TheComfortCorner | V.7

[turtle...]

just.. a little ... rant

I hate crushes.
absolutely hate them.
they tear me apart.
I love him.
he doesn't even look at me.
how could anyone love someone like me.
ever.
I just need him to hold his arms around me and hug me and kiss me and tell me I look pretty
cause gosh darn I love him so much you have no idea.
and yet I am so sick of crushing on him.
why doesn't the body have an off-button for feelings??
it should.

[leverage]

I just found out about a major act of racism that took place on my own campus.
Not my students, not by visitors.
By the very people we're supposed to trust to protect us.
By the campus's security force.

I am just disgusted by this. I am horrified.
I do not want to be at this school if this is what my school stands for.

They've already brought people here who support eugenics and male-superiority in certain fields of study.
They claim to be all about helping people and service, but that's all the flashy exterior. The more time I spend at this place, the more I learn that it's rotten from the inside.
I refuse to be associated with this place.
I am really freaking near moving to a different school. Even if that uproots my entire college career, I will not sacrifice my beliefs. I will not promote this horrible place. I will not sit back and be quiet.

[lilac sky]

I am open for PMs, shoot me one anytime <3

[emerson royale,]

okay please send help
so i had a sleepover yesterday and i technically had my "first kiss". we were doing spin the bottle and we'd usually do the cheek but these two girls would do it on the mouth. so i landed on one of the girls and i went to kiss her in the cheek but she turned and KISSED ME ON THE LIPS
can i just say this whole ordeal never happened? just because i have a girlfriend.
i'm not sure.

[OKULTRA]

I want to run.
Far, far away from this dreadful house.
I know the only reason they keep the computer out in the open is because
1. They can't trust me
2. I will never leave my room
I wish I never left my room, in fact.
I want to run far away from this dreadful house.
I can't deal with this.
There's so many things that I want to say.
But I can't, not even on here.
It would make me feel so much better to discuss all the things wrong with me.
But I can't.
I can't cry.
My grandmother would find out, try to comfort me, fail, not sleep, talk about it to my mom, have her ask me why I was crying, and then I would have to look for a reason that was not "I'm depressed and I hate myself."
i can't talk about it.
Lord knows what my family would do, and they especially wouldn't believe me. Of course my dad would just think i'm looking for attention as always.
I can't make it any better.
I can't take anything like therapy or pills for personal reasons, and there's nobody to seek help from.
I'm so helpless and i'm a problem child and i can't
I don't know what to do anymore.

[winged-backpack]

My inbox is always open for anyone who needs someone to talk to.

You are strong, you are a beautiful human and you can do this!

[beeb]

your words are haunting me
every time i feel the slightest bit happy
that sentence hits me in the face
i try to be optimistic, "everything will be okay!! i'll forgot about her soon enough!!"
no i won't
i won't ever forget about you
and i hate that
you know i have self esteem issues
do you care though?? no
i can't believe i was ever friends with you
i can't believe i let you put me down like that all of the time
and i was okay with that
because i thought whatever you said was the truth
"you're a bad person"
"i am?? okay"
i wasn't the bad person here

[emerson royale,]

I want to run.
Far, far away from this dreadful house.
I know the only reason they keep the computer out in the open is because
1. They can't trust me
2. I will never leave my room
I wish I never left my room, in fact.
I want to run far away from this dreadful house.
I can't deal with this.
There's so many things that I want to say.
But I can't, not even on here.
It would make me feel so much better to discuss all the things wrong with me.
But I can't.
I can't cry.
My grandmother would find out, try to comfort me, fail, not sleep, talk about it to my mom, have her ask me why I was crying, and then I would have to look for a reason that was not "I'm depressed and I hate myself."
i can't talk about it.
Lord knows what my family would do, and they especially wouldn't believe me. Of course my dad would just think i'm looking for attention as always.
I can't make it any better.
I can't take anything like therapy or pills for personal reasons, and there's nobody to seek help from.
I'm so helpless and i'm a problem child and i can't
I don't know what to do anymore.

ah, tough situation. all i can say is just try to get a new start, yknow? like forget everything and just start fresh.

your words are haunting me
every time i feel the slightest bit happy
that sentence hits me in the face
i try to be optimistic, "everything will be okay!! i'll forgot about her soon enough!!"
no i won't
i won't ever forget about you
and i hate that
you know i have self esteem issues
do you care though?? no
i can't believe i was ever friends with you
i can't believe i let you put me down like that all of the time
and i was okay with that
because i thought whatever you said was the truth
"you're a bad person"
"i am?? okay"
i wasn't the bad person here

just know that the person was probably just seeking attention. try not to let it get to you. they're just the kind of person who wants you to feel bad, a bully, so don't give them what they want and be strong, as hard as it is.

everyone is free to pm if needed! used to be an old mod on Comfor Corner

[Captain Plucky]

i just can't live anymore. The past keeps on being brought up.
i really need comfort right now.

I'm really sorry that you're going through that, and I hope your life gets better. Remember that, if you keep on trying, things will get better. Things might get tough and seem hopeless, but know that it's worth it. That you're strong enough to take on anything that's brought up, and that I believe in you. So, you go! <3

[Silverfang]

I've never really wandered onto these forums before...

But my anxiety and lack of communication caused an issue this week and nearly cost me dearly. I feel so awful about it I can't eat or rest.