I am sad, depressed, angry, nervous, mad, anxious, suicidal, and crazy. I want to cut, I Just want to sleep, I don't want to fake a smile any more. I am not alright and I just want a hug."
What I actually say:
inside trying to turn a cheek from all the adversities faced this year that have made me more pessimistic than ever. It's impossible to not see this world is full of more cruelty and sinister nature just look at the music industry let alone society. Personally, as if my efforts...
I dont want to be a burden. I wish i could do it myself. I know i cant do it myself, but i dont have anybody to tell... Exept my parents, but they never listen...
Sometimes i wish the world made me feel important and loved.
I feel ignored.
worry about me. If I tell someone that I have a problem, they'll try to figure it out or tell others and that's how people start talking about me. I had that happen to me all my life growing up and now still and I just want it to stop. I hate that I say it cause I'm not fine at...
Sometimes…when I say "I'm fine”, I want someone to look into my eyes and say "Tell the truth"
Does anyone REALLY care how I’m feeling?
To make it easier on everyone involved I say “I’m fine”…”I’m ok”…”I’m good”
In the end I don’t think it really...
I'm so tired of saying I'm fine when I'm not just to make others around me comfortable I could spit fire! I'm going to spend the next half of my life saying whatever the frick I want to! I will be the crazy old lady who shocks everyone with her potty mouth!
I hate my past. I hate my present. I hate everything I am. I go to bed every night wishing i can find 'my people' to fine love and magic. I feel as though I am not living and as though I am living in a dream I can't tell what is reality anymore. I starve myself because I am fat...
when asked. No one knows the real me. I keep up my guard so I will not be hurt like I was as a child by my family. When I am hurt I need to walk away, process and try to face the issue. My husband on the other hand was taught to ignore the issues so this adds to our troubles...
and get tested for depression and an anxiety disorder. I've done all these tests online because it's the closest I can get to the real thing. My depression results came in as moderate/severe and when I did the anxiety disorder test I got a 76 which is the second higher score you...
My definition of not fine, is when you can't make it through a normal day. If I suddenly can't, I'll let people know.
Having any other definition of "not fine" and it'll probably apply for the entire human race, and I don't want a poor cashier or bus driver hear me rant about...
"I'm fine." I say it when I mean it; I say it when I mean the opposite.
Because, let's face it - when someone asks how I'm doing, it's not polite to say "Inside my head, a blood-curdling scream is drowning out my thoughts."
So instead, I say "I'm fine."
I wield my "I'm fine" like a shield, protecting my heart and my sanity, keeping the pain locked away in some secret location I never visit. Those of you who have been strong for too long, who have held back too many tears, who have woken up with drenched pillows or waited for...
always say good or fine but really it was horrible I am considered a loser at my school but people aren't mean to me to my face but boy there are so many rumors about me like omg what did I ever do to them. Whatever when I turn 18 those jerks should probably have grown up.
Arthur: [after Arthur's cut off both of the Black Knight's arms] Look, you stupid B@st@rd. You've got no arms left.
Black Knight: Yes I have.
King Arthur: *Look*!
Black Knight: 'TIS BUT A FLESH WOUND
A pin ***** in the heart.
just a tiny thing.
but enough to make me worry...
when asked how we are, even though we're not. Yet, when a friend who is obviously not "fine" says it to us, how many of us take the time to insist, to ask how are you really? How many of us care enough to tell that friend: "Come on, this is me you're talking to. What's wrong...
but I'm not. Is anyone really? We say we're fine, but we're not. I hide behind a smile everyday. Does anyone notice? Funny, how much a smile can hide. One of my guy friends, I'll call him Aaron, says that I must have had something really bad happen to me, since I'm always...
that people just talk to me cuz its either they're bored or maybe no one else will talk to them. That I'm that person u can talk to because well I'm always here.
It feels like shtt to be honest, I hate it.. I want to be wanted and needed for real.. not just the girl u'll message...
People always ask that
How are you?
If I answered truthfully I'd say:
On the verge of tears
On the verge of a nervous breakdown
Like giving up
I'm just a burden
A bother to people
Never good enough
more difficult than you would even want to imagine. I don't want to discuss it. If you want to know more about me I have written them in my experiences. They are not written out as a litany of events, rather highlights of events. I have done my best to convey my message and...
because I was taught never let other people see a weakness. I say it because in life I was built to be the strong one even when I have my weak moments. I say it cause I know in my bad moments it's always someone else going thru worse.
never told anyone like i was treated badly and slapped I can't stand when pepole wanna help when they don't I'm breaking down inside and I can't control my self am I going to kill my self I'm so scared...
the perfect lie with a fake smile. But behind that smile isn't fine. Sometimes we say we're fine when we actually aren't.
I use fine as a word to end conversation. 'How are you?' 'Fine, how are you?' and a little more small talk and then that's it. That's usually how it goes...