I know how difficult life can be sometimes, especially not being able to express your emotions even though you are surrounded with people, so I'm there for anyone who needs a voice.

Doing any of the things we used to causes me to breakdown into a teary mess.

I tried to go back into her room today after avoiding it for a week, opening a door has never been the hardest thing, I knew she wouldn't be in there but some very small part of me was hoping that the past few weeks were all in my head,

They aren't, my baby girl is dead and she isn't coming back.

I just feel empty inside, like a void had formed that will stay there forever.

It's very quiet, and it hurts.

No music coming from her room or her talking on the phone, or finding something small to make fun of me for.

It's going to be this quiet forever, and I can't take it,

I can't take any of this anymore.

She was only 15, and had her entire life to look forward to, now she won't be looking forward to anything, and saying I feel like shit is a massive understatement.

This is a post for just for you.

I just wanted you to know that you are special. You are kind. You care for others. You are so talented. You are unique. You are intelligent. You are beautiful. You are important.

You've made it, today! I'm proud of you for letting yourself see a new day. I'm proud of you for letting yourself sleep in a little longer, for eating what you want to, for showering when you want to, for going for a walk, or even just listening to some music at home.

Life's been real mean to you lately but you've been doing so well to shove the negatives to the side. You are literally so damn strong and every fibre of my being loves you for that. Don't forget it!

Come and talk with me whenever you want to. I'll always listen with unconditional positive regard for you because you rock!

Hope this helps anyone who needs it, I am just a 20 year old stranger on the internet.

EDIT: Sorry for replying to everyone, all of you are breathtaking 💚

I can't do this anymore I can't do anything right my daughter is gone... Like come on why? If there is a God why? Why take my baby? And on top of this I can't make rent and I'm getting evicted if I don't pay..... I've been in my bed sobbing with a gun in my hand.... Getting evicted is the last straw.... I'm done I can't do this anymore I'm only 24 I never expected to die this young

Whatever you have done this year leave it behind and move on. Forgive yourself and start fresh. It's never too late. I know it's easier said than done but you have to try. For those who are feeling a little here's something for you Don't be upsetti, eat spaghetti

I often cry myself to sleep but mostly I cant sleep coz I'm an insomniac. When I'm done shaking and whimpering after panic attacks, I console myself and close my eyes and imagine someone holding me, telling me that its okay, that they care. There is nothing sexual about this at all. Its just a person being there for me. I dont like being judged. This may sound weird and creepy to you but if you have friends, you wouldn't get it. You really wouldn't. I'm not even asking for a group of friends, Im asking for just one individual. Its like they dont exist. I'll probs die alone. And if things go the way they're going, I'll probably end it myself. Nobody will give a fuck. What would be the epitaph? "He died the way he lived. Alone, fucked up, broken and depressed". Anyone else feel the same way? (DM me if you wanna talk)

He was only about 10 or 11, and seemed to be slowing down during the last few days and was really tired. Even though he went for a walk yesterday and was zooming around like he usually did

woke up this morning to find him dead in his bed, guess it was just old age and I don't want to think that he was in any pain

just really really sad rn and could use some nice words

obligatory dog tax : https://imgur.com/BFCoVwv His name was Socks and he was a Lurcher, he was sometimes naughty and did what he liked; he could open doors and the bin to get food out. But he was a sweet and kind boy who put up with lots of different dogs coming here when I'd look after them

I'm going to miss him so much.

edit: just wanted to say thanks so much for all your comments and condolences, I'm sorry if I don't respond to you; feel kinda drained. Just know your kindness is very much appreciated.

Recently I witnessed a suicide attempt whilst walking my dog (My countries lockdown allows one walk a day). I saw the man jump from his third story window, he survived the fall and I called the ambulance, staying with him until it arrived. Whilst we waited he managed to get up and I have no idea how. His skull was caving in and eyes swollen shut. He shouted to his god Allah and insisted that this day was the day he would arrive. I tried to reassure him and told him I was listening. When help arrived he fought them. Now days on I am bombarded with flashbacks to the moment of seeing him exit the window. I have nightmares of finding bodies on the street. I feel selfish for feeling bad for myself over this experience, this was his moment not mine.

I look forward to the days lockdown is over and I no longer feel so trapped within my apartment, far to much time to dwell on things and make myself miserable.

Edit: thank you all so, so much for making me feel less alone. I love you all.

My soulmate and the love of my life and I worked together. We fell in love and got together on August 14, 2018. It had been his 34th birthday on August 1st and my 29th birthday was on August 24th but I was travelling so we said we will celebrate our big 30 and 35 together this year instead.

The year we spent together was the best year of my entire life. He was so loving, so caring, so compassionate, so so so wonderful. He brought joy to my life in ways I didn't know possible. I felt like the luckiest woman alive. It was like my whole life I had been waiting to meet the one, and when I met him the curtain was unveiled and I knew immediately I found him. He designed my engagement ring, and we were sorting out family matters before we get engaged.

July 7 of this year we went out in the afternoon after work. He was never one for romantic cliches but he took me to see the sunset by the beach, a thing I loved and he made fun of. July 8 I didn't get to see him but I spoke to him before bed and he told me he would take me again that weekend "unless something big happens". He went out with his friend and I went to sleep. 2 hours later he was assaulted by a random drunk man.

The man kicked him in the head, causing a severe brain injury, and for 15 days he fought while in a coma. Even when he was pronounced brain dead, his body clung on, until finally on July 23 he could hold on no more. We met on a Tuesday, he was hit on a Tuesday, was pronounced brain dead on a Tuesday, and passed away on a Tuesday. He didn't make it to his 35th or my 30th. I then found out he had rented our first apartment and decorated it to my liking to surprise me with it on my birthday. We both had just opened a company. We both just got our PhD acceptances. Our life ended before it even began.

Our family and friends supported me and continue to support me so I put on a brave face, but I honestly don't see the point of being here anymore. I would never take my own life, and I do believe this was his destiny, so I accepted that he is gone and I am here, but I am struggling so much. I feel guilty being here without him. I miss him so much and every single thing on this earth reminds me of him. I can't find a way out of my own head, no matter who I talk to or what I do. I talked about it loads, then stopped. I wrote my feelings loads, then stopped. Nothing seems to help for too long.

Now I'm just here, waiting for my turn to follow him. I've even written my will. I can't see the future anymore. It's honestly the worst pain I've ever felt and it won't go away. I know they say time will heal but every second hurts. I'm exhausted.

Please pray for my dad. He’s in the ICU right now with COVID and pneumonia. Please please please pray for his recovery and his health. He’s my best friend. I need him safe. I want him home and healthy :( I’m begging anyone and everyone to pray for him please.

A little motivation for those who need it. Well I am up for a chat. I am an 18 year old dude.

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I’m not sure how to process this or how I should be feeling right now. When I got the news, I couldn’t stop crying. I broke out into hives it was so bad. Now, I’m sitting at home on my couch and I feel emotionless. I feel like the world has stopped moving. The thought of never hearing my friends voice again, of never hearing their laugh, I can’t even bare it.

Hey it's me again 20/M, hope this helps anyone who needs it.

And no, I'm not talking about platonic gestures like hugs from friends/family. I'm talking about romantic/intimate hugs, cuddling, holding someone's hand, resting your head on their shoulder, rubbing their back, etc. People seem to equate the two but they're obviously very different and the need for romantic affection can't be fulfilled by a hug from a friend. Honestly, when it comes to friends and family I'm not really that big on hugs/physical touch. My family actually pokes fun at me for being quite stiff and awkward when hugged.

But I fantasize about romantic affection all the time, and I often crave it so desperately that it drives me to tears. I don't cry easily, and the first time it happened I was kind of shocked and wondered if it was normal. Now it's happened several times since. Does anyone else do this? Am I just being sensitive or is this normal?

He died 1 week ago, he died in a very bad car accident. He was my everything. He was so sweet and handsome. We have a 3 year old son. I've had 6 miscarriages. Such tragic loss. I need a kind voice

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I’m six months out and I cannot fathom getting through the next six months, let alone forever. We found out he would die August 2nd 2019 and he was born and died August 8th. I found out in December that I was pregnant and due when? August 2nd. My neighbor is due that week, my coworker is due that week and my friend from therapy is due exactly the 2nd.

January 2nd 2020 I had a miscarriage. This week I find out my cousin is due August 2nd. Why can I not have a break. It is everywhere in my life now. I fear my heart will be crushed any moment. I want my son. I want the baby I lost after him. How can I have had and lost two children in six months ? What else can I do but cry and hope that I can live enough to take care of my living daughter. Life is devastating. My body feels rotted out and I wish I could be truly happy again.

The suicide prevention hotline is nothing but a joke. I called because I really needed someone to talk to about my scary and intrusive thoughts. Instead I get this rude woman who sounds like a damn chainsmoker telling me my problem didn’t warrant a call to the hotline. I was like...I AM in crisis mode, and I’m having suicidal ideologies as well. So, I hung up a minute in and I’m just really upset right now. Feel stuck right now, and nobody seems to understand what I’m dealing with. It’s just tiring. All I need is some to get me and not hate on me.

I don’t know what to do anymore everything is just falling apart my fiancé died in April and I’ve been so lost she was pregnant and it just seemed like everything was going perfect like after all the abuse I took as a child meant nothing I found something even better I found love.....the grief has not stopped it’s getting worse I just can’t do this anymore....I’ve lost my job due to the pandemic...I’ve barley been able to eat and I’m going to be homeless soon....my landlords dosent care about my situation at all...I begged and pleaded something I never thought I’d do but it dosent matter I just can’t keep going like this....why did they take her away from me my unborn child....all I have is questions but not answers......Not one

This sub is called kind voice so you would assume those offering their voices will be kind. This is not always the case. I just had a terrible talk with someone who, before I even could bring up what I was ready to be vulnerable about, began judging and belittling me for my previous posts. Personally I’m very discouraged from sharing anymore. Be safe out there y’all.

Update: shout out to all you supportive people. I messaged the mods about it and they got the chat history for me. A warning was issued. I’m ok with with this. I’m reasonable. The person didn’t do anything horrible, just things that were not representative of this sub and just unkind.

I found out I have lung disease earlier this year and they did more tests last week. I have an aggressive kind that will essentially destroy the lungs and kill me. Most patients have 3-5 years. Half my lungs are already damaged so I don’t know what that does to the math.

I have a sweet family, young kids (3 yo and 4 months old) and I’m devastated. I haven’t told anyone yet as I’m awaiting final word from one other doctor, which will be in any day now. I can feel the pressure of the impending call weighing on me, I’m just so sad. This is going to break my mom’s heart and hurt my partner so much. I can’t believe I don’t get to see my sweet kids grow up.

It just feels so surreal. It really doesn’t feel real sometimes and then it’ll knock the air out of me when I think about it. I don’t know what to do.

Edit: you are all amazing! Thank you all so much. I can’t tell you helpful it is to just talk about it. Thank you all for being so kind and understanding.

If anyone is feeling lonely, hurt, or just needs someone to talk to, I’ll be here. If you send me a message I’ll be sure to respond.

I am always thinking about something. I swear I could just sit and chat with someone for HOURS. A friend. A stranger. A therapist. Anyone really. I do go to therapy (Anxiety and depression) but... an hour? That’s such a small amount of time when you’re talking about life in general and the things that cross your mind. I have such a vast imagination that it comes back to bite me in the ass sometimes. I don’t know where I’m going with this, but I love this sub- very kind people with lots of kind words. The world needs more of that. I am always down for good conversation with someone just wanting to talk about absolutely A N Y T H I N G 😊

Editing to add: feel free to DM me if you want to chat! This is for anyone ❤️ I think good conversation can be very therapeutic and calming.

I am safe in a hotel with my daughter. We gotta be out in AM and no clue where we will go. Not a virtual pan handling request just need a friend to vent to and maybe get some advice

I’ve got a listening ear and an open heart if:

*You want a judgement-free zone to vent without feeling pressure to hold back.

*You want a judgement-free zone to vent and get advice or an objective opinion.

*You want an easygoing, fun conversation to take your mind off your troubles.

*Anything and everything in between.

We don’t know each other yet, but I already consider myself your friend, so please let me know what I can do to help :) I really do care!