now we pretend to sleep when crying silently into my bed to avoid question. I mean I know life is unfair but this is freaking ridiculous. Oh and you know what I ... Read Entire Entry >>> Comments: 9 Votes: [Yes, it sucks 5] [Not really that bad 3] Horrible things that happen to you are not as bad as they can be! Posted by Noone at December 31, 2011 Tags: Abuse Childhood 2011 December I was born June 3, 1988. I am now 23 years old. I was adopted by my family when I was six years old. My biological parents were killed in a store robbery. Life as far as I can remeber was great. I was cared for, and felt loved and happy. But then my sunny days darkened at the age of nine, I was raped by my dads best friend. I remeber crying alot, and not letting anyone touch me. Once my parents got tired of not getting through to me they took me to a child's doctor. I was never the same but the day came when I could hug my dad and not scream. I was eleven when things turned bad again. My parents were killed in a car accident, leaveing me and my brothers in foster care we were split up. It wasnt but a few weeks until I was put into a foster familys house, where I was raped and molsted again and again and again. I hated my self and a few weeks before my 12th birthday, I took a stake knife and cut my arm all the way up. When I was found they bandaged my arm up, and I got beat for doing it. The kid at school who had always bullied me, grabbed my arm the next day, when the blood seeped through, he started holloering for the teacher, (guess he wasnt all bad). I was put back into foster care, when I was 13 I was sent to a family, who said they wanted me. Life with them was ok, they were sweet and loving, but they were not my family, and by then I had figured out what a tragaty I was to people. Eight months before my 15th birthday I was raped again, this time by a man w... Read Entire Entry >>> Comments: 21 Votes: [Yes, it sucks 29] [Not really that bad 5] Why is it so wrong to want to end your life? Posted by anonymous at December 26, 2011 Tags: Abuse 2011 December Loneliness Unemployment I just lost my car. I can't fine employment. And, I am about to lose the roof over my head. I want to die. I have no one in my life. I've always been alone. Never had a true friend a never had a love in my life. Th e only time I had sex was from the ages of 5-11 when I was raped by someone very close to me. I'm now 27 and never had a boyfriend because I'm scared of men but I'm not sexually attracted to women to be a lesbian. I'm a hermit and a loner who is about to be homeless. I never wanted this for my life. Am I god's sick joke? I always hear on tv about others helping people, I just wish someone would help me. Comments: 22 Votes: [Yes, it sucks 34] [Not really that bad 8] will it ever get better? Posted by does it matter at December 24, 2011 Tags: Abuse Attitude 2011 December Loneliness I've been abused all my life. My mom tried to kill me a few times when I was growing up. I tried to commit suicide when I was 7, 12, and 24. I've only ever been molested or verbally abused. I've had two boyfriends, both relationships ended bad. One of them abused me. It took me an average of 3 years to get over them both. My sister says she doesn't care about me, and wouldn't mind if I died. I supposed I shouldn't be so weak but as I get older I get weaker. I keep holding thinking God will step in and change it all around but it's been over 20 years now... I don't know how much longer I can sit and wait. My friends don't listen to me. they don't care at all and tell me to just have faith...but they've never had the relationships I've had and have great family members that loved them all their lives. I feel very alone and depressed everyday. Comments: 7 Votes: [Yes, it sucks 12] [Not really that bad 4] I am not liked at all Posted by dodo777 at December 19, 2011 Tags: Abuse 2011 December Family Health I have always sufferd from bad nerves and stress because as a child my dad abused me violently.He would beat me just for breathing as he put it.Later on in life I got in trouble with police.I was aqngry and had these strange attacks were I would lose it.I was dianosed with post dramatic stress.Ithought when i was told that only people in war got this.Anyway as time went by I had a son who I love sooo much and wanted him to have the love I never had well it all turned out horrible now my son is like me keep to his self gets nasty very quick and have self harmed I feel so sad and gutted I give him what I can but I am sick.He smokes dope 24/7 and I cant keep giving I am freezing now while he is over his mums playing on the xbox all smoking dope and I am here under a quilt feeling I want to die.All my life I have been in shit street and I cant see anyway out of it.He blames me for having a crap life but he will not do any thing to help his self.I have always put him first but I think its starting to get me down to the point of suicide.The only thing that has kept me going these last few months is meditating.I know it sounds strange but it has given me a kind of peace that i never had before.I eat so much chocolate because that I have an eating problem and cant eat solids.I was also diagnosed with personality disorder which now makes sense as I have always had trouble in relationships.Only a small few people talk to me as i have such a bad rep.I would love to start over but do... Read Entire Entry >>> Comments: 10 Votes: [Yes, it sucks 8] [Not really that bad 1] Beaten Posted by Sad D at December 16, 2011 Tags: Abuse 2011 December I was molested as a child by one of my mothers relatives every morning before I went to school. I remember falling asleep every night with the fear of having to go to the babysitters the next day. I would think of ways to avoid the abuse and pray to God for help but none of that helped. I think that's when I lost a piece of my soul and faith. The rest has been chipped away through the years. I have hated myself for 20 years and there hasnt been a day when I havent wished for death. I believe life can great but not for me because I am too damaged and jaded. I have no desire to see what the future holds and there is nothing in life I want or look forward to. In the last couple of years I have become bitter and angry, so angry at the world. I am filled with hate..hate towards those who have hurt me and hate towards those who laugh and enjoy life while I drown in silence. There isnt a day when I don't choke on my hate and anger and I am soooo exhausted. I wish for death because I cannot bear another day filled with such ugly feelings. Comments: 7 Votes: [Yes, it sucks 6] [Not really that bad 1] Life Sucks...only if you allow it to Posted by EasyE at November 25, 2011 Tags: Abuse Family Money 2011 November Philosophical Relationship Unemployment Does writing all this then re-reading it make any of you any happier?? Seriously guys the whole world sucks but it is what you make of it.....I had a kid at 16 and another at 21, I bought them both up alone, the second childs father became a heroin addict and tried to kill me. As a child I was sexually abused over a period of years and assaulted at aged 12. I could take the easy way out and believe me I have wanted to so badly but all that did was cause me more misery inseide. I have no job, my mortgage payments are 2 months overdue as is my loan payment. I could lose my home that I worked ( yes long hours bringing up my children alone, and i do mean alone...no family at all )so hard for, I could be in court due to unpaid bills etc, I already have had to have meters put in! And you know, through it all I just keep smiling and being the cheerful person I WANT to be. Life will only make me down if I let it, it's all material anyhow.....and if you can't be arsed to like yourself why the fuck should anyone else....seriously! So guys cheer the fuck up....oh did I forget to mention the crazy pyscho mother, excessive amounts of funerals to attend and the alcoholic violent ex??!! No 'cos they don't matter....all that matters is feeling good, being content with what you ghot, doesn't mean you can't aim for more but if you ain't happy then nothing wants to come near you xxx hope you guys all cheer the fuck up and get a grip on yourselves Comments: 9 Votes: [Yes, it sucks 6] [Not really that bad 11] My suckie Life Posted by anonymous at November 22, 2011 Tags: Abuse Anxiety 2011 November My life sucks and it always has. I was molested repeatedly by my grandfather when I was a little girl. My stepfather tried to rape me when I was 15. ended up in the psych ward for 21 days because I was a danger to myself and others. That was a nightmare. Spent the next two years in and out of foster homes.I suffer from panic attacks, anxiety disorder and depression. even with the medication about once a week I want to run my car off a bridge. Even though I have people in my life that love me I am completely unable to love them back. I have no emotional connection to my children or my husband. I am in debt over 250,000. I feel like my life is a landslide being held up by one tiny rock. Comments: 6 Votes: [Yes, it sucks 32] [Not really that bad 8] I just got abused Posted by sarah at November 18, 2011 Tags: Abuse 2011 November Violence Reading the abuse stories I know there's much MUCH worse then what I'm about to say. But I feel disgusting and thought I may aswell voice it. I'm 16 years old and my cousin, who was living with us for a few years, raped me two months ago. It was the most horrifying experience of my life. On the kitchen floor. We were home alone for a little while. When I turned around he held me down, pinned me to the floor and cut my clothes off with a knife. I was a virgin before that and it hurt so much. I fought as hard as I could, but he threatened to burn me with boiling water that was bubbling on the stove. I would never reach in time. I cried for days afterwards. But thank God I wasn't pregnant. I told my mum and dad and they kicked him out. But for dad, I think it was the closest thing to a son he's ever had. Sometimes he'll accidentally mention him, then instead of looking angry he'll look sad. So I feel so guilty. I feel dirty. I have nightmares about him often, and I keep thinking of the things I could've done to escape. I'm ruined. Comments: 14 Votes: [Yes, it sucks 39] [Not really that bad 9] Why? Posted by anonymous at October 13, 2011 Tags: Abuse Anxiety Attitude Childhood 2011 October For the past 23 years of my young life, I have tried. Tried to be normal, tried to succeed tried to... just function in a world that seemingly will not have me. As a young child, I suffered abuses, both verbal and physical (my most vivid recollection was of my father beating my head off of a brick chimney wall at six years old for being afraid of the dark; that or the times they followed me around with video cameras screaming at me because I had wet the bed (I would have been maybe 5-6?). Well, being resilient and a trooper to the end (and not knowing what normality was ta that point) I continued along life's road. Only at the age of nine, to be repeatedly molested by my older cousin. Such, are the evil things in life. At the age of eleven, my family had moved out into the country, to redo a house (one of my mother's hobbies), and then, lo and behold, it burned down (theorized by investigators as to have been caused by my kid's 'non flammable' chem set). Awesome, right? Well, the teenage years did not improve, having been home-schooled until ninth grade, I had all the social prowess of a rock. Degrading into a state of constant panic and anxiety; I became crippled in my avoidance of that which I hated, and turned to many suicidal extremes (though it wasn't the first time I had tried to kill myself, I was five the first time). My parents then decided I needed therapy; not from a therapist though, but rather, from them. Their version of therapeutic, was... Read Entire Entry >>> Comments: 22 Votes: [Yes, it sucks 18] [Not really that bad 6] Used and Abused Posted by aj6743 at October 12, 2011 Tags: Abuse 2011 October Relationship I hate my life. My man controls me. He lets other men use and abuse me. This Friday am getting taken to a swinging club because he knows there will be willing men there who will want to have sex with me. I feel so ashamed and unloved. I tell my man I don't want to do it but he just says that I always seem to enjoy it all and I will do it. Secretly I feel so violated. He says he loves me but he cant can he?. Am never ever gonna get out of this terrible situation. Apparently am selling my house next year so he can spend the equity on his house to build a Fucxxxx garage and a conservatory .My life will not be worth living,I know he will stop me from seeing my family. I'll end up with nothing. Mind you that's how he makes me feel Like I am nothing. He keeps me so down. He never ever has anything nice to say well except when I have had sex with other men I get called a good girl! (am 43yrs female by the way). I mean wheres my life now? Hes taken complete control of it. Sometimes I think I should just sell up and move away. But where? How? Ill need a job! I have no confidence no self esteem, socially I am detached, lost all my friends because of him. I am just trapped. My kids are all grown up now, they live with me but don't interfere or say anything anymore. Ive lost so much but feel I have nothing left, no strength inside. God what am I gonna do? Friday is coming!!! Hell go absolutely berserk if I back out. !!!! Comments: 24 Votes: [Yes, it sucks 18] [Not really that bad 0] acceptance Posted by anonymous at September 17, 2011 Tags: Abuse Childhood 2011 September Sexuality i was still young when my older brother told me to play a game...i only realized it was sexual abuse when i turned 13. it happened around 10-15 times from what i remember. once, his friend also "played a game" with me. there was also this physically abusive dad, not only to me but also to my brother and mother. i couldn't complain...because i was just adopted. i felt so rejected, because of my real parents abandoning me. my brother wasn't adopted. my mom can't bear any more children after him. i love my mom. she was so kind and caring, and the reason i didn't leave was because of her. i became a closet gay. i pretended to be straight, because i was traumatized by rejection. there were also the bullies at school and the sexists. i've even pretended to fall in love with women, but in fact i fell in love with some of my straight friends. i can't express my love to them, since they were straight and they'll become awkward and possibly not talk to me ever again. so, i hid all my feelings to myself. it was really painful, but it's my way of dealing with it. i just wish that i could meet someone out there who can be my special someone, the person who i will love and love me back. Comments: 41 Votes: [Yes, it sucks 23] [Not really that bad 14] Being dead has to be easier than living- life really sucks! Posted by Glad you're not me at September 16, 2011 Tags: Abuse Family Money 2011 September My story, molested when I was 3 by my mom's 1st exhusband. Never knew my real father until I was 10 then he molested and raped me several times at the age of 13 and 14. I tried to tell my mother, but no one believed me until I was 18 and he fathered 2 children with a different family member. My mom is a recovered drug addict in which I've witnessed her do everything from weed to coke. I've seen her go through a nervous breakdown and now is on lifelong medication. She left me with her side of the family to run after her men. I grew up not having a bed, lived out of a trash bag and slept on the floor for many years. No one would buy my basic necessities ( maxi pads, panties, bras, clothes) as a teenager because I was told that my mom should not be doing drugs and need to get her children. I've attended over 13 elementary schools, 3 junior high schools and 5 high schools (I'm not even a military brat) My younger brother was killed at the age of 15, I was only 17 (1992). Never regrouped from that. Was in a relationship with a man for 8 yrs in which I planned to marry only to find out he was a professional con artist. Another brother of mine was shot a killed in 2004 he wasn't even 30. I finally married and I am not happy at all. Lost my house, car and sent my eldest child to live with his father. I have had many jobs but no career. Because of who my mother is, I am not accepted by her side of the family. I do not know my fathers side of the family. I do not h... Read Entire Entry >>> Comments: 6 Votes: [Yes, it sucks 26] [Not really that bad 2] life is too long Posted by anonymous at September 14, 2011 Tags: Abuse Childhood 2011 September My mum wanted to kill me when I was a baby. Grandma adopted me since then. Good times doesn't last too long before my grandma passed away when I was ten. Childhood was horrible. Abused by my mum an sisters. I though life would be better after married. No. He stopped talking to me since few months ago.... what have I done wrong? Life is too long for me! My best friend just passed away a week ago! I wish he can take me along. Comments: 1 Votes: [Yes, it sucks 14] [Not really that bad 2] my life the septic tank of of shit Posted by thelostsoul at September 12, 2011 Tags: Abuse Childhood Relationship 2011 September at 5 i was sexualy abused by a man my mom left me with when she went to work by 10 i had been molested and screw with by a few people in my family and some kid from baby sitters.as i went into my teens i was sexualy assulted by two people and a friends dad.spent a few months in a mental hospital was on many meds till i was 16. i was pick on beaten in school kiddnaped ones and shot at.abandoned by family.dad isnt in my life treats like a out cast. moms in lala land and in another world. spent many years sense 12 trying to kill myself with drinking and drugs but couldnt really kill myself because i lost my grandpa and two uncles to suicide so i didnt want to do that to my mom all over again.then at 19 still trying to figure out who i was and what the hell to do i meet a girl who was 15 and we fell in love she was the first person i wanted to have sex with she was very experienced i wasnt her first. so we were together for a month and and someone turned me in for being with her and a cop picked me up and said that she had told them that i raped her and being the dumbass and very young minded i said i didnt rape her we are girlfriend and boyfriend and yes we had sex bam that was a confession so in my small ass town i lived in they decided to slaughter me they put my picture on the front page of the paper and lumped me with four other cases of sex offenders and make it look like a sex ring and so the life sentence began there. the judge said i would be charged with sex abuse ... Read Entire Entry >>> Comments: 5 Votes: [Yes, it sucks 16] [Not really that bad 1] why does my dad treat my mum like crap Posted by Alone at August 29, 2011 Tags: Abuse 2011 August Family my dad lately has become a right cunt, my mum will try her outright best to make him happy by making phone calls to him during work so he doesn't get bored etc but he throws it all back into her face, he constantly calls her a whore and if she ever mentions any male my dad will assume that shes slept with him, i believe this is some sort of reverse psychology and my dad is cheating on my mum he constantly goes off on his own when we go around town he sometimes says hes leaving us for ever and comes back the next day on holiday he'll constantly check his phone, im just fed up with it plus my mum can't leave him cause their in joint debt together im just sick and tired of seeing my mum who does everything for us from getting everything ready for school to sorting out documents and paying bills to even working part time too just to make my dads life that easier yet nothing good comes in return. it makes me feel awful seeing my mum getting knocked down like this where its come to the point that i see nothing in my dad anymore and don't even think of him as a dad ive even dreamt and wished for him to be killed so that my mm could be happier sometimes i feel as even a hitman is necessary just to split them up cause she can't do it herself. i don't know what to do anymore ive got a levels to do and this on my mind constantly as he has lashed out on us once with a knife threatening to kill us which he did end up in prison for a night for but we made him seem as if he was the good guy, this is my story and i just dont know what to do with life anymore. 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