|TheComfortCorner|

[Yuki.]

2 year ago. It was a year ago when I looked up to you. I drew fanart for you. I drew fanart of you. I said I was your number one fan. I said that when you grow to be a famous artist, I would be there for you. You helped me gain confidence in my self, and soon I began showing my art to a few close friends.
Then you cracked. Not only did you crack me. You said I sucked. I should quit. How i'll never be good enough. You told me I was horrible at drawing. So I quit.
I became depressed from many other things. I began breaking things, which only led to more punishment and more depression. After a few months I began to draw. Most of it I just crumbled it in a ball after it was finished. Hours I spent on something that you made me throw away. There was a few, though. A few that I would keep in my binder. A few that I would draw near people. It was a little, but it was enough. I tried to be your friend I thought I was your friend. I was nice to you, but what happened? Soon you grew jealous. It felt like everyone was against me. All m friends became yours, and if not already, they left me for you. I watched as you would call me names. You and your group of people I thought were my friends. Now I have no one. Why did you turn me into the threat? Everyone looks at me like i'm the bad guy. I don't even talk to you, but yet you turned everyone to hate me. I watched one by one as my closest friend left. He left because he found someone better.
Now you went to far. My hairstyle. My personality. My clothing. Even my art. Everything about me is now what you are. I'm not even that interesting. Why?


I don't know how to deal with you. You even have the teachers fooled into thinking that im a threat. They look at me like I beat you up bloody. I can't talk to people. I can't talk to you very well. I get nervous.

[wickedbvnes]

my dad constantly blackmails me and puts me down.

if i don't walk as fast as him, i won't have my computer or ipad for a week.

if i don't get the right bag for the bin, no computer or ipad for a week.

if i listen to music while we're walking, no cinema visit we planned.

and then..

if my self image wasn't bad enough, he comes along and says-
'come on, you need to walk some fat off.'
'you eat too much'
'you are stupid'

:c
I just hate myself </3

[strawbewwy.]

Today I just need a virtual hug, or some sort of comfort, that's what this is for right?

I'm starting to become really frustrated with my life to the point of depression, and im just about ready to either give up or explode (leaning more towards explode)

outside im ready to scream, but inside im ready to just break down and cry

*Hugs* Well, you could do both but in all honesty, splash water on your face and take deep breaths (: (Crappy advice is crappy)

2 year ago. It was a year ago when I looked up to you. I drew fanart for you. I drew fanart of you. I said I was your number one fan. I said that when you grow to be a famous artist, I would be there for you. You helped me gain confidence in my self, and soon I began showing my art to a few close friends.
Then you cracked. Not only did you crack me. You said I sucked. I should quit. How i'll never be good enough. You told me I was horrible at drawing. So I quit.
I became depressed from many other things. I began breaking things, which only led to more punishment and more depression. After a few months I began to draw. Most of it I just crumbled it in a ball after it was finished. Hours I spent on something that you made me throw away. There was a few, though. A few that I would keep in my binder. A few that I would draw near people. It was a little, but it was enough. I tried to be your friend I thought I was your friend. I was nice to you, but what happened? Soon you grew jealous. It felt like everyone was against me. All m friends became yours, and if not already, they left me for you. I watched as you would call me names. You and your group of people I thought were my friends. Now I have no one. Why did you turn me into the threat? Everyone looks at me like i'm the bad guy. I don't even talk to you, but yet you turned everyone to hate me. I watched one by one as my closest friend left. He left because he found someone better.
Now you went to far. My hairstyle. My personality. My clothing. Even my art. Everything about me is now what you are. I'm not even that interesting. Why?


I don't know how to deal with you. You even have the teachers fooled into thinking that im a threat. They look at me like I beat you up bloody. I can't talk to people. I can't talk to you very well. I get nervous.

*Hugs tightly* I'm sorry. Can't you tell your parents, or another adult in your life?

my dad constantly blackmails me and puts me down.

if i don't walk as fast as him, i won't have my computer or ipad for a week.

if i don't get the right bag for the bin, no computer or ipad for a week.

if i listen to music while we're walking, no cinema visit we planned.

and then..

if my self image wasn't bad enough, he comes along and says-
'come on, you need to walk some fat off.'
'you eat too much'
'you are stupid'

:c
I just hate myself </3

*Hugs* No. Just no. You are absolutly beauiful. He is hurting you and that is just wrong. You need to tell another adult because that is abuse.

[FurOfHawk]

I hate my stupid dad! Basically, I was stopping my little brother coming into my room, and he hurt himself. Now my dad keeps having a go at me. I can't stop myself . I . Keep crying.

[[x]]

I'm sick and I think I broke/fractured my wrist.
Cake now?

[Pippi]

[center][size=85]This is the most depressed I'd ever been.
I've had a crush on this really cute guy for SUCH a long time now. He's sweet, he's kind, and he's been getting bullied. Apparently not everyone sees him the way I do. So one day, I stood up for him, which of course only resulted in me being catapolted into the feud as well. He's amazing. Someone called me mental and said I should go kill myself, and he came up to me, knelt down, looked me in the eye and told me he didn't think I was mental.
He brightens up my day so much. Everytime I think about giving up, I force myself to keep going because I know I will see him soon.
All smiles and perfect rainbows, right? WRONG.
I recently made friends with a girl i'll call Meg. Meg was really nice and all, but she was crushing on the same guy. Instant epic troll face for me right then and there when she told me. I was like: "BACK OFF SISTA!"
No, i didn't do that, but I was thinking it. I was cool about it, figuring he'd never fall for her since he was already crushing on me. Just today, the "popular" crowd caught him writing "I love Meg" in his notebook.
I almost started crying. Of course Meg was ecstatic, which only made me even more heartbroken. Now they both like each other. Happy fairytale ending for them.
And here I am sitting in the corner eating tubs of ice cream on my couch and refusing to move. I now have no upside to my life. My sadness has just done a downward spiral and now I don't have anything to look forward to to make me keep going. I don't know If I can do this...

[salmondragon]

[center][size=85]This is the most depressed I'd ever been.
I've had a crush on this really cute guy for SUCH a long time now. He's sweet, he's kind, and he's been getting bullied. Apparently not everyone sees him the way I do. So one day, I stood up for him, which of course only resulted in me being catapolted into the feud as well. He's amazing. Someone called me mental and said I should go kill myself, and he came up to me, knelt down, looked me in the eye and told me he didn't think I was mental.
He brightens up my day so much. Everytime I think about giving up, I force myself to keep going because I know I will see him soon.
All smiles and perfect rainbows, right? WRONG.
I recently made friends with a girl i'll call Meg. Meg was really nice and all, but she was crushing on the same guy. Instant epic troll face for me right then and there when she told me. I was like: "BACK OFF SISTA!"
No, i didn't do that, but I was thinking it. I was cool about it, figuring he'd never fall for her since he was already crushing on me. Just today, the "popular" crowd caught him writing "I love Meg" in his notebook.
I almost started crying. Of course Meg was ecstatic, which only made me even more heartbroken. Now they both like each other. Happy fairytale ending for them.
And here I am sitting in the corner eating tubs of ice cream on my couch and refusing to move. I now have no upside to my life. My sadness has just done a downward spiral and now I don't have anything to look forward to to make me keep going. I don't know If I can do this...

Well that boy is missing out on a really big chance to love a really good girl. Don't let it get you down, get out of that corner and stop eating ice cream (For now). Listen to some music, be outside, play some video games, draw, do something that makes you fell happy. Tell him how you feel if you honestly want too.

[-_____-]

;u; I feel horrible for not taking the time to help anyone else here first,
but to be honest, I don't feel up to it. These random strikes of depression have been
making me feel completely numb about everything. Like....I feel as if nothing can
excite me. Like I want to stay in bed all day and do absolutely nothing.
It's a lot different than the depression I struggled with before.

On top of dealing with that, stress from other things have been piling on as well.
We have more kittens now. It isn't something we needed, but at the same
time it isn't something that can't handle. (We run sort of a rescue center for cats
of some sort, in case anyone was wondering). The thing is...my lovely mother-in-law
is making it such a stressful situation. She is constantly going on and on about how
overwhelming and exhausting the fact that we have more kittens is to her.
The hell? She has nothing to do with the animals. She doesn't buy their food,
she doesn't clean up after them, she doesn't bond with them (pushes them away when
they try), and she definitely isn't the one putting effort in to re-home them when it is
time. Now, even though she also goes on about how much she loves them, I find her
saying things like "Well maybe they'll all just die". And she is completely serious about it.
It is so frustrating to know that there isn't a thing I can do about it. Talk to her, you say?
Huh! Forget that. It doesn't matter how polite I am when trying to address her about something...
she is always (not over exaggerating) completely rude to me. Most of the time I
don't even get to say what I was trying to get across because she cuts me off by saying things
like "You just need to shut up! You're not perfect either so you need to get off
your 'high horse' and stop bothering me." ...or by just flat out ignoring me.
I can only bite my lip and wish that one day she'll grow up....


Another thing that has been bothering me is a situation that is going on with my sister.
She has always disliked me. I understand that it is a typical thing for siblings to not get
along, but she has taken it way too far. Every since my little niece cried to me about
how her daddy was doing inappropriate things to me, she has not been my sister.
She says that I lied about what her daughter told me. I've received so many threats
of her wanting to 'beat me'. Too many to remember.
Then last month she actually contacted me through Facebook...I knew something was up...
All I can say was that the conversation wasn't pretty. It involved her threatening me more,
calling my fiance and her family every name in the book, some more threats, and her
making it clear that she 'couldn't stand me and that I was to have nothing to do
with her kids'. It hurt, but it didn't surprise me at all. What did surprise me is what
she said to my parents the last time they visited. She was bawling her eyes out
over the fact that no one came to her son's birthday party. "Not even my sister",
she had said. Claims that sister's are supposed to fight like that and referred
to how her husband's two sisters had recently gotten into a bloody fist fight
and had already made up. I'm sorry 'sis', but after all the threat you've made to me...
why would I want to be around you? I'm not afraid to stick up for myself if I am
being attacked but I do not like physical confrontation. And I know you're only
targeting me because you think I am a coward. You've said over and over again
that it is the only reason I was ever bullied in elementary school. Since when
should a little girl in elementary school have to be getting into fist fights all
the time? Never. That's when.

;__; I'm just not sure how to handle the situation. I still love her somehow, and
I'd love to have a big sister to look up to, but I am tired of how she treats are
relationship. She expects it to be pins & needles 99.9% of the time and then
for me to be okay with only very small bits of sweet goodness. I can't do that.

Especially since I hate how she treats her kids...hate what she is turning my
sweet little niece into. She is turning her into herself.

[rainy.txt]

Life has just been depressing lately -n-
At first I thought school will make me happy-my friends, my teachers, my orchestra. But nope. Even school is turning its back on me now. Home has just been as bad too.
It's the season for spring athletics. I'm trying out for both Soft ball and Tennis. Today is a softball tryout, and I can't attend because my stomach hurts like crazy. So I went home.
Guess what. My mom wasn't ready to make me some hot soup no nothing. Instead, she lectured me on why I didnt go, why I am just "giving up", about how I've never got into any sport teams, etc.
She didn't care to listen to me.
I have a bad ankle, which can be hurt very easily, so I can't run a lot. And a bad hip, also.
Now a bad stomach, and you are making me go into the freezing cold and play soft ball in the field??
Are you serious mom??
My life consists majorly of these few things: Getting lectured by parents, Homework and Violin.
Don't get me wrong, I absolutely ADORE my violin. But I can't play it while I have a gizillion assignments at hand can I??
I wish my mom would stand in my shoes and look at things.
I wish she would understand how HARD it is to be her daughter-trying my best to be what she wants me to be.
ene
I need a hug.
</3

[Pippi]

Life has just been depressing lately -n-
At first I thought school will make me happy-my friends, my teachers, my orchestra. But nope. Even school is turning its back on me now. Home has just been as bad too.
It's the season for spring athletics. I'm trying out for both Soft ball and Tennis. Today is a softball tryout, and I can't attend because my stomach hurts like crazy. So I went home.
Guess what. My mom wasn't ready to make me some hot soup no nothing. Instead, she lectured me on why I didnt go, why I am just "giving up", about how I've never got into any sport teams, etc.
She didn't care to listen to me.
I have a bad ankle, which can be hurt very easily, so I can't run a lot. And a bad hip, also.
Now a bad stomach, and you are making me go into the freezing cold and play soft ball in the field??
Are you serious mom??
My life consists majorly of these few things: Getting lectured by parents, Homework and Violin.
Don't get me wrong, I absolutely ADORE my violin. But I can't play it while I have a gizillion assignments at hand can I??
I wish my mom would stand in my shoes and look at things.
I wish she would understand how HARD it is to be her daughter-trying my best to be what she wants me to be.
ene
I need a hug.
</3

*hugs*
*Gives a blanket and cookies*
I know how you feel. Lately it seems like I'm just a puppet being guided through life, which is totally stripped of it's meaning now. Everything's just boring. Try talking with your mom, and if she starts to get off track, look her in the eye and say "This is important, I need you to listen to me."
Don't know what else to say, But I'm here for you if you ever need a virtual hug or some understanding.
*hugs again*