Bitch Box (v1.613)

Bitch away. Complaining's good sometimes. Yes it is. Bitching's good to get off your chest. Reply

Also, if you disagree with something someone says here, frankly, you should keep it to yourself. This page is for bitching, venting, ranting, fuming, etc., it's not intended as a place where people are required to justify their emotions, please do not expect them to. Reply

The above does not include cyber-hugging, comfort etc. Reply


Even though I'm used to having a permanent daily reminder of my addiction to self harm via scars on my body, seeing my coworker's scars for some reason made me more tempted to cut than I've been in months. It doesn't even make sense. I've come to terms with it all. It's been years since I've hurt myself, and I can handle the day-to-day temptations that come up because I used it as a crutch for so long. Most days I forget that it ever happened, even with the scars. For some reason this happened to just be too much, and it wasn't even that I had a good reason for feeling that way - I had completely ridiculous reasoning behind wanting to cut. It wasn't as if I needed it - it was just this strange nostalgic feeling. Part of me so much wants it to be something far, far away in the past that I can look back on and yet this other part of me lingers that wants nothing more than to fall back into the same old pattern. I really don't think it will ever completely go away. Addiction is... Mean. I have a thousand reasons why I shouldn't do it, but I have this fear that I will someday break my record, and be completely disappointed in myself, and have to be accountable in some way to someone. I don't want this. Reply


My mom's being all depressed, and I'm being ridiculously selfish, wanting her to snap out of it so that I can ask her to go hang out with friends later in the month... Reply

She does this so often, randomly goes into a bad mood and spouts off about how I'm an ungrateful bitch, and it's not like I'm going through anything. Reply

We switched rooms a while back, and tonight she out of nowhere tells me to move my stuff into the other room, which I HATE. It seems so small, and sad, the light's broken and I keep stepping on things. Reply

It might sound silly, but the energy of the room is just OFF. Reply

She's been so awful lately, and I just feel hateful and spiteful, like punching and kicking everything in sight. Reply

I kinda like two really cool camper guys. One who led me on and keeps blowing me off and flirting with my friends, and one who's just the sweetest guy ever, who I hope to be friends with forever. Reply

After tomorrow I won't be able to eat anything that involves chewing, thanks to braces. Reply

I'm thinking about how nice it would be to have a picnic with loved ones who have died in my life. Some raspberries and clementines would be welcome, too. Reply

I don't feel very pretty at the moment... Reply

I don't know why, but I just want to curl up in a ball in the corner, and have someone hold me and tell me I'm loved. Reply

My feelings make no sense. Reply

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... I'm barely keeping it together. Reply


I had a shitty day and told my friends about it, and they did a very underwhelming job of cheering me up. Guys, I know I seem happy most of the time, but when I'm sad, I'm sad, even if I might seem happy, I'm still sad, until I mention that I'm not. I'm easy. Just say nice things to me next time. Be all sweet and stuff. Kthxbye. Reply


So, the other night I was watching the men's Olympic Figure Skating with my parents. I enjoyed it, except: My dad won't shut up about how 'gay' the skaters are. I've already asked him to turn off the gaydar when he watches the Games, but he didn't. It makes me uncomfortable to listen to him, and angry, because I know he's operating based on an assumption (assumptions are, in my opinion, untrustworthy) based on a stereotype (also generally untrustworthy), yet he seems to treat this guess as fact. And I'm not used to seeing people this way, deeming them gay or straight or whatever based on the way they act. And I don't want to see others this way. I feel like it's not my job to assume, or assign someone a sexual orientation; that should be the other person's job. Reply

And did I mention that I'm bisexual and haven't informed my family? Seeing this, I'm now afraid how my dad will see me, when and if I decide to come out. If it will change his perception of me. Will he assign a negative stereotype to me, too? In his eyes, am I supposed to be some sort of slut, or just unable to make up my mind already? Reply

I'm the artistic one of the family. I love seeing these men skate. The dance-like movements, the music, and the costumes. The sweeping motions turn me on. Yes, some of the men look sort of vaguely androgynous. They have that slim build. (I think that sort of build may be what a skater needs, not like I'm an expert.) And they have those costumes, oh god, look at that. Isn't that somehow feminine in a way I may not be able to describe if directly asked. (The costumes are part of the package, jackass.) Oh, and did you hear about how SoNSo actually designed his own costume? How much of a faggot is that guy?? What does all this mean? Does it mean that men can't be artistic or creative? What the fuck? Surely that isn't right! Reply

And I can tell that my mom agrees with him, in sort of a subtle way. And that just makes me feel like — like I'm the only one who doesn't agree. Like I'm the only one around who's not comfortable assessing someone else's sexual orientation. Like I'm the only person who thinks that's wrong. Just— ARRGHH. And I'm afraid to confront him too directly, or say 'hey, I think that's wrong', because doing so will expose me. I feel like he'll say something like no, I won't do that, because that's stupid or why would you ever think that? I don't see any reason why you don't like what I do. Basically, I don't want to be ridiculed. Grahhh. Reply

If you read all that, you're awesome. Any advice would be welcome.♥ Reply

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I am doomed to be alone because I am incapable of settling for anything less than extraordinary. Reply

All I want is a cuddly, intelligent, talkative, hilarious, spontaneous, adventurous extrovert with introverted tendencies and hair that’s fun to play with, deep eyes, big dreams, good hygiene, a killer smile, an animal side, an adaptable sense of humor, a strong mind, body, and a realistic zombie plan. Oh, and who’ll also watch chick flicks, Firefly, Legend of the Seeker, and horror movies with me, dance with me, wrestle with me, write songs about me, love me for everything that I am, and, on occasion, blow raspberries on my tummy. Is that really so much to ask? Reply

Answer: Most likely. Reply

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  • @ Yakri — Dude, this girl is so phenomenal that, as a matter of fact, she will definitely find that person. I am 94% certain, with no exaggeration. @ The Wonderful Girl Don't worry, that person is somewhere, and if life doesn't totally suck, you'll find them.
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  • This doesn't sound that hard. It sounds like me. And what I want. I also seem to only want extraordinary. It makes it really difficult sometimes. I knew(know) a girl that I love, and who I thought had all of that, but somehow didn't suit me right. But that does sound like me.
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  • Original poster here. I don't know exactly who you are, but I think I have a pretty good idea. And if you are who I think you are, then I am that girl you're talking about. So. Good job, mister.
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  • Ummummumm... I highly doubt that, actually. You don't have the writing style/facts of the girlies I've dated on here. :< Sorry to ruin your figurings out.
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  • Well. This is simultaneously awkward, relieving and irksome. But not your fault in the slightest. Sorry for jumping at you; it seemed like something a guy I knew (know) might say, but now that I think about it, it's next to impossible that he wouldn't have known it was me. Whoever you are, I hope that you find someone who's your personal kind of extraordinary. :]
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  • So this is making me laugh a little, but I wouldn't put it beyond myself to not recognize when someone was talking about me... I'm probably the most likely person to do that, actually. And the two people who I thought I was talking to WEREN'T YOU. Laughs So, yeah, it could be me, but I'm not talking about you, if it is you, as far as I know. <3 Oh my, this is confusing. Hope you're doing okay Missy.
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I've reached my limit. I hate my job. I hate school. I hate where I live. I hate the weather. My friends are so busy and so absent minded that they rarely contact me and when they do, our schedules never match. I live with someone completely neurotic. My life basically consists of being miserable at school, being miserable at work, and them coming home to homework, tension headaches so bad I can't sleep. I don't have time for anything fun. All I do is be miserable. I hate this. Reply


Why must I always get crushes on guys that are 5/6 years older than me! this is not OK. Reply


I'm pregnant... It kinda sucks I'm always tired and feel sick alot.. and I can't tell anyone other then my boyfriend why, because I am having an abortion and I don't want everyone to know this even happened in the first place, and it's my choice not to keep it, so I don't feel like I have to tell them and watch everyone to judge me.... people have already joked about me being pregnant since I found out.. and it makes me wonder if they can tell. I am super scared, and worried... one week left.. Reply

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I feel like I am abandoning my teammates. We're working on a project, and I am going away. I didn't realize it until now, but I seem to have some very important skills when it comes to this area of work. Without me, they are a bit lost. I really can't stay...I wish I knew how to convey my knowledge and experience to them, so they would be able to do this stuff without me. There just isn't enough time. Arrrgh. Reply


I broke my fucking phone from crying on it tonight. Fuck. My. Life. Reply


My shoulder really fucking hurts. And I have no one to make it better. Reply

I can't even miss that feeling of being comfortable and comforted around a person, in any sort of physical or even non physical even just vaguely romantic way. I have never had that. Reply

I am whining. I'm a very privileged person. My life is pretty damn good right now. Reply

And I am lonely. Reply

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I feel so shitty. I've watched so many people fuck up so many different kinds of relationships with unchecked emotions that I trained myself to repress and repress and repress until I hardly know what I'm feeling anymore, just that it's irrational and I have absolutely no clue how to deal with it. So I keep it to myself; and thus the cycle starts all over again. Reply

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I think I might be pregnant... abortions scare me. Reply


I'm pretty sure that whole fiasco cost me what little self-esteem I had left. I am pretty damn close to irrevocably convinced that I will never be beautiful or sexy or even cute. I will never find someone who wants me, much less someone who will fall in love with me. Reply

I'm sure you will all try to convince me otherwise. Everyone else has been. But until I get some proof, this is what I will believe. Reply

People love me in a platonic fashion, sure. But no one fucking wants me. Reply

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Fuck fuck fuck FUCK I need someone to talk to me or sing to me and comfort me and tell me I'm not a total fuck-up and it's all going to be okay and all the worst possibilities are simply that, possibilities, and they're not going to come true and it's not my fault that these things are happening, I'm not a bad person, I didn't make these things happen, they just happened, it happens sometimes and it's not my fault it's not my fault it's not my fault it's not my fault. I'm not a bad person. And I'm not weak for crying. But I can't believe it if you don't tell me so. I can't believe myself with all the evidence against me. Reply

Please. Please help. Reply

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  • You are not a total fuckup. I can't promise that it will all work out exactly the way you want right now, but it WILL all be ok in the end. Anything is possible; what happens is up to us. It's not your fault, because you're not a bad person.
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You are not weak. Reply

You are beautiful. Reply

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You are not a total fuckup Reply

your not weak, crying is generally a good thing, I wish I could cry more. Reply

it isn't your fault Reply

your not a bad person Reply

and everything is going to be OK. Reply

I would sing too, but it's hard to do over a wiki.*hug* yakri~ Reply


I have so many friends ready to listen, and I can't talk to any of them. I have so much to say, and I don't have the words. I have such a perfect plan, and I don't know what to do. I'm exactly where I want to be, and I wish I were somewhere else. I'm so smart, and I don't know what to do. I'm so brave, but I can't do the things I should. I'm so ready, but I can't go anywhere. Reply

Damn you teenage hormones, for existing to create angst. Reply

Damn you rain, for being so beautiful. Reply


Today is my seventeenth birthday. I am at my grandparents house with my brother and sister. Since I got here all my siblings have done is fight. My brother is completely trying to make today about him, and it's pissing me off. Am I crazy for wanting my birthday to be about me?? I don't ask for much, but when your older brother acts like a kindergardener, it seems appropriate to tell him to shut up and request no fighting. I am sitting in a seperate room, while my grandparents listen to my brother complain about his oh-so-terrible life which is all he does anyway. This is not how I pictured today. Also, next friday is the one year anniversary of my mothers death. Fuck my life. Reply

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I am so lonely. it's one of the worst feelings it sucks. Reply


My body and mind have the amazing ability of knowing exactly when I need sleep, and then not letting me get a wink. Its ridiculous. Already I have less than six hours until I have to get up, and I've been lying here for three hours. I just wish I could freaking sleep when I needed to. Its not like I'm incredibly stressed about anything (other than general life) its just as soon as I actually really need to rest that my body doesn't let me. Waytogo self. —Bean Reply


i am fat i am fat i am fat i am fat i am fat i am fat Reply

I hate my body, I hate my fucked up relationship with food. Reply

I hate the weight fluxes. Reply

I hate I hate I hate. Reply

I seriously want to talk to someone, but everyone just say's I'm gorgeous the way I am and everyone knows that's a fucking lie. Reply

I'm fucking fat! Reply

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