0:46 genuinely so terrified of looking back on myself in this way in the future. im so constantly self conscious and aware, performing for people in fear of judgement even when im completely alone, i dont know if i can handle the thought of having to start performing for my older self too- i hope she looks back on me with kindness
who knows? only thing you can do is wait, the only thing you can do is try to change. maybe instead of your older self looking down in horror, she looks down in sympathy, she looks down and thinks, she’s changed for the better. she looks down and places a hand on your shoulder. your worth something, and I hope you’ll heal because I believe there’s good in everyone, as long as they try to find what’s left. and trust me, im not empathetic or sympathetic.
I told my parents that my knee was starting to hurt again (I had overworked it a while back) and their only response was “doing what? *deadname* you literally sit in bed and do nothing. You rot in bed all day” it honestly hurt so much. Especially since I’ve been working at making myself more social bc I heard them complaining how I’m so lazy and it’s embarrassing how I’m not in any clubs or have that many friends
I’ve just come to realize that the only person who noticed my pain in middle school was the girl who shoved me into a locker. She never did it after she saw that I’d severely $h’d my body. In ironically cruel twist I’d like to thank her for caring. Though she never talked to me about it, the second she saw it she rushed over, gave me a hug and said “What did you do to yourself?!” With this look on her face that touched a soft spot in my hurting. To her I am very grateful, thank you Jaidyn for noticing my hurt and caring.❤
@@Always_Love_Yourself_9 Thank you hun O appreciate it! I am infact getting better with time! Sure I relapse here and there but it’s much better than them!
0:39 that’s so true. This is off topic but I’m a Caine Fictionkin. it scares me of the way how I’m scared of remembering my memories from the digital circus and I’m also happy to remember my memories from it.
i cant really do anything. recently ive been spending majority of my time just doing nothing and rotting in my bed because i don’t have energy to get up and talk to people. i dont know what’s wrong with me and even my mom doesn’t know. ive tried therapy and i couldn’t even go back to it because i got scared. i know im not supposed to feel upset but i can’t help it i always get destructive whenever im angry and end up spacing from people. im not going to get better, i know im not going to get better anytime soon either. everyone has it worse and im just complaining about the small things and i feel so selfish because i don’t necessarily have any major trauma so i have no excuse for feeling like this. i feel so dumb and annoying whenever i ask for help because it’s always the same thing every single time that nobody would want to hear im always so clingy towards people and end up hurting them or genuinely being annoying and im scared to tell or show people how i really feel because i don’t want to be judged and im so sick of everyone leaving me. im always going to be stupid and never understand anyone or anything and i guess im okay with it now because there’s nothing i can do im so narcissistic and annoying i can’t see how anyone deals with me. i hate eating and i can’t help but spit up as soon as i finish it just grosses me out so much. i don’t want to get better because i want to see how bad i can get
you matter. people’s problems being ‘worse’ doesn’t invalidate yours. you dont need an excuse to feel like shit. if you feel like your hurting the people around you, distance yourself, not in an unhealthy way, distance yourself as in find a healthy way to cope. if you cant, it’s your choice. might be a bit cheesy but your fates in your hands. get better or get worse, only time will tell. maybe you’ll look back and you’ll feel sympathy for yourself. maybe you’ll look upon yourself in hatred. change, heal. and maybe you’ll find a way to love yourself. its a gruelling process sure. only time will tell.
Vent: I’m an empathetic person. Probably too much for my own good. I feel strongly about injustices I want to protect the ones I love and care for And I care for all my friends. But This one friend Pisses me off Bc they don’t do anything to help themselves They have anemia And have pills for it. But they refuse to take them Yet still complain about being tired/ feeling like they’re about to faint They’re gender fluid But don’t tell us their newest pronouns And get upset when we forget to ask They say they don’t feel emotions But say they keep grudges They say they need to lose weight When theyre already close to becoming anorexic Bc they don’t eat proper meals Or any meals sometimes They’re violent towards me and my other friend (especially her) But when we bring it up to them they say it’s their love language They don’t accept help They get annoyed when me and my friends try to help They push us away They ignore us when they want They don’t care about our emotions They don’t care if they hurt our feelings And it hurts me To think that someday I’m going to have to protect my other friend feelings from them. Edit: I would say they’re toxic But I can’t leave them Because they need help. If not now, then when things get so bad that they’re in genuine danger.
if the violence or the anything gets too bad, distance yourself from them. no matter how much it hurts, it’s affecting YOUR mental health, and it matters so much as well as theirs. they need serous help, but if your getting hurt as well, it isn’t worth it. as a rather apathetic person to people I’m not close with, I’m putting in my honest opinion. no added strings. no feelings, head on. dont know if you need to hear this or want to, you have worth as well. if they themselves ever try to guilt trip you, or convince you not to, repeat all the things they’ve done to you, and ask if it’d be okay if you did it to them.
Little vent :) Ok so I went to a daycare place, right? But it wasn’t a “daycare”, they taught us karate. I’d get picked up from elementary school and they’d drive me to their school, where my parents would then pick me up around 6-7:00 PM, after the class. It was really nice and peaceful until they got me to join their Demo Team when I was six. They then used that to force me to go every day. They manipulated me to make the team the most important thing in my life, until i started neglecting my personal needs and mental and physical health… I could’ve told my parents to let me leave, but that was part of why I didn’t want to leave, because if I left the team, then I according to the instructors I would be disloyal and scared and weak and stuff. Anyway, if I didn’t go to the summer camp they had, Id get kicked off the team. The summer camp wasn’t overnight or anything, I get dropped off in the morning and picked up in the evening and stuff. But it got to the point where I was constantly anxious and worried of making them even a little bit mad. They were VERY unpredictable, and could change moods really fast so I had to be able to closely monitor everything they did so I could predict it. They would yell at my friends and stuff in front of me and it scared me a lot.. keep in mind I was like six, seven, eight, and nine… too young for all this… The instructors said I was weak whenever I messed up, they’d say there’s no such thing as accidents. Only dumb mistakes that I wouldn’t have made if I had been stronger or better. They guilt tripped us a lot over the years. “Oh, people who leave are weak!” “Oh, if you quit, you’re a disloyal follower with no sense of determination”, etc. Yk, normal stuff adults should say to kids.. at the end of six years of abuse, when i was 11, I’d attempted suicide cuz of all that time of pretending it was normal and suppressing 90% of my emotions so I wouldn’t be called weak. The instructors never let us get water during class, but if they did let us, we’d have to do 10-100 push-ups afterwards because apparently if we’re not gonna be mentally strong, we might as well be physically strong. So being allowed to get water during class with no consequences was a really rare opportunity. Also I have a concussion from when they tried to teach me to do a backflip by just…tossing me onto a mat. I landed on the back of my neck really hard. It’s ok tho cuz they let me get water during class, which is really rare. There was a belt level at the end that was like really respected- you could only earn it when you die while in the program. I thought I had to get it or I’d be a worthless human being. I feel bad about feeling bad though, because I had it the best compared to everyone else. I was one of their favorites, so I didn’t get as much outright abuse. But I got to watch my friends get screamed at. I got to watch disabled kids get treated like animals. I got to watch three year-olds scream and cry and nobody could help them without doubling the consequences. There are a few locations around the state I live in, and the whole organization is owned by one guy. He’s like the leader, he wrote some books or whatever and we practically worshipped him. If anyone spoke badly of him, they’d get yelled at and have to sit alone for the rest of the day. They didn’t even pay me for promoting the business or anything else they manipulated me into doing lmao. I was on a couple posters and competed in competitions and stuff but got nothing but minor emotional validation from them. If someone did something wrong, they’d be given “a look”, told what to do instead, etc. Like a normal teacher. If a toddler wasn’t standing still, they’d usually just be held still. If someone of a higher rank was particularly disobedient, they’d have to sit on the tile floor off to the side for the rest of the day without water or a chance to socialize, just watching everyone else have class and play and talk. Every day we’d have to go into these locker rooms and we’d have to get changed in front of other people. It doesn’t sound that bad, but it was super awkward and embarrassing and made me super uncomfortable every time. they’d try to control our lives outside the program, too… they’d make sure we always had good grades at school, and they’d give us long, time-consuming things to practice at home. They’d schedule tournaments and competitions only weeks in advance and expect us to prioritize it over everything going on in our lives. I joined when I was 5, I left when I was 11. A week after leaving, I attempted suicide out of guilt because I still believed them when they said I was weak and worthless for leaving them. Anyway thank you for listening to my Ted Talk lol sorry ik it was long
when at school theres a art project that i have to draw my own face and writes all about me hoby.. fav foods.. drink.. talent but. somehow i dont know what to write?what is mh hoby? what is my talent? drinks?? i dont even remember my own face its not that i cant draw but i dont remeber my own FACE i always draw my face different because i dont like my face now i dont remember my own face.
I feel so horrible rn ive cried myself to sleep for 2 nights already im too tired to even vent rn i might later if someone cares and akss but im just so exhausted i feel like im such a failure and that im so annoying and im sick of it
sometimes i hate myself. i cant ask for help because i feel dumb and annoying when i do. i cant speak my emotions because i fear the outcome. i cant cry so tears run down my straight face daily. wtf i wrong with me?
Relapses are lwk becoming a daily habit atp, I just wanna feel smth. I physically cannot cry and I don’t really feel upset or anything anymore. Im js numb and I hate it.
Thx you so much we needed this!! Small vent lol I may not be myself, I may have two many personatlities that clash and make me want to destro everything in my path. I could never be just one person, I doubt I could even be a person. I’m not original, every aspect of my being is copied and stolen from things I enjoy. I feel insane but also strangely calm. I don’t think I’ll ever truly be happy, happiness are for those who deserve it, I have not earned my place in this world. Sorry about such a dark vent lol 😅😅
everything stolen slowly becomes yours overtime. it becomes you, you can’t change it. embrace it, accept any flaws, if you can. heal. you deserve happiness, happiness isn’t a single idea. you earned your place. you might not think of it but there’s a place for everyone, whether it’s in the spotlight, or in a cozy cafe in the background in peace and quiet. you might not want to or might not try to and that’s fine.
Are you ok? Please don’t end your life. You are beautiful/handsome, smart, funny, and every thing else good! You deserve to be here and if no one has told you this today, you matter. And I’m not lying to make you feel better!! Like honestly you deserve to live !! And if this is dumb and annoying, I’m sorry. I know I was spitting out sappy, motivational speech, but I really do mean it. I know you’re a stranger online, but I still care about you!!
@@Zomo_0h_Go I’m so glad you changed your mind and I really hope you’re still here. You mean so much to me. I don’t even know you. I hope it gets better. ❤
can i please vent? someone on roblox insulted me for talking to myself. that same person told me to SLIT MYSELF. i didn't even do anything. I told someone in the server about it, and they confronted the person. I HAD SCREENSHOTTED PROOF. that person (that told me to slit, which i am going to call A) said they didn't tell me to slit. i said they were lying. SOMEONE BELIEVED THAT A WAS TELLING THE TRUTH. they began to bully me more. i left the game. mind you i am LITERALLY 9 YEARS OLD. NO ONE CARED. it happened today, by the way.
Oh honey.. I’m so sorry that happened to you, you did NOT deserve that I hope that person get the karma they deserve just know that you are loved by many and have plenty of people ready to help you at any given time:)
i hate myself sm i feel like throwing up i’ll never be good enough for anyone heheheheh i fucking hate being an empath bc it makes me so fucking nauseous every fucking time im literally gonna cry myself to sleep 🎀
..you know? I always think my mom had it worse or ** surely lived worse but i started to remember and i don't think is an over react when it come to almost two S'A, my parents neglecting me, the nurses torturing me, no having empathy and wanting to die since 5 or 6 years old (i don't really remember what age i had when i do my first attemp but i know it was after the hospital so is was like around these years) and surviving to much times to death
I’ve told everyone that I’ve felt more confident in myself than ever. And I’ve been seeming confident too. But I can’t even look at myself without seeing the one person I hate the most. My mom. And I hate that everyone mistakes me for her too. Hell. Even my friends have been too. So truthfully I can’t be confident in a body that looks exactly like my mom. I want to ruin it. And I hate it.
(Might be alot( I fake for so many people and I let them call me nicknames I'm not comfortable with and when I'm always smiles and happy but when om frustrated and hurts I'm a awful person I hate feeling like I don't mean anything to my friends and I think they won't need me anymore I'm supposed to be the perfect daughter put in church choir sports to make my parents proud of me but it's not worth it choir hurts my throat and body it makes me leave my biological dad's weekends a day early sports make me have anxiety attacks and sore and when it's almost 98 degrees we still have to play anytime I fail I overthink and think what if no one like me anymore and if I keep failing I won't be the good daughter.
A poem / story about apologizing. If ykyk I get out of bed. Im sorry. I get yelled at. I’m sorry. I tripped. I’m sorry. I’m failing. I’m sorry. I’m crying. I’m sorry. I’m in pain. I’m sorry. I get angry. I’m sorry. Get slapped. I’m sorry. Looks ugly. I’m sorry. Starve myself. I’m sorry. Cut myself. I’m sorry. A cup falls. I’m sorry. Your crying. I’m sorry. I’m sorry.. I’m sorry… I’m sorry. Why can’t you be? Why can’t you forgive me… why do I blame myself.? Why mom. Why..?
A couple days ago my classmate looked at me and said let’s count the hours of sleep I’m lacking by counting the folds in the bags under my eyes.. I hate school.
im going to vent. no one needs to listen, dont bother giving any comfort. dont mind my replies on other comments. apathy does that and I have no excuses for the horrible comforting I try to give to others tw: swearing. it’s going to get really personal to myself. also rlly long. I love studying things I enjoy, sometimes I even like studying maths because it CAN be interesting in some ways. I learned two other methods to multiply other than the trad way in 30 mins, more than I’ve ever learnt about multiplying in my ENTIRE lifetime. But then my fucking mother comes up. I CAN LEARN, STUDY AND REVISE BY MYSELF BECAUSE IM CONFIDENT IN MY ABILITIES AND CONTRARY TO MANY, MANY OPINIONS, I ACTUALLY AM SMART AND DO INTEND TO HAVE A FUTURE WITH A GOOD SALARY AND A PLAN. BUT ITS JUST MY MOTHER, MY BURMESE TEACHER, EVERY SINGLE ONE OF MY PAST TUTORS OR TEACHERS OUTSIDE OF SCHOOL MAKE MY BLOOD FUCKING BOIL WHENEVER I SEE A SINGLE STUDY BOOK. THEY MAKE ME DESPISE LEARNING, AND YOU DONT UNDERSTAND HOW MUCH I VALUE KNOWLEDGE AND HAVING A POSITION OF POWER, BEING RESPECTED AND HAVING A VOICE, AN OPINION BUT I SWEAR TO SHITTING ON EVERYONE I HATE, THEY SUCK ALL THE JOY OUT OF IT. THE REASON? MY MOTHER, FORCING ME INTO STUDYING INSTEAD OF TRYING TO ENCOURAGE ME. YOU CANT JUST FUCKING HIT ME ACROSS THE FUCKING FACE EVERY TIME I DISLIKE SOMETHING IN STUDYING AND EXPECT ME TO NOT TO ASSOCIATE IT WITH STUDYING ITSELF? I WAS YOUNG, DO YOU NOT EXPECT ABUSE TO HAVE AN EFFECT ON ME? DO YOU NOT FIND IT IN YOUR SHITSTAINED, PREJUDICED AND JUDGEMENTAL BRAIN THAT ABUSE HAS MENTAL EFFECTS? AND THE CONSTANT COMPARING ME TO OTHER KIDS, NOT AS IN “OH, _______ DID SO MUCH BETTER THAN YOU!” IT WAS ALWAYS “OH YOU GOT A HIGH SCORE? HOW DID ______ SCORE?” OR “HOW DID YOUR FRIENDS SCORE?” IT TICKS ME OFF TO NO END, NO END AT ALL. IT MADE ME FEEL LIKE I WAS SIMPLY A FUCKING PUPPET, A BEAUTY PAGENT BABY MADE AND DESIGNED TO BE BETTER, TO SIMPLY OUT DO EVERYONE ELSE. GUESS WHAT? I ALSO DESPISE BEING CALLED DUMB WHEN I BELIEVE I DESERVED SOMETHING OR TO BE TOLD I DONT DESERVE IT, I SLAVED MY FUCKING ASS OFF WHEN I WAS YOUNG TO BE GOOD IN SCHOOL, TO STUDY HARD, TO MAKE PEOPLE PROUD. I DIDNT SLAVE OFF BY DOING ANY ACTUAL WORK, BUT BY APPLYING NEGATIVE THOUGHTS TO MY OWN MIND FELT LIKE A PICK YOUR POISON CHOICE, BE GREAT OR BE SHIT, A LITERALLY STONE, NO SENTIMENTAL VALUE. I FUCKING HATE EVERYTHING AND ALL I WANT TO DO IS RUN AWAY AND HIDE IN A CORNER FOR NO ONE TO SEE BUT AT THE SAME TIME, IM AN ATTENTION SEEKING MOTHERFUCKER WHO CRAVES ATTENTION AND VALIDATION? WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK IS WRONG WITH ME? I HATE MY MIND YET IT WOULD HORRIFY ME NOT TO THINK. THE THOUGHTS THAT SCREAM AT ME COMFORT ME BECAUSE THE LOGICAL THOUGHTS MAKE EVERYTHING SO MUCH BETTER. THE LOGIC INSIDE MY MIND TELLS ME TO DO EVERYTHING RIGHT, CONTROL MY FEELINGS, BE KIND WHEN I NEED TO, BE MEAN WHEN I NEED TO, BE A DOLL WHEN I NEED TO, WHEN MY LOGICAL THOUGHTS ARE IN CONTROL IM SMART, I KNOW EVERYTHING, I COULD EASILY BE MANIPULATIVE. I COULD EASILY BE EVIL, YOU DONT UNDERSTAND WHAT I COULD BE WITH THEM. BUT FUCK, GUESS WHAT? I HAVE FEELINGS. AS FAKING DEPRESSION AND EMOTIONLESS AHH 12 YEAR OLD KID AS IT FUCKING SOUNDS, EVERY SINGLE POSITIVE EMOTION IS IMMEDIATELY SHUT DOWN COMPLETELY. I CANT FUCKING THINK, I CANT FUCKING DO ANYTHING AT ALL. ANOTHER THING, I DONT WANT TO BE ME, BUT I VALUE MYSELF. I DONT WANT TO BE HUMAN, I DONT WANT TO BE ALIVE BUT THE VERY CONCEPT OF DEATH TERRIFIES ME TO MY CORE SO MUCH SO THAT ITS BEEN HAUNTING ME FOR AS LONG AS I HAVE BEEN ABLE TO THINK. I USED TO GO UP TO MY PARENTS ROOM IN THE MIDDLE OF THE NIGHT BAWLING, DID I EVER GET ANY COMFORT? I ALSO HATE BEING HYPERSEXUAL, I FEEL SO FUCKING DISGUSTING ALL THE TIME, I CANT STOP THESE THOUGHTS. EVEN MORE THINGS I HATE, WOWEE WHAT A SHITTY SURPRISE! I HATE BEING INVALIDATED FOR ACADEMIC WORK. MY FRIEND EVERY SINGLE TIME I GET TO DO ANYTHING ACADEMICALLY OR IM CHOSEN TO DO PARTICIPATE IN A COMPETITION, LIKE RECENTLY, THEY CALLED ME FUCKING DUMB. THEY INVALIDATED SOMETHING THAT I EARNED. THEY SAID THEY WERE BEING HONEST AND THAT IM NOT FUCKING GOOD ENOUGH, I FUCKING AM. I FUCKING HATE THEM SO MUCH. I FUCKING HATE THEM SO MUCH FOR THAT, IT STILL MAKES ME FEEL LIKE SHIT. THEY SAID THEY WERE BEING HONEST TO ME, THEY’RE JUST BEING DOWNRIGHT BRUTAL. NO FUCKING OFFENCE BUT THATS JUST STRAIGHT UP INSULTING ME. I GOT HIGHEST IN MY CLASS IN SCIENCE HENCE ME BEING PUT IN THE COMPETITION. I FEEL LIKE EVERY SINGLE DAY I DOWN GRADE MYSELF MORE AND MORE. IM SMART, I HAVE GOOD GRADES, I HAVE FLAWS AND I ACCEPT THEM, I AM RECOGNISED BY MY TEACHERS, THEY SING MY PRAISES. NOT TO GET TOO COCKY BUT I DESERVE VALIDATION WHICH I GET, BUT THAT HURT. IT JUST HURT. NO WORDS, NO NOTHING, NO FEELINGS, JUST HURT. HURT TURNS INTO ANGER, HURT TURNS INTO SADNESS, HURT TURNS INTO IRRITATION AND I HATE HURT. I TRIED SHOWING MY FRIEND THIS RANT WHEN IT WAS AT THE THIRD PARAGRAPH, SAME FRIEND, AND THEY FELL ASLEEP AND COULDN’T REPLY IMMEDIATELY, I DONT BLAME THEM FOR THAT BUT THEY COMPLETELY IGNORED MY MESSAGES WHEN THEY WOKE UP. DID I GIVE THEM A CHOICE? YES, I DID AND CALL ME CONTRADICTORY BUT EVERY TIME THEY ASK ME TO VENT OR JUST TO TELL ME ABOUT ANYTHING TRAUMATIC I LISTEN. NO QUESTIONS ASKED. THEY HAVE PROBLEMS I UNDERSTAND, BUT ONE OF THEM IS NOT BEING ON THE SAME LEVEL OF EFFORT OR HOWEVER YOU WANT TO CALL IT. I JUST FEEL SO FUCKING WORTHLESS, THEY’RE AN AMAZING PERSON, FUNNY, HONESTLY KINDA PRETTY (PLATONICALLY) THEY’RE GOOD AT ART, AT NETBALL, I LOVE BEING AROUND THEM BUT SOMETIMES THEY MAKE ME FEEL SO, SO IGNORED. SO UNHEARD. I FEEL LIKE MY PROBLEMS ARENT EVEN PROBLEMS, I MAKE JOKES ABOUT THEM WHEN I DONT WANT TO. THEY DO ASK ME IF IM ALRIGHT, LOADS OF TIMES, ITS JUST THOSE SMALL TIMES WHEN THEY’RE IN A BAD MOOD THAT THEY COMPLETELY IGNORE HOW I FEEL. I HATE MY OWN ANGER AND RAGE. ANGER IS UGLY, I SHOULDNT FEEL ANGER. might add some more whenever I feel down. if yall take the time out of ur day to read this, ily and if you dont, I also ly.
Imma vent here cuz I am so done TW: sh I am so done trying. I have given my friends so many signs that I’m not okay and they don’t say a thing. I told my one friend that I sh. I was sleeping over at my other friends house and went to bed in a short sleeve shirt. I know it makes me sound like a pick me amd like I’m doing it for attention but I was covering the new scars on my arm and constantly looking down and occasionally moving my hand away for a second and I honestly just need help but idk how to ask so all I know how to do is to keep giving signs that I’m not okay and hopefully someone will catch on before it is to fucking late.
I watch these because i want to know what some people feel so i dont be the "bad guy" in their lives, but i've noticed that i relate to a lot of these... is that normal?
I'm so so sorry to ruin all the thank yous but id like to vent because a I have fake friends called let respect their privacy by calling them "N' "J" and "M" so M always says I'm not doing something right and "N" tells me to kill myself and "J" is always using me for foods which i dont really cause I'm tryna loose weight and I haven't been eating well then they still call me fat and yeah that's it (sorry for being dramatic)
bro, absolutely nothing wrong, never be afraid to write about your problems! and most importantly, do not pay attention to such friends! appreciate and take care of yourself, I believe that everything will be fine with you, I love you!
i cant really do anything. recently ive been spending majority of my time just doing nothing and rotting in my bed because i don’t have energy to get up and talk to people. i dont know what’s wrong with me and even my mom doesn’t know. ive tried therapy and i couldn’t even go back to it because i got scared. i know im not supposed to feel upset but i can’t help it i always get destructive whenever im angry and end up spacing from people. im not going to get better, i know im not going to get better anytime soon either. everyone has it worse and im just complaining about the small things and i feel so selfish because i don’t necessarily have any major trauma so i have no excuse for feeling like this. i feel so dumb and annoying whenever i ask for help because it’s always the same thing every single time that nobody would want to hear im always so clingy towards people and end up hurting them or genuinely being annoying and im scared to tell or show people how i really feel because i don’t want to be judged and im so sick of everyone leaving me. im always going to be stupid and never understand anyone or anything and i guess im okay with it now because there’s nothing i can do. i hate eating and i can’t help but spit up as soon as i finish it just grosses me out so much. i don’t want to get better because i want to see how bad i can get
I am also a queer, black woman so I know how scary it is, but I promise you will get through this. We just have to make it to the next election🙂 I hope this helped a little! Have a good day!😊
My friend saw my sh scars and they were like “omg (my name) what happened to your arm” and I looked at my arm everywhere but at my scars then they pointed at my wrist and said “no that are you ok” and I left the room and cried and started shaking. 🥲👍
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Ty! It annoys me so much with the random music😭
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What is the random music?
@@underrlumein some of these complications people just play random music like a random happy song for like half of the compilation
0:46 genuinely so terrified of looking back on myself in this way in the future. im so constantly self conscious and aware, performing for people in fear of judgement even when im completely alone, i dont know if i can handle the thought of having to start performing for my older self too- i hope she looks back on me with kindness
who knows? only thing you can do is wait, the only thing you can do is try to change. maybe instead of your older self looking down in horror, she looks down in sympathy, she looks down and thinks, she’s changed for the better. she looks down and places a hand on your shoulder. your worth something, and I hope you’ll heal because I believe there’s good in everyone, as long as they try to find what’s left. and trust me, im not empathetic or sympathetic.
10:56 I felt pretty for once, and then I went into the bathroom and saw the mirror….
@@Belphagor_that’s really sweet. I completely agree ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️
THANK YOU FOR NO RANDOM MUSIC😭😭
TY oml i rlly needed one without the rando music 😭💀
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IT RUINS MY AUTISM VIBING 😭😭
@NATTS-on-paws that is the best reply I've seen all day!😂😁
How tf do i feel so empty that i cant even make vent art 💀
you don’t have to make vent art, maybe it just isn’t the right coping mechanism for you /nm
Boom you just made a vent your empty *please don’t take offensive I’m only saying if you mean in a certain way*
@@Boredom363 …thats actually true
You guys are all so kind. That’s so nice ❤️
0:00 is how I feel with that tiny voice...
I’m sorry ❤️
I’m gonna cry I relapsed and someone at school yelled WRIST CHECK and pulled my bracelets down and saw the cuts 😃
I’m sorry. Don’t hurt yourself ❤️ your to beautiful for that. I bet you’re a beautiful and wonderful person. You deserve better
kindly Remind them that I know where they live 🙂
on a serious note im really sorry that happened to you
I told my parents that my knee was starting to hurt again (I had overworked it a while back) and their only response was “doing what? *deadname* you literally sit in bed and do nothing. You rot in bed all day” it honestly hurt so much. Especially since I’ve been working at making myself more social bc I heard them complaining how I’m so lazy and it’s embarrassing how I’m not in any clubs or have that many friends
I’m so sorry. I get it. I know it’s hard. You can get through this ❤️❤️❤️
I’ve just come to realize that the only person who noticed my pain in middle school was the girl who shoved me into a locker. She never did it after she saw that I’d severely $h’d my body.
In ironically cruel twist I’d like to thank her for caring. Though she never talked to me about it, the second she saw it she rushed over, gave me a hug and said “What did you do to yourself?!” With this look on her face that touched a soft spot in my hurting. To her I am very grateful, thank you Jaidyn for noticing my hurt and caring.❤
I’m sorry. It will get better. ❤️❤️❤️ keep going in life. Don’t hurt yourself. You’ll regret it in the future trust me. ❤️❤️❤️❤️
@@Always_Love_Yourself_9 Thank you hun O appreciate it! I am infact getting better with time! Sure I relapse here and there but it’s much better than them!
@@AceyOC that’s great! ❤️ your doing amazing ❤️❤️
@@Always_Love_Yourself_9 Thanks love
you really got shoved in a locker? you get a swirly too? they take your lunch money?
0:39 that’s so true. This is off topic but I’m a Caine Fictionkin. it scares me of the way how I’m scared of remembering my memories from the digital circus and I’m also happy to remember my memories from it.
11:21 I would love to here them talk for hours on end actually
i cant really do anything. recently ive been spending majority of my time just doing nothing and rotting in my bed because i don’t have energy to get up and talk to people. i dont know what’s wrong with me and even my mom doesn’t know. ive tried therapy and i couldn’t even go back to it because i got scared. i know im not supposed to feel upset but i can’t help it i always get destructive whenever im angry and end up spacing from people. im not going to get better, i know im not going to get better anytime soon either. everyone has it worse and im just complaining about the small things and i feel so selfish because i don’t necessarily have any major trauma so i have no excuse for feeling like this. i feel so dumb and annoying whenever i ask for help because it’s always the same thing every single time that nobody would want to hear im always so clingy towards people and end up hurting them or genuinely being annoying and im scared to tell or show people how i really feel because i don’t want to be judged and im so sick of everyone leaving me. im always going to be stupid and never understand anyone or anything and i guess im okay with it now because there’s nothing i can do im so narcissistic and annoying i can’t see how anyone deals with me. i hate eating and i can’t help but spit up as soon as i finish it just grosses me out so much. i don’t want to get better because i want to see how bad i can get
you matter. people’s problems being ‘worse’ doesn’t invalidate yours. you dont need an excuse to feel like shit. if you feel like your hurting the people around you, distance yourself, not in an unhealthy way, distance yourself as in find a healthy way to cope. if you cant, it’s your choice. might be a bit cheesy but your fates in your hands. get better or get worse, only time will tell. maybe you’ll look back and you’ll feel sympathy for yourself. maybe you’ll look upon yourself in hatred. change, heal. and maybe you’ll find a way to love yourself. its a gruelling process sure. only time will tell.
@@Belphagor_I agree. ❤️ thank you for writing such a nice reply. That’s very kind of you. Your actions will never go unnoticed ❤️
I busted my knee and I have to get stitches. I don’t know why I’m here, you guys make me feel safe.
❤️ I hope you get better soon. ❤️❤️
Im 6 days clean :D
so proud of you ❤
I’m so proud of you ^^
I’m so so so so proud of you. You can do this!
Super proud for you :3 we will all support you ❤
2:30 theres really-
so inspirational 😞
Vent:
I’m an empathetic person.
Probably too much for my own good.
I feel strongly about injustices
I want to protect the ones I love and care for
And I care for all my friends.
But
This one friend
Pisses me off
Bc they don’t do anything to help themselves
They have anemia
And have pills for it.
But they refuse to take them
Yet still complain about being tired/ feeling like they’re about to faint
They’re gender fluid
But don’t tell us their newest pronouns
And get upset when we forget to ask
They say they don’t feel emotions
But say they keep grudges
They say they need to lose weight
When theyre already close to becoming anorexic
Bc they don’t eat proper meals
Or any meals sometimes
They’re violent towards me and my other friend (especially her)
But when we bring it up to them they say it’s their love language
They don’t accept help
They get annoyed when me and my friends try to help
They push us away
They ignore us when they want
They don’t care about our emotions
They don’t care if they hurt our feelings
And it hurts me
To think that someday
I’m going to have to protect my other friend feelings from them.
Edit:
I would say they’re toxic
But I can’t leave them
Because they need help.
If not now, then when things get so bad that they’re in genuine danger.
if the violence or the anything gets too bad, distance yourself from them. no matter how much it hurts, it’s affecting YOUR mental health, and it matters so much as well as theirs. they need serous help, but if your getting hurt as well, it isn’t worth it. as a rather apathetic person to people I’m not close with, I’m putting in my honest opinion. no added strings. no feelings, head on. dont know if you need to hear this or want to, you have worth as well. if they themselves ever try to guilt trip you, or convince you not to, repeat all the things they’ve done to you, and ask if it’d be okay if you did it to them.
@@Belphagor_I agree. Thank you for being so kind. Your actions will not go unnoticed ❤️
"your art starts leveling backwards" that has happend to me i can't draw anymore
It’s ok. I get it. I’m so sorry ❤️❤️❤️
14:04 this but “those aren’t your thoughts! There someone else’s”
Little vent :)
Ok so I went to a daycare place, right? But it wasn’t a “daycare”, they taught us karate. I’d get picked up from elementary school and they’d drive me to their school, where my parents would then pick me up around 6-7:00 PM, after the class. It was really nice and peaceful until they got me to join their Demo Team when I was six.
They then used that to force me to go every day. They manipulated me to make the team the most important thing in my life, until i started neglecting my personal needs and mental and physical health…
I could’ve told my parents to let me leave, but that was part of why I didn’t want to leave, because if I left the team, then I according to the instructors I would be disloyal and scared and weak and stuff.
Anyway, if I didn’t go to the summer camp they had, Id get kicked off the team. The summer camp wasn’t overnight or anything, I get dropped off in the morning and picked up in the evening and stuff.
But it got to the point where I was constantly anxious and worried of making them even a little bit mad. They were VERY unpredictable, and could change moods really fast so I had to be able to closely monitor everything they did so I could predict it.
They would yell at my friends and stuff in front of me and it scared me a lot.. keep in mind I was like six, seven, eight, and nine… too young for all this…
The instructors said I was weak whenever I messed up, they’d say there’s no such thing as accidents. Only dumb mistakes that I wouldn’t have made if I had been stronger or better. They guilt tripped us a lot over the years. “Oh, people who leave are weak!” “Oh, if you quit, you’re a disloyal follower with no sense of determination”, etc. Yk, normal stuff adults should say to kids..
at the end of six years of abuse, when i was 11, I’d attempted suicide cuz of all that time of pretending it was normal and suppressing 90% of my emotions so I wouldn’t be called weak.
The instructors never let us get water during class, but if they did let us, we’d have to do 10-100 push-ups afterwards because apparently if we’re not gonna be mentally strong, we might as well be physically strong. So being allowed to get water during class with no consequences was a really rare opportunity.
Also I have a concussion from when they tried to teach me to do a backflip by just…tossing me onto a mat. I landed on the back of my neck really hard. It’s ok tho cuz they let me get water during class, which is really rare.
There was a belt level at the end that was like really respected- you could only earn it when you die while in the program. I thought I had to get it or I’d be a worthless human being.
I feel bad about feeling bad though, because I had it the best compared to everyone else. I was one of their favorites, so I didn’t get as much outright abuse. But I got to watch my friends get screamed at. I got to watch disabled kids get treated like animals. I got to watch three year-olds scream and cry and nobody could help them without doubling the consequences.
There are a few locations around the state I live in, and the whole organization is owned by one guy. He’s like the leader, he wrote some books or whatever and we practically worshipped him. If anyone spoke badly of him, they’d get yelled at and have to sit alone for the rest of the day.
They didn’t even pay me for promoting the business or anything else they manipulated me into doing lmao. I was on a couple posters and competed in competitions and stuff but got nothing but minor emotional validation from them.
If someone did something wrong, they’d be given “a look”, told what to do instead, etc. Like a normal teacher. If a toddler wasn’t standing still, they’d usually just be held still. If someone of a higher rank was particularly disobedient, they’d have to sit on the tile floor off to the side for the rest of the day without water or a chance to socialize, just watching everyone else have class and play and talk.
Every day we’d have to go into these locker rooms and we’d have to get changed in front of other people. It doesn’t sound that bad, but it was super awkward and embarrassing and made me super uncomfortable every time.
they’d try to control our lives outside the program, too… they’d make sure we always had good grades at school, and they’d give us long, time-consuming things to practice at home. They’d schedule tournaments and competitions only weeks in advance and expect us to prioritize it over everything going on in our lives.
I joined when I was 5, I left when I was 11. A week after leaving, I attempted suicide out of guilt because I still believed them when they said I was weak and worthless for leaving them.
Anyway thank you for listening to my Ted Talk lol sorry ik it was long
I’m so sorry. That’s horrible. You deserve so much better. Don’t let this horrible people bring you down. Your amazing ❤️
I would totally make vent art if I could, but I just don’t have the talent and it has me feeling worse
than I did before
It’s ok. I’m so sorry ❤️ you’ll get better. Just practice. Love yourself ❤️❤️
when at school theres a art project that i have to draw my own face and writes all about me hoby.. fav foods.. drink.. talent but. somehow i dont know what to write?what is mh hoby? what is my talent? drinks?? i dont even remember my own face its not that i cant draw but i dont remeber my own FACE i always draw my face different because i dont like my face now i dont remember my own face.
I have a strong hatred for personal projects that ask more than my name
@@supersillyme if you need to vent more ill make a video where yall can vent ill make sure of it
@@supersillyme lol same
@@sukuna2257I’m so sorry ❤️
I feel so horrible rn ive cried myself to sleep for 2 nights already im too tired to even vent rn i might later if someone cares and akss but im just so exhausted i feel like im such a failure and that im so annoying and im sick of it
You matter.
@@ILoveWillow903 tyy that means a lot 🩵
sometimes i hate myself. i cant ask for help because i feel dumb and annoying when i do. i cant speak my emotions because i fear the outcome. i cant cry so tears run down my straight face daily. wtf i wrong with me?
nothing is. humans are simply like that. everyone’s different. your valid.
Relapses are lwk becoming a daily habit atp, I just wanna feel smth. I physically cannot cry and I don’t really feel upset or anything anymore. Im js numb and I hate it.
Thx you so much we needed this!!
Small vent lol
I may not be myself, I may have two many personatlities that clash and make me want to destro everything in my path. I could never be just one person, I doubt I could even be a person. I’m not original, every aspect of my being is copied and stolen from things I enjoy. I feel insane but also strangely calm. I don’t think I’ll ever truly be happy, happiness are for those who deserve it, I have not earned my place in this world. Sorry about such a dark vent lol 😅😅
everything stolen slowly becomes yours overtime. it becomes you, you can’t change it. embrace it, accept any flaws, if you can. heal. you deserve happiness, happiness isn’t a single idea. you earned your place. you might not think of it but there’s a place for everyone, whether it’s in the spotlight, or in a cozy cafe in the background in peace and quiet. you might not want to or might not try to and that’s fine.
I just died inside. YOU CUT OFF THE CHRISTMAS KIDDDSSS
Thank you for no random music, I already planned my death, I love everyone and I hope everyone has a good life!! 💗
Are you ok? Please don’t end your life. You are beautiful/handsome, smart, funny, and every thing else good! You deserve to be here and if no one has told you this today, you matter. And I’m not lying to make you feel better!! Like honestly you deserve to live !!
And if this is dumb and annoying, I’m sorry. I know I was spitting out sappy, motivational speech, but I really do mean it.
I know you’re a stranger online, but I still care about you!!
@@blueberiipie you don’t need to be sorry, I should, I changed my mind but I’m still scared. Thank you 💗
i cant Type much, but i promise your life is worth more than you think ❤ you deserve so much more :(
@@Zomo_0h_Go I’m so glad you changed your mind and I really hope you’re still here. You mean so much to me. I don’t even know you. I hope it gets better. ❤
@@Zomo_0h_GoI’m so so sorry. Don’t do it. You have so much to live for. Read my description. It might help a bit. ❤️
can i please vent? someone on roblox insulted me for talking to myself. that same person told me to SLIT MYSELF. i didn't even do anything. I told someone in the server about it, and they confronted the person. I HAD SCREENSHOTTED PROOF. that person (that told me to slit, which i am going to call A) said they didn't tell me to slit. i said they were lying. SOMEONE BELIEVED THAT A WAS TELLING THE TRUTH. they began to bully me more. i left the game. mind you i am LITERALLY 9 YEARS OLD. NO ONE CARED. it happened today, by the way.
Oh honey.. I’m so sorry that happened to you, you did NOT deserve that I hope that person get the karma they deserve just know that you are loved by many and have plenty of people ready to help you at any given time:)
@@halosaystoodles thank you so much!
Next time just report and roast. Also sending lots of ❤ you didn't deserve that 😔 the world today smh
@@Hi_Eclair1 of course!!
Omg ur so young, u were like me at this age, do you need a hug dear?
I really want to vent, but I want to check rn if that's alright?
Yeah it’s completely ok!! (Also read the description, it allows it here!)
It’s perfectly ok!!! If you need someone to vent to I’ll be here. ❤️
i hate myself sm i feel like throwing up i’ll never be good enough for anyone heheheheh i fucking hate being an empath bc it makes me so fucking nauseous every fucking time im literally gonna cry myself to sleep 🎀
if you need someone to speak to I could listen. 😊❤
I’m so sorry ❤️
..you know? I always think my mom had it worse or ** surely lived worse but i started to remember and i don't think is an over react when it come to almost two S'A, my parents neglecting me, the nurses torturing me, no having empathy and wanting to die since 5 or 6 years old (i don't really remember what age i had when i do my first attemp but i know it was after the hospital so is was like around these years) and surviving to much times to death
I’ve told everyone that I’ve felt more confident in myself than ever. And I’ve been seeming confident too. But I can’t even look at myself without seeing the one person I hate the most. My mom. And I hate that everyone mistakes me for her too. Hell. Even my friends have been too. So truthfully I can’t be confident in a body that looks exactly like my mom. I want to ruin it. And I hate it.
6:31 omfg I literally hate people who abbreviate words as simple as “something” JUST FUCKING SPELL IT OUT GOD DAMN IT
Sorry.
(Might be alot(
I fake for so many people and I let them call me nicknames I'm not comfortable with and when I'm always smiles and happy but when om frustrated and hurts I'm a awful person I hate feeling like I don't mean anything to my friends and I think they won't need me anymore I'm supposed to be the perfect daughter put in church choir sports to make my parents proud of me but it's not worth it choir hurts my throat and body it makes me leave my biological dad's weekends a day early sports make me have anxiety attacks and sore and when it's almost 98 degrees we still have to play anytime I fail I overthink and think what if no one like me anymore and if I keep failing I won't be the good daughter.
I’m sorry. You don’t have to make others happy at the cost of your happiness.
A poem / story about apologizing. If ykyk
I get out of bed.
Im sorry.
I get yelled at.
I’m sorry.
I tripped.
I’m sorry.
I’m failing.
I’m sorry.
I’m crying.
I’m sorry.
I’m in pain.
I’m sorry.
I get angry.
I’m sorry.
Get slapped.
I’m sorry.
Looks ugly.
I’m sorry.
Starve myself.
I’m sorry.
Cut myself.
I’m sorry.
A cup falls.
I’m sorry.
Your crying.
I’m sorry.
I’m sorry..
I’m sorry…
I’m sorry. Why can’t you be? Why can’t you forgive me… why do I blame myself.? Why mom. Why..?
Tysm i hate how im literally fvking choking myself and the random ass music is playing
A couple days ago my classmate looked at me and said let’s count the hours of sleep I’m lacking by counting the folds in the bags under my eyes.. I hate school.
im going to vent. no one needs to listen, dont bother giving any comfort. dont mind my replies on other comments. apathy does that and I have no excuses for the horrible comforting I try to give to others
tw: swearing. it’s going to get really personal to myself.
also rlly long.
I love studying things I enjoy, sometimes I even like studying maths because it CAN be interesting in some ways. I learned two other methods to multiply other than the trad way in 30 mins, more than I’ve ever learnt about multiplying in my ENTIRE lifetime. But then my fucking mother comes up. I CAN LEARN, STUDY AND REVISE BY MYSELF BECAUSE IM CONFIDENT IN MY ABILITIES AND CONTRARY TO MANY, MANY OPINIONS, I ACTUALLY AM SMART AND DO INTEND TO HAVE A FUTURE WITH A GOOD SALARY AND A PLAN. BUT ITS JUST MY MOTHER, MY BURMESE TEACHER, EVERY SINGLE ONE OF MY PAST TUTORS OR TEACHERS OUTSIDE OF SCHOOL MAKE MY BLOOD FUCKING BOIL WHENEVER I SEE A SINGLE STUDY BOOK. THEY MAKE ME DESPISE LEARNING, AND YOU DONT UNDERSTAND HOW MUCH I VALUE KNOWLEDGE AND HAVING A POSITION OF POWER, BEING RESPECTED AND HAVING A VOICE, AN OPINION BUT I SWEAR TO SHITTING ON EVERYONE I HATE, THEY SUCK ALL THE JOY OUT OF IT. THE REASON? MY MOTHER, FORCING ME INTO STUDYING INSTEAD OF TRYING TO ENCOURAGE ME. YOU CANT JUST FUCKING HIT ME ACROSS THE FUCKING FACE EVERY TIME I DISLIKE SOMETHING IN STUDYING AND EXPECT ME TO NOT TO ASSOCIATE IT WITH STUDYING ITSELF? I WAS YOUNG, DO YOU NOT EXPECT ABUSE TO HAVE AN EFFECT ON ME? DO YOU NOT FIND IT IN YOUR SHITSTAINED, PREJUDICED AND JUDGEMENTAL BRAIN THAT ABUSE HAS MENTAL EFFECTS? AND THE CONSTANT COMPARING ME TO OTHER KIDS, NOT AS IN “OH, _______ DID SO MUCH BETTER THAN YOU!” IT WAS ALWAYS “OH YOU GOT A HIGH SCORE? HOW DID ______ SCORE?” OR “HOW DID YOUR FRIENDS SCORE?” IT TICKS ME OFF TO NO END, NO END AT ALL. IT MADE ME FEEL LIKE I WAS SIMPLY A FUCKING PUPPET, A BEAUTY PAGENT BABY MADE AND DESIGNED TO BE BETTER, TO SIMPLY OUT DO EVERYONE ELSE.
GUESS WHAT? I ALSO DESPISE BEING CALLED DUMB WHEN I BELIEVE I DESERVED SOMETHING OR TO BE TOLD I DONT DESERVE IT, I SLAVED MY FUCKING ASS OFF WHEN I WAS YOUNG TO BE GOOD IN SCHOOL, TO STUDY HARD, TO MAKE PEOPLE PROUD. I DIDNT SLAVE OFF BY DOING ANY ACTUAL WORK, BUT BY APPLYING NEGATIVE THOUGHTS TO MY OWN MIND FELT LIKE A PICK YOUR POISON CHOICE, BE GREAT OR BE SHIT, A LITERALLY STONE, NO SENTIMENTAL VALUE. I FUCKING HATE EVERYTHING AND ALL I WANT TO DO IS RUN AWAY AND HIDE IN A CORNER FOR NO ONE TO SEE BUT AT THE SAME TIME, IM AN ATTENTION SEEKING MOTHERFUCKER WHO CRAVES ATTENTION AND VALIDATION? WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK IS WRONG WITH ME?
I HATE MY MIND YET IT WOULD HORRIFY ME NOT TO THINK. THE THOUGHTS THAT SCREAM AT ME COMFORT ME BECAUSE THE LOGICAL THOUGHTS MAKE EVERYTHING SO MUCH BETTER. THE LOGIC INSIDE MY MIND TELLS ME TO DO EVERYTHING RIGHT, CONTROL MY FEELINGS, BE KIND WHEN I NEED TO, BE MEAN WHEN I NEED TO, BE A DOLL WHEN I NEED TO, WHEN MY LOGICAL THOUGHTS ARE IN CONTROL IM SMART, I KNOW EVERYTHING, I COULD EASILY BE MANIPULATIVE. I COULD EASILY BE EVIL, YOU DONT UNDERSTAND WHAT I COULD BE WITH THEM. BUT FUCK, GUESS WHAT? I HAVE FEELINGS. AS FAKING DEPRESSION AND EMOTIONLESS AHH 12 YEAR OLD KID AS IT FUCKING SOUNDS, EVERY SINGLE POSITIVE EMOTION IS IMMEDIATELY SHUT DOWN COMPLETELY. I CANT FUCKING THINK, I CANT FUCKING DO ANYTHING AT ALL. ANOTHER THING, I DONT WANT TO BE ME, BUT I VALUE MYSELF. I DONT WANT TO BE HUMAN, I DONT WANT TO BE ALIVE BUT THE VERY CONCEPT OF DEATH TERRIFIES ME TO MY CORE SO MUCH SO THAT ITS BEEN HAUNTING ME FOR AS LONG AS I HAVE BEEN ABLE TO THINK. I USED TO GO UP TO MY PARENTS ROOM IN THE MIDDLE OF THE NIGHT BAWLING, DID I EVER GET ANY COMFORT? I ALSO HATE BEING HYPERSEXUAL, I FEEL SO FUCKING DISGUSTING ALL THE TIME, I CANT STOP THESE THOUGHTS.
EVEN MORE THINGS I HATE, WOWEE WHAT A SHITTY SURPRISE! I HATE BEING INVALIDATED FOR ACADEMIC WORK. MY FRIEND EVERY SINGLE TIME I GET TO DO ANYTHING ACADEMICALLY OR IM CHOSEN TO DO PARTICIPATE IN A COMPETITION, LIKE RECENTLY, THEY CALLED ME FUCKING DUMB. THEY INVALIDATED SOMETHING THAT I EARNED. THEY SAID THEY WERE BEING HONEST AND THAT IM NOT FUCKING GOOD ENOUGH, I FUCKING AM. I FUCKING HATE THEM SO MUCH. I FUCKING HATE THEM SO MUCH FOR THAT, IT STILL MAKES ME FEEL LIKE SHIT. THEY SAID THEY WERE BEING HONEST TO ME, THEY’RE JUST BEING DOWNRIGHT BRUTAL. NO FUCKING OFFENCE BUT THATS JUST STRAIGHT UP INSULTING ME. I GOT HIGHEST IN MY CLASS IN SCIENCE HENCE ME BEING PUT IN THE COMPETITION. I FEEL LIKE EVERY SINGLE DAY I DOWN GRADE MYSELF MORE AND MORE. IM SMART, I HAVE GOOD GRADES, I HAVE FLAWS AND I ACCEPT THEM, I AM RECOGNISED BY MY TEACHERS, THEY SING MY PRAISES. NOT TO GET TOO COCKY BUT I DESERVE VALIDATION WHICH I GET, BUT THAT HURT. IT JUST HURT. NO WORDS, NO NOTHING, NO FEELINGS, JUST HURT. HURT TURNS INTO ANGER, HURT TURNS INTO SADNESS, HURT TURNS INTO IRRITATION AND I HATE HURT.
I TRIED SHOWING MY FRIEND THIS RANT WHEN IT WAS AT THE THIRD PARAGRAPH, SAME FRIEND, AND THEY FELL ASLEEP AND COULDN’T REPLY IMMEDIATELY, I DONT BLAME THEM FOR THAT BUT THEY COMPLETELY IGNORED MY MESSAGES WHEN THEY WOKE UP. DID I GIVE THEM A CHOICE? YES, I DID AND CALL ME CONTRADICTORY BUT EVERY TIME THEY ASK ME TO VENT OR JUST TO TELL ME ABOUT ANYTHING TRAUMATIC I LISTEN. NO QUESTIONS ASKED. THEY HAVE PROBLEMS I UNDERSTAND, BUT ONE OF THEM IS NOT BEING ON THE SAME LEVEL OF EFFORT OR HOWEVER YOU WANT TO CALL IT. I JUST FEEL SO FUCKING WORTHLESS, THEY’RE AN AMAZING PERSON, FUNNY, HONESTLY KINDA PRETTY (PLATONICALLY) THEY’RE GOOD AT ART, AT NETBALL, I LOVE BEING AROUND THEM BUT SOMETIMES THEY MAKE ME FEEL SO, SO IGNORED. SO UNHEARD. I FEEL LIKE MY PROBLEMS ARENT EVEN PROBLEMS, I MAKE JOKES ABOUT THEM WHEN I DONT WANT TO. THEY DO ASK ME IF IM ALRIGHT, LOADS OF TIMES, ITS JUST THOSE SMALL TIMES WHEN THEY’RE IN A BAD MOOD THAT THEY COMPLETELY IGNORE HOW I FEEL. I HATE MY OWN ANGER AND RAGE. ANGER IS UGLY, I SHOULDNT FEEL ANGER.
might add some more whenever I feel down. if yall take the time out of ur day to read this, ily and if you dont, I also ly.
Can I vent ?
FINALLY
Imma vent here cuz I am so done TW: sh
I am so done trying. I have given my friends so many signs that I’m not okay and they don’t say a thing. I told my one friend that I sh. I was sleeping over at my other friends house and went to bed in a short sleeve shirt. I know it makes me sound like a pick me amd like I’m doing it for attention but I was covering the new scars on my arm and constantly looking down and occasionally moving my hand away for a second and I honestly just need help but idk how to ask so all I know how to do is to keep giving signs that I’m not okay and hopefully someone will catch on before it is to fucking late.
I hope you get better soon , and Ik what it feels like to SH and nobody notices , trying call out for help and nobody caring but yea 💕🫂
0:48 me rn !! X3
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I watch these because i want to know what some people feel so i dont be the "bad guy" in their lives, but i've noticed that i relate to a lot of these... is that normal?
vent ❤
I HATE MYSELF
I WISH THAT I'M DEAD
I'm ok😊
I'm so so sorry to ruin all the thank yous but id like to vent because a I have fake friends called let respect their privacy by calling them "N' "J" and "M" so M always says I'm not doing something right and "N" tells me to kill myself and "J" is always using me for foods which i dont really cause I'm tryna loose weight and I haven't been eating well then they still call me fat and yeah that's it (sorry for being dramatic)
bro, absolutely nothing wrong, never be afraid to write about your problems! and most importantly, do not pay attention to such friends! appreciate and take care of yourself, I believe that everything will be fine with you, I love you!
im so sorry for you, my one fake friend did all that to
Does anyone know what the song is at 5:56?
I cant fix you by the living tombstone and crusher-p
@@vocaloid861your an angel!! 😙
its a cover of ‘final duet’. you can find it on youtube, the title of the video is “Final Duet from Omori full on toy piano & glockenspiel”
Thank you!
POV: you remember Claritin exists
Hey everyone, come here. Vent to me, People. I know you need to, make it long, short, detailed, blurry. Tell me.
i cant really do anything. recently ive been spending majority of my time just doing nothing and rotting in my bed because i don’t have energy to get up and talk to people. i dont know what’s wrong with me and even my mom doesn’t know. ive tried therapy and i couldn’t even go back to it because i got scared. i know im not supposed to feel upset but i can’t help it i always get destructive whenever im angry and end up spacing from people. im not going to get better, i know im not going to get better anytime soon either. everyone has it worse and im just complaining about the small things and i feel so selfish because i don’t necessarily have any major trauma so i have no excuse for feeling like this. i feel so dumb and annoying whenever i ask for help because it’s always the same thing every single time that nobody would want to hear im always so clingy towards people and end up hurting them or genuinely being annoying and im scared to tell or show people how i really feel because i don’t want to be judged and im so sick of everyone leaving me. im always going to be stupid and never understand anyone or anything and i guess im okay with it now because there’s nothing i can do. i hate eating and i can’t help but spit up as soon as i finish it just grosses me out so much. i don’t want to get better because i want to see how bad i can get
also, you’re an amazing person for this.
It’s going to be okay, girl/boy/other :) you are loved!
I was doing so good
Vent under this comment if you need i wanna come back and read all your comments doing my beat to leave one on each of you guys comments 💜
How am I supposed to act when my best friend is ghosting me and idk why
Lowkey I’m js fucking so tireder I don’t even care anymore
Didn’t the random music start here? 18:55
Okay it ended here 19:24
bro where's the random music?
since trump has been elected president, i have no idea what this means for me as a queer, black woman.
I am also a queer, black woman so I know how scary it is, but I promise you will get through this. We just have to make it to the next election🙂 I hope this helped a little! Have a good day!😊
@@NorisChaoticLand You're so sweet! The best we can do right now is focus on what we can change. Take care of yourself xx
My friend saw my sh scars and they were like “omg (my name) what happened to your arm” and I looked at my arm everywhere but at my scars then they pointed at my wrist and said “no that are you ok” and I left the room and cried and started shaking. 🥲👍
Does anybody know the song at 9:10 ?
nobody's loved me like you by blake roman
Thank you soo much!!!!!!!!!
@@samriddhibagri8628 yw!