I Am My Own Worst Enemy Stories of Experiences

I don't know why I keep doing this to myself I feel like breaking down and crying at everything and anything but the evil inside me wont let me shed the tears I have gotten so used to pushing the real me and my emotions deep down that I...

Dear Me,
Meet Myself.
I'm here to show you that I am going to hurt you more than anyone else will in your life. I am a mixture of all your enemies, except for one important thing. I know all your secrets, all your flaws.
Dear Me, meet...

I should be happy right? Right? On paper I have everything going look at me I look happy right? Look past that-I'm actually dead. Why should I feel sorry for me when there are people out in the world a lot worse off? Am I selfish? I am...

For six years I held it down so far down that it began to rot I am not me anymore I died a long time ago I don't even kno when it happened all the little changes I had to make turned me into a monster I'm left with no friends just u n...

Why can't I stop? Minds gone blank every time i try to express wat I'm feeling I feel sick I talk too much then I remember all the bad things n they bubble up inside me rise to the surface n dats wen I explode I start to make up really...

My mind likes to torture itself. Make itself paranoid. Weigh out every single bad thing that could happen, play it to me like a bad recording of hypothetical failure or depression. I try to escape my thoughts at night, instead I end up...

I am my own worst enemy in a lot of ways but I'm actually kind of my own worst enemy really literally too. I realized I sort of enjoy feeling frustrated so sometimes I think I subconsciously make myself get frustrated. Like I'll for...

Today I just want to find a refuge or a hole to crawl in. I wish I had known then what I know now. My sin haunts me. There isn't any relief to be found. How can u hide from god. He is always there always judging. I used to run to him...

I am my own worst enemy. No one would possibly hate me, more than I hate myself. I get down on myself way too many times, and about some of the most stupidist shit in the world. I just hate that more than anything, but I don't know how...

Something happens every time I try to sleep. Somehow my depression and insomnia are inextricably linked in a way I can't understand. It a kind of sick chicken and egg debate. All I know is that one always leads to the other. So why...

I am insecure.
I never had a good father figure, so I'm always looking for someone that will protect me, look out for me, and guide me through life, whether it's virtualy or in reality, out in the real world.
My ideal male guardian...

On April 1, 2010, I finally found my voice. I stood up for myself against my boyfriend and dumped him. I suffered for a long time after that. Sexual harassment. Rumors. Bullying. I suffered.
On November 10, 2010, I started cutting to...

I seek enlightenment, it consumes me. The depth of this knowledge is bottomless, I'm looking for for seekers that are more advanced then myself. I feel like exploding into a ball of light.

I know every secret I have.
I am familiar every weakness I have.
I know myself very well.

Just done with hating myself. I know im a decent guy. NO regrets about who i am. Too long I let negative feelings because of failure with women and success of other men and women frustrate me. I know who i am and i have seen what i...

I don't even think words can describe how much I need self harm, it controls me, I don't control it anymore.

I have always hoped to make lots of friends. I have never made that goal a reality. I am unsure what happened originally but i realize as time has gone on I have become more and more eager for people to like me.
Lately, things have...

My greatest regret is the burning of one particular bridge. This bridge lead to a world of such beauty of kindness. A soul of such faith and honour. She was perfect, she is perfect. And I guess her perfection, her beauty and her...

As the blade run through my skin, I felt the familiar relief. I could still feel then, I wasn't the hollow shell I thought I was. I watched the blood ooze and smile. One day this would all be over.

I have tried anorexia, and became very weak, as I dance each day of the week more than healthy hours, intense competitive, world class dancing. I tried bulimia,
and it was so challenging to let the waste come out. I hate myself every...