I Hate Myself Stories of Experiences

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i think one of the hardest things to do is to stop hating yourself and learn to love yourself.
i haven't the slightest clue of how to do it.
i've no idea how one even starts that...

I think Albert Einstein once said 'the definition of insanity is doing the same thing over and over and expecting different results.' Well, once again I proved Einstein, or whoever said this,100% correct.

I just had a telephone panel...

Was it always this screwed up? I mean sure everyone has those days where nothing goes right, or everything just didn't meet expectations. But it seems like nothing goes right for me. I often wonder if my family would be better without...

so fucked up in my fucking head, I don't know how much longer I can do this. I see things, and I want to smash them. I see bones, I want to break them. I see trees, I want to piss gasoline into their roots. I see happiness, but I'm...

How can I forget her,She Took everything for me she left me took my sweet beautiful boys,and left me oly enough pain to stain the sky She could never understand that once my sons were born there was noone and nothing that would matter...

i screwed everything up, this should be a nice day but i have a sort of eating disorder
today i had chosen to eat more and more but i have my regrets and i feel ashamed i shouldnt be ...i almost lost 20kg in 2 years but ...my mind is...

I hate my scars. My cuts, my burns, my self harm. I hate my anxiety, depression, and that little voice inside my head telling me that life just isn't worth it anymore. I hate my suicidal thoughts, my suicide attempts, and my whole past...

she's had to take the mirror out of my room, she's had t search me for razor blades and sharpeners because i use anything to cut. i dont eat some days because i hate my weight.
i cant look in the mirror without crying, i cant look at...

blood is dripping from my soul, i am surrounded by my weakness ..
i am a failure without reality

i'm a psychlogical murderer, a freak who can suck up your last energy by being myself.

i am a freakshow

Your body is absolutely amazing. It goes on for 16+ hours a day with only about 8 hours of sleep for about 80 something odd years, give or take a few. It puts up with all of the abuse you give it by falling of your bike, running into a...

Right from small i am always shy.i got friends but i enjoyed very less.i always feel discouraged and i didn't want to go out.i am very feared about the social situations. sometimes i used to think to get out but i am quite nervous in...

When I started secondary school, I thought it was going to be great. I could go to all these clubs and make new friends and do well in school. That was until I joined the Internet. This sounds really stupid but I suddenly became lazy...

I hate myself. I'm so insecure. I feel like everyone around me is better than me in some way. I can never be good at anything. I feel like the fattest out of my group of friends and the ugliest. I feel like no guy even looks at me...

Its just all wrong. And the one thing that felt right went left. I climbed up and fell down. I woke up and fell asleep. I drove fast and flew by. I wanted and didn't take. I have fallen and can't get up. I attempted but failed. I...

Hi, its me Katie, im KatiwGotcha7 and have 2 accounts, so no1 add me but SammySweetHeart

All of my life I have done nothing. I have been depressed since before I can remember. I have hated things about life, about myself, about the world. I have been angry for years, but otherwise almost emotionless. I tried to enjoy the...

My thunderthighs.

My stretchmarks. I mean I guess you could say I look like a tiger but in all honesty they are absolutely everywhere and I just look ridiculously hideous because of them.

When I tilt my face a certain way it makes my...

I put an excellent front onto the amount of bad feelings underneath the surface. My exterior exudes confidence and happiness, something I have trained myself to do over the past few years. It was the only way I could move past a...

I was born on the 3rd of June 1997. My life was okay. at the age of 7 and after my life changed not to best but to the worst. My mom started hitting me severely . I used to cry even when am sleeping not on purpose but out of the pain i...

When the Rose colored
glasses
cured the lazy eye
of my Child Ghost,
the lenses faded away
when I needed them most.
Sometimes, I still can
picture the days-
of tacky-dress-up.
These memories
are Child Ghost games
that run away
with the...