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I have no idea where to go from here. None. Am I wanted? Does anyone care? Does it even matter? Can I go on being invisible until I'm needed to be used? Do you even recognise there's a problem? What is it about me that disqualifies me from being of value?

it's so hard sitting and watching someone who purposefully creates this image of a caring, compassionate person who wants to help others, who talks of compassion and help given to others, and knowing that although I deeply long for someone to care, to help, to express their concern and to listen, th...

how do i tell you? you're always so busy. i feel brushed off or avoided. everything is kept on a surface level and in places where there's no possibility of saying something actually meaningful. i've tried e-mails, but you seem resistant -- or maybe it's just my fear reading something into it. right...

why do some people get to be loved? why couldn't i be sent to people who would love me and see my value? why would you send me to someone who would see me as inferior and reject me? why would i be told it was right? it wasnt. why didn't anyone care? why wouldn't you send someone to care? why didn't ...

why did you ignore it? why did you push me away? how could you proclaim how important it was to run to those who need help and then ignore me shouting that I was hurting? how can you say that when someone shares something personal it's for a reason and then do nothing? how can i have the strength to...

How can I tell you that I'm falling apart? That I don't understand what's happening? That the simplest things cause me to feel attacked, like I'm coming apart, dying? Please understand, there are just sometimes I need you to let me be. I don't understand it any better than you.

I've reached out for help. I've taken the first and second and third step. This feels like a standstill and it's not helping. I'm popping more pills but still in real trouble. I'm not sure I can hold it together much longer.

I agree with the other posters. If a question makes you uncomfortable, tell her. If you don't want to talk about it at that time, but might like to later, tell her that, too. Although her questions may seem probing, she may be trying to show you that she's not uncomfortable talking about it and that...

Please shut up. I'm tired of your garbage. Your attempts at getting your way disgust me. Your manipulations make me want to run the other way. I've tried explaining, asking, re-explaining, re-asking. I'm now to ignoring and next it'll be pushing away. I exist, too.

I have no idea how to take you up on your offer. I have no idea how to tell you that I'd really like to have a friend. I have no way to get together. I feel entirely powerless, but it's too much to try to tell you this standing in the hallway. Please reach out. I so badly need to know that I matter ...

I'd just like to know that you see me. That is OK that I exist, OK that I'm here and breathing. There's no need to be afraid of me or to avoid me. I was pushed and it went too far. I've tried to come to you, but you're always so busy. So many important things, I feel brushed off. Hurried. Thrown awa...

Ooooh, may I wish, too? <> I wish I could find a place where I'm accepted for who I am <> I wish someone would care for me and my children <> I wish I had a friend <> I wish I could get some time to just relax and be me <> I wish I knew who Me was <> I wish I was out of this six year hole of work so...

1) A chaotic collage of obscenely bright neon colors. Varying shades of orange, yellow, blue, green, pink all swirled, splattered, blotted covers the floor, walls and ceiling 2) Polished wood floors, white ceiling, pale green walls with a wheat or ivy pattern for a border. In a few area people are p...

OK, I'll give it a try.... 1. My Bible, because it reminds me of truth 2. My palm pilot with several games to keep my hands busy 3. An "adequate" supply of history/biography/philosophy books, to keep my mind busy 4. A notebook and pen to write down thoughts 5. A baseball bat, because sometime it jus...

** ** ** SU triggers ** ** ** ** ** ** ** ** ** ** D: I can't explain to you how I feel right now. I have this secret, my SI, my feelings of self-hatred, that you just don't understand. We speak of self esteem, but you don't have any idea. I vascillate between thinking you can't possibly love me and...

M: You have absolutely no idea who I am. None. You've had almost 40 years to find out and you blew it. For years I've listened to your accusations and blame about how I've behaved badly. I'm through. I'm tired of you not caring about me. No, I'm not going to call you back. No, I don't owe you an exp...

Sometimes I will pluck my leg hair with tweezers. It keeps my hands busy, requires me to focus, is time consuming, and is functional as well. Whoa, considering the density, it could keep me busy for several <i>days</i> if I worked straight-through. Of course, being blonde (and I'm sure there are a ...

Proximity wrote: people have hairy toes? like hobbits?

I'm not well-versed in hobbitry, but yes indeed, some of us have hairy toes. Speaking of which, where <i>did</i> those tweezers go.....

Not to burst anyone's bubble, but it <b>too</b> becomes less painful as you do it more.