Thoughts on best cope

Today my mum my was in my room talking about how ill she feels after just getting back from the doctor. She always likes opening up to me talking about this type of stuff and I always try my best to help her and make her feel better but only when I feel like it. I’m selfish and most of the time only care about myself. This time she seemed really drained as it is Easter holidays and after loads of work she finally gets to rest. It was her birthday yesterday so I bought her a handbag and some flowers using because I was in a good mood using the money off my dad because I’m a selfish piece of shit who doesn’t want to use his own money. It’s was Mother’s Day recently and I basically got her nothing. I like drawing so I spent lads of time on a drawing for her but she didn’t seem to give a fuck and got really angry at me for not doing the right thing and never making an effort. Anyways while she was in my room I leant back and my hoodie covering all the cuts on my body no longer was covering them and she saw everything in my body. She seemed shocked but that even that shocked as she has seen them once before but I told her some bullshit story on how I got them. I don’t think she believed me but probably just wanted me to feel better. She instantly got really angry and inspected my whole body not like there’s anything wrong with that it’s good parenting. Dark purple cuts in the shape of crosses everywhere she couldn’t even look at me called me a fucking failure and left basically not acknowledging me for the rest of the day. She said I can have one more day before she tells my dad who is definitely going to literally give up on me as his only son. I wish I would have died much earlier than today. I did it on my forearm mostly as a timer during the winter in December so that when summer or spring came along and it was time to wear short sleeves I would be forced to rope. Another selfish act from me. I was supposed to already I have tied the noose to the tree but was too scared. Im failing in school and I am nothing like the kid my parents wanted me to be so being called a failure is nothing I haven’t heard before. Everytime we meet other children with their parents they always are so proud of the other kids then slowly turn to me in disgust and just out me on all my secrets and everything I can’t do like I’m some broken robot. Often when it comes to these type of things with them a blood vessel feels like it’s going to burst in my head or I’m going to be violently sick. I need a cope, reassurance or rope fuel or any other ways to rope

 

[underwearremover]

holy formatting

 

[Mess]

Self harm is gay as fuck, hit the gym or something.

 

[tastas]

yeah dont cut urself thats bad
use the rage and put it into like the gym or something. people arent depressed for no reason, theres something in your life thats causing pain just find what it is and fix it.

 

[carti lover]

View attachment 4893883Today my mum my was in my room talking about how ill she feels after just getting back from the doctor. She always likes opening up to me talking about this type of stuff and I always try my best to help her and make her feel better but only when I feel like it. I’m selfish and most of the time only care about myself. This time she seemed really drained as it is Easter holidays and after loads of work she finally gets to rest. It was her birthday yesterday so I bought her a handbag and some flowers using because I was in a good mood using the money off my dad because I’m a selfish piece of shit who doesn’t want to use his own money. It’s was Mother’s Day recently and I basically got her nothing. I like drawing so I spent lads of time on a drawing for her but she didn’t seem to give a fuck and got really angry at me for not doing the right thing and never making an effort. Anyways while she was in my room I leant back and my hoodie covering all the cuts on my body no longer was covering them and she saw everything in my body. She seemed shocked but that even that shocked as she has seen them once before but I told her some bullshit story on how I got them. I don’t think she believed me but probably just wanted me to feel better. She instantly got really angry and inspected my whole body not like there’s anything wrong with that it’s good parenting. Dark purple cuts in the shape of crosses everywhere she couldn’t even look at me called me a fucking failure and left basically not acknowledging me for the rest of the day. She said I can have one more day before she tells my dad who is definitely going to literally give up on me as his only son. I wish I would have died much earlier than today. I did it on my forearm mostly as a timer during the winter in December so that when summer or spring came along and it was time to wear short sleeves I would be forced to rope. Another selfish act from me. I was supposed to already I have tied the noose to the tree but was too scared. Im failing in school and I am nothing like the kid my parents wanted me to be so being called a failure is nothing I haven’t heard before. Everytime we meet other children with their parents they always are so proud of the other kids then slowly turn to me in disgust and just out me on all my secrets and everything I can’t do like I’m some broken robot. Often when it comes to these type of things with them a blood vessel feels like it’s going to burst in my head or I’m going to be violently sick. I need a cope, reassurance or rope fuel or any other ways to rope

what caused u to sh?

 

[Sub->CL]

My arms used to look the same, now they are white lines that are hardly visible.
This is a looksmaxxing forum, you must SH in a way that doesn't make you look like an unstable retard.

 

[norwoodingmanlet]

View attachment 4893883Today my mum my was in my room talking about how ill she feels after just getting back from the doctor. She always likes opening up to me talking about this type of stuff and I always try my best to help her and make her feel better but only when I feel like it. I’m selfish and most of the time only care about myself. This time she seemed really drained as it is Easter holidays and after loads of work she finally gets to rest. It was her birthday yesterday so I bought her a handbag and some flowers using because I was in a good mood using the money off my dad because I’m a selfish piece of shit who doesn’t want to use his own money. It’s was Mother’s Day recently and I basically got her nothing. I like drawing so I spent lads of time on a drawing for her but she didn’t seem to give a fuck and got really angry at me for not doing the right thing and never making an effort. Anyways while she was in my room I leant back and my hoodie covering all the cuts on my body no longer was covering them and she saw everything in my body. She seemed shocked but that even that shocked as she has seen them once before but I told her some bullshit story on how I got them. I don’t think she believed me but probably just wanted me to feel better. She instantly got really angry and inspected my whole body not like there’s anything wrong with that it’s good parenting. Dark purple cuts in the shape of crosses everywhere she couldn’t even look at me called me a fucking failure and left basically not acknowledging me for the rest of the day. She said I can have one more day before she tells my dad who is definitely going to literally give up on me as his only son. I wish I would have died much earlier than today. I did it on my forearm mostly as a timer during the winter in December so that when summer or spring came along and it was time to wear short sleeves I would be forced to rope. Another selfish act from me. I was supposed to already I have tied the noose to the tree but was too scared. Im failing in school and I am nothing like the kid my parents wanted me to be so being called a failure is nothing I haven’t heard before. Everytime we meet other children with their parents they always are so proud of the other kids then slowly turn to me in disgust and just out me on all my secrets and everything I can’t do like I’m some broken robot. Often when it comes to these type of things with them a blood vessel feels like it’s going to burst in my head or I’m going to be violently sick. I need a cope, reassurance or rope fuel or any other ways to rope

stop cutting yourself. I won't read your whole thread because there is no excuse

we are all suffering to some degree; even chad goes to bed depressed some days. this is your life so either LDAR or take control. It's not like anyone will care if you rot anyway, pussy.

your mom is sick? prove to her you can help her get healthy and start now not tmr or stay the way u always were and are reading this