siggystuff

o: anyone wanna try to make me a siggy? or want to have a siggy made by a newb xD?

:3 it looks good tho i think its better then i could do rofl and wut might be ur "strong point" xD

O: OOOOO! can i hear one?

ushuld

u culd send it to me vai email or somestiff if u dun want it public o;

We promise not to laugh ?

promise<3

post wat? OH nvm xD!

lol

Author: Taka-Kun




















































Why me? Of all possible people why do I need to have this disease? It seems like nobody cares
for people who have mental illnesses. Maybe others would care more if I had a
life threatening disease like cancer. I know that the physical symptoms of
dyslexia can’t kill me but the agonizing pain of depression can. I never wanted
to dropout of high school; I know that I could have had a career and fought my
illnesses. I find it difficult to find the motivation to do anything. The ache
in my heart is overwhelming. I wouldn’t wish it upon anyone to go through what
I do day by day.


I had gone through many traumatizing moments as a child. My parents separating, being followed
home by others while being made fun of, and failing every class I took. The
saying “Sticks and stones may break my bones but words may never hurt me” is
totally false. What I went through as a child made me the person that I am
today. A worthless dropout. I have considered my “best friends” who haven’t
called for quite awhile now. Guess they aren’t my “real” friends after all. Am
I supposed to feel this alone? My only resort to all this pain is cutting
myself. The slow movement of the sharp blade through my body seems as if I’m
bleeding out everything I’m holding inside.


At that time I was living with my mother, the separation between her and my father seems to have
gotten to her too. She’s become quiet and the dinners we have together are
hushed. She tries to ask about my day, but I just avoid the question and try to
move on to something else. I know that she’s trying her best to comfort me
because of the separation and everything but no matter what she says it won’t
help. As for my older sister Michelle, she had gone with my father. I really
miss all the times that we spent together, going to movies, teaching me how to
play a guitar, helping me with homework and a whole bunch of other things.
Seeing her once every two weeks seems way to little so substitute for all those
things. But most of all I miss the time when me and my mother used to laugh and
play together. It seems though she has become a totally different person and I
hate it. Then again, the separation influenced who I am today.


I’ve gone through more suicide attempts than you can count, I always end up getting scared and giving up and become mad at myself afterwards. I soon tried once more to attempt suicide reassuring myself
that this would be the last try. I got a rope and tied it to the fan on the
ceiling and afterwards tied it around my neck. Before I was able to accurately
tie the rope on my neck my mom unexpectedly walked in surprised. She untied the
rope and comforted me and I saw a tear running down her face. As if it seemed
like she wasn’t doing her job as a mother. Soon later I realized that I’m truly
lucky that I have an understanding and caring mother that would do anything to
see a smile come from my mouth. Unfortunately you always end up hurting the
ones that love you most. Your pain is aimed at them and they end up coping for
all the Don't Swear Please that happens in your life. I hope that they forgive me. I
never wanted to hurt her.


I am now a happy nineteen year old who successfully graduated high school planning to pursue a
career as a stockbroker. I still can’t believe what I went through and how I
survived it. There is always someone there to listen. Most importantly, there
is hope for anyone.

o: omgosh thats super good. good job

<3

You could try to make for me a new one, please anything with the Colors Blue / Blackm like my siggi atm

any pictures that u really want?