A part of you that has died..
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A part of me that died because of something. Hmm, most sad or ironic or similar things often makes me stronger in the end rather than making a part of myself died.
I suppose the part of me that died is my trust in those called "friends". While I still trusted those that are closest to me like my family and my girlfriend, I've long erased my trust in friends, at least I will not trust them fully. Too many times have my kindness been used against me, too many times have friends stabbed me in the back. They masquerade as an ally until they show their true colors, where their intention is only to use me for their own gain. That's why I don't trust in the bull called best friend anymore.
I suppose the part of me that died is my trust in those called "friends". While I still trusted those that are closest to me like my family and my girlfriend, I've long erased my trust in friends, at least I will not trust them fully. Too many times have my kindness been used against me, too many times have friends stabbed me in the back. They masquerade as an ally until they show their true colors, where their intention is only to use me for their own gain. That's why I don't trust in the bull called best friend anymore.
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I don't know if I have any parts of me that can die. My Grandmother and my Aunt past away within a couple months of each other from cancer, my granmother from skin cancer and my aunt from bone cancer and I didn't feel anything. I was completly unaffected. Does that make me a bad person?
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A part of me died when a good friend of mine hanged himself in middle school. I was in 7th grade, he was in 8th.
Ever since then, I dont take suicide jokes lightly...
Probably one reason why Im not really happy and always in a "Fuck this world" mood most of the time.
Ive also lost respect for someone on this site because of a recent stunt they pulled on the subject of suicide, you know who you are.
Ever since then, I dont take suicide jokes lightly...
Probably one reason why Im not really happy and always in a "Fuck this world" mood most of the time.
Ive also lost respect for someone on this site because of a recent stunt they pulled on the subject of suicide, you know who you are.
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The death of my GrandFather.
I now hate my birthday and have lost the ability to care about many things.
I now hate my birthday and have lost the ability to care about many things.
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A part of me dies when I wake up and the coffee is not ready... =(
Another, more serious part of me dies every time I feel lonely, cause that is my most hated feeling. And a bit of a twist is that I'm not a people person, I need time for myself, often, but when I need company and it's not there, I die.
This is probably because my only really close friend moved away when I was younger, so I was always alone at school, and never went out when I was home. Now when I have a few more close friends it's alot better, but as I said, when I feel lonely all of a sudden, I get really, really, REALLY depressed.
Another, more serious part of me dies every time I feel lonely, cause that is my most hated feeling. And a bit of a twist is that I'm not a people person, I need time for myself, often, but when I need company and it's not there, I die.
This is probably because my only really close friend moved away when I was younger, so I was always alone at school, and never went out when I was home. Now when I have a few more close friends it's alot better, but as I said, when I feel lonely all of a sudden, I get really, really, REALLY depressed.
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My innocence.
When I was five. Not going into detail, but it affected me deeply, ruining my social ability up until I was about seventeen.
Luckily, it's getting better. I'm grasping long last social skills, and learning to trust people again. I'll probably never learn to trust men again however. : )
When I was five. Not going into detail, but it affected me deeply, ruining my social ability up until I was about seventeen.
Luckily, it's getting better. I'm grasping long last social skills, and learning to trust people again. I'll probably never learn to trust men again however. : )
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Tree-chan wrote...
My innocence.When I was five. Not going into detail, but it affected me deeply, ruining my social ability up until I was about seventeen.
Luckily, it's getting better. I'm grasping long last social skills, and learning to trust people again. I'll probably never learn to trust men again however. : )
you were raped/molested?
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TheDarkStarAlchemist
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Tree-chan wrote...
My innocence.When I was five. Not going into detail, but it affected me deeply, ruining my social ability up until I was about seventeen.
Luckily, it's getting better. I'm grasping long last social skills, and learning to trust people again. I'll probably never learn to trust men again however. : )
I am sad for you. Good luck in your future endeavors with men.
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My first friend in America died this year :( I got over it though...
BTW I can say that more than 10 thousand people consider MJ as part of themselves
BTW I can say that more than 10 thousand people consider MJ as part of themselves
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Ever since grade school I was teased for my sense of justice, i didn't like it when a person teased someone else for something they didn't have or couldn't do, as a result i always tried to argue with the person teasing the victim making me the target for insults.
After that it continued till I was in High School Sophomore Year but then it was too late for me since I lost my ability to start trusting anyone. I then fell into a state of depression for nearly 2 years remembering the sad moments that go to me
I think the part of me that died and is slowly regaining was my emotion and trust, but it is not all bad it made me smarter and my way of thinking became more logical.
After that it continued till I was in High School Sophomore Year but then it was too late for me since I lost my ability to start trusting anyone. I then fell into a state of depression for nearly 2 years remembering the sad moments that go to me
I think the part of me that died and is slowly regaining was my emotion and trust, but it is not all bad it made me smarter and my way of thinking became more logical.