QQ lfie sucks at the worst possible times :P

Mkay i feel like typing but i doubt it will last long.
Well first thing id like to QQ about is tiredness, been awake nearly 72 hours now and ive no idea where the sudden insomnia came from and im getting sick ...yea lovely image right there
Stress , i hate it, its horrible i mean worrying about people and blah blah blah i could go for hours talking about different stress, when the bottom line is, its horrible, i mean when im stressed out all i feel like doing is hitting a wall or swimmming , hm partially random of me saying that but meh , post whatever you do to releive stress , plus ive the feeling once i go back to school, im gonna freak from it as its my last year in secondry/high school / whatever the hell you want to call it where you live, that brings me to the point where im guessing after , september ? maybe octobor ill have to get way innactive and acutally do some work with school, i mean i didnt pay any attention last year, even tough my summer tests or finals or w/e didnt show that i know i coulda done way better oh well, first d since like, ever
then getting back to the stressing about other people, members of family, friends, the whole lot of it is getting to me at last, just found out that two immediate faimly members are seriously ill, one just underwent a serious operation i had no idea about and is now unable to walk for 6 weeks, oh joy, and just bleh ! (times like this when i appreciate the friends i have and the way they look out for me)
um cant remember what else i was gonna QQ about but when it comes ill be sure to rave on about it even tough i can give the guess that no one will care, oh well venting is venting in my books and i needed to randomly spurt this crap out, also ive been told in the past 5 hours im really ignorant, if you find me ignorant vote yes, if not vote no, but i am ignorant and i know it ! but thats just me and i aint changing myself for no one

I'll be here for you just let me know if you need someone to talk to. That's what I do when I'm stressed and it seems to work out just fine. ^^

Personally I Cant Help In This Topic At All... If Im Upset I Literally Beat Up The Person that Upsets Me or Pisses Me Off.... :/

Jesse wrote:Personally I Cant Help In This Topic At All... If Im Upset I Literally Beat Up The Person that Upsets Me or Pisses Me Off.... :/

Yes!!!

LOL

wonder who voted yes -cough-deco-cough-

i'm going to type up a little story here about someone I recently met. Her name is Jessica. I hired her last week as a new delivery driver and we had some time to talk when I was trainer her.

Jessica is the nice girl. Gifted and attractive. She doesn't like confrontation and it hurts her deeply when people are mad at her. Through a mastered deception she smiles to hide her pain. For some reason today I was the person she came too upset and I listened to her cry.

Jessica was born in Anchorage, Alaska. She was born to a father who was a local blues singer and an alcoholic mother. At about age 7 her mother left her father and moved to Arizona. This resulted in her father committing suicide.

In comes the stepfather. Her mother and this guy meet at a local pub and hit it off. They later move to New Mexico. Someone along the way discovers the beating that Jessica has to endure and the state steps in and takes her. Jessica is placed in foster care at the tender age of 9.

She is later moved to North Platte, Nebraska where she attends school and lives with her grandmother. One day, when she is in 6th grade, young Jessica gets the news her mother is dead from complications resulting from her alcoholism.

Grandmother is old school. Refuses to let her date at all. Jessica is a cheerleader, plays the trumpet, and participates in swing choir. She doesn't get to meet boys and experience teenage love. Depression sets in and she starts the same path as her mother. Parties and late nights ensue. Grandmother can't take seeing her little Jessica go down the same path and in placed in a group home. She is now moved to Lincoln, Nebraska at age 17.

Rehab and AA meetings are now a part of her life. Bouts of depression and loneliness are her companions. The last guy she dated was much like her stepfather.

So the next time the future scares you. Think of this poor young woman's past. And remember, she is just 18.

OMG OMG OMG OMG Of that it tells the history so amazing sadly

Indeed I give her my condolences

Only I say ... that leaves the past and that centers in the future, It is not very easy, but The things have double meaning probably in the future avenge many good things And that never gives up itself

It is a sad story, this show us that life is not easy, and indeed life sucks.

Well i feel bad for that girl but all i can say is tha she has to resist all that. in my case i'm in a hospital because of a car crash... it sucks to be here i've been near death 2 times and constatly chest pains everyday, i don't get any visit cus i don't get along with my family and i lost my grandma and wasn't able to go to her funeral cus i'm in the hospital.

I had a hard life and i don't want to complain but with this post maybe i can get a lot weight off me, i have a hard life with tons of neverending problems like having a dad that is an alcoholic and unfortuantly alcohol is the reason that i'm in this place, lossing my girl, quiting college cus i'm not able to afford it cus the hospital bill is freaking expensive.

I've a pretty lonely life wich it's sucks but alone is the only way i have to feel safe, i don't want you guys to think i'm weird but i have my reasons to be alone and it's really personal and that's why i don't say anything about it, i can say i'm stresed, sad and i'm lossing my mind, atm if you could see me you won't see anyting cus i don't show any emotions trying to not let anything to affect me cus i'm weak if i smile is just a empty smile i'm just 21 years old and i'll be 22 in 26 days, the doc said that i'll spend my birthday in the hospital and i was like WTF, all i can do is say that life has hit so hard that i have even cried about it, i kown a few persons that said that they admire me for being strong, but i don't feel strong, i feel weak and down, i feel useless cus i can't do anything so i just play on my laptop and watch movies all the time so i don't get bored.

Fortunately on the game i've met some nice ppl that i just love to be with them, helping them on raids and stuff, and i just try to steal some good moments like someone said in the movie "Life Stinks" life is full of bad moments but we can steal some good times from it" that's what i'm trying to do.

All i can say is that i don't know what will happen tomorrow and i hope that something good finally happens cus i'm kinda tired.

Well i do have to sleep atm. Tomorrow I'll post more histories of people I have met. The next one may help alot of you feel stronger, safer, and better as a person. For his story is extensive. He has been a good friend of mine for many years. Outright...the greatest soul I have ever met.

Jessica Hurting people that hurt you won't make you feel better.Violence is never the anwser.So imagen if your mom hurt you going take out your angry an beat up your moms.All im saying is sometimes you got let things go.

The only time I can understand it is if someone hits you that when you can hurt someone.

Eleanor wrote:Jessica Hurting people that hurt you won't make you feel better.Violence is never the anwser.So imagen if your mom hurt you going take out your angry an beat up your moms.All im saying is sometimes you got let things go.

The only time I can understand it is if someone hits you that when you can hurt someone.

violence is totally the answer when its someone you know you can hit ! and not feel guilty about it after

This story is a little harder to write. Some of this happened too long ago that the events may be a little fuzzy in my mind.

Nicholas...

Nick was born to a farming family in a small community in Ohio. The towns name is Plainfield. Here is an excerpt of the information on this small village from wikipedia "As of the census[2] of 2000, there were 158 people, 66 households, and 45 families residing in the village."

His father Tim is a factory worker and his mother works at the local general store that her mother owns while taking care of him and his younger brother Justin. It is a small tightly knit community where everyone knows everyone...literally.

His grandfather is a Coshocton County Sheriff reservist and truck driver. They also have an Uncle Phillip that lives there as well in the farmhouse as well as his Great Aunt Wiggins. Meat is still hand ground from a grinder mounted on the kitchen counter, while eggs are to be had from the chicken coups at dawn.

At the age of 4 his uncle Phillip attempts to sexually molest him and his brother. After an investigation no charges are filed as Child Protective Services deems that since a 4 year old can't say "penis" then nothing happened.

A short while later his parents divorce and the mother is rewarded custody. The uncle is kicked from the house and moves to New Orleans. This only fixes things for a short while.

Two years later his grandmother dies from cancer. Shortly thereafter the grandfather attempts to sexually molest Justin only to be caught by the kid's mother. She packs her things and leaves never to see the family ever again. Deeming them all trash and pedophiles.

Nick and his brother experience the visitation process between divorced parents for the next decade. Occasionally moving back and forth as some kids do to suit their needs as kids and their restlessness.

Their mother meets a man named Bart who beats her and breaks her arm. After this incident he attacks her again while she is holding Justin. That night she moves out on her own again. Meanwhile, their father has decided he is gay for a while and hooks up with another man. Talk about a screwed up time.

Eventually his mother meets a man named Jeff. Jeff is a redneck mechanic. Occasionally he beats the boys. Fanbelts, garden hoses, leather belts, paddles, throwing them into a wall. Whatever is at his disposal and within reach.

His dad meets a woman 11 years his junior somewhere in the middle of this. She, Lisa, is 13 years old and he was 24 at the time of their meeting. They maintained a secretive relationship until they later married when she is 20. Remember what I said about a pedophiles?

Eventually things calm down in his life. Him and his stepfather Jeff have a meeting of the minds and their problems cease. He hasn't talked to his father since 1995...14 years ago. He still maintains a close relationship with his mother, the one person to look after him all these years.

On a side note....

His uncle died last year of complications from the HIV virus while living as a drag queen in New Orleans.
Grandfather died of a heart attack and never again seen his grandchildren.

Yet through all of this he continues on. Weaker people would have found a reason to become like those that did this to him. He has a beautiful baby boy named Jacob. His only tie to his wife that died when struck by a drunk driver. Slow to anger and easy to befriend. An easy smile and honest friend. The greatest person I know and my idol through adversity.

Thank you Nick for being not just a friend, but my brother from another mother.

Since where talking about sad stories i tell you about mine.

I was born 6 months instead of 9. The reason i was take out so early was cause i stuck my foot out of the sac thingy and cause my mom to bleed.... The doctors had no choice but to take me out, and of course my lungs and heart where not fully developed and right away they had to take me to the incubator. I had asthma and heart failure...doctor said i have a 50/50 chance..my parents didn't even bother coming to see me.

They said they didn't want to get to attached to me if i did die. My aunt was the only person who actually came to see me. I also didn't know how to eat so the nurses had spent over 3 hours to feed me a small bottle of milk that look like what you give to kittens. But usually the nurses didn't have that much time so my aunt always came over to feed me.

After about the 2nd month that i was in the hospital my parents finally came to see me. I was also taken out of the incubator at that time. But i still had heart issues.. randomly my heart would stop randomly, so i was hooked up to a heart machine. By the third month i was finally able to go home but i still had to be hooked up to the heart machine. My mom says since i was home my heart stopped at least 27 times, it was a great thing my parents had to take CPR lessons before they took me home.

At the age of one i suffered my first asthma attack my mom was so worried she didn't know what to do. She took me to the hospital and i stayed there for about two days. (great thing i don't remember it) i dont have asthma now like super bad but ehh.

At the age of 5 i started getting sore throats and stuff like every week...My mom took me to the doctor and he told my mom that my tonsils where the cause of them. So i had them removed, couldnt talk for about week.

Then at the age of 7 my eyesight was becoming blurry. So i went to the doctor again...he said that the incubator gave my brain to much oxygen when cause my eyesight to go bad. And now..Im blind without my contacts i cant even make out faces anymore...

I did get sick alot when i was younger but once i hit high school...i was basically in the hospital half the time... My freshman year i went to the hospital twice. First one i fainted in the middle of the hall wall. that wasnt fun at all then i got dyhdrated and was stuck in the hospital for about 2 days.

Sophomore year I was the worst... The first semester of that year i got the stomache virus i was in the hospital for about 2 weeks. lost about 27 pounds..(like i really need to lose weight) then got the flu the second semester and was in the hospital for 2 more weeks.

Jr year wasnt too bad, then then Senior year i had Food poisoning and was out of school for 3 weeks. Then like a month or so i went to the emergency room cause i passed out during practice.. was in the hospital for a day.

This year in january i lost my grandmother cause of cancer then my uncle the week after with cancer also. In may i went to the emergeny room again cause of heat exhaustion. And finally this morning my dad got kicked by a horse...he's bleeding internaly and hes going to have surgery in the morning....so yea im just a sick person and right now ive been stress out and stress does cause me to get sick....but eh..theres a lil piece of my life im just suprised after all that im still alive.

Niky wrote:Since where talking about sad stories i tell you about mine.

I was born 6 months instead of 9. The reason i was take out so early was cause i stuck my foot out of the sac thingy and cause my mom to bleed.... The doctors had no choice but to take me out, and of course my lungs and heart where not fully developed and right away they had to take me to the incubator. I had asthma and heart failure...doctor said i have a 50/50 chance..my parents didn't even bother coming to see me.

They said they didn't want to get to attached to me if i did die. My aunt was the only person who actually came to see me. I also didn't know how to eat so the nurses had spent over 3 hours to feed me a small bottle of milk that look like what you give to kittens. But usually the nurses didn't have that much time so my aunt always came over to feed me.

After about the 2nd month that i was in the hospital my parents finally came to see me. I was also taken out of the incubator at that time. But i still had heart issues.. randomly my heart would stop randomly, so i was hooked up to a heart machine. By the third month i was finally able to go home but i still had to be hooked up to the heart machine. My mom says since i was home my heart stopped at least 27 times, it was a great thing my parents had to take CPR lessons before they took me home.

At the age of one i suffered my first asthma attack my mom was so worried she didn't know what to do. She took me to the hospital and i stayed there for about two days. (great thing i don't remember it) i dont have asthma now like super bad but ehh.

At the age of 5 i started getting sore throats and stuff like every week...My mom took me to the doctor and he told my mom that my tonsils where the cause of them. So i had them removed, couldnt talk for about week.

Then at the age of 7 my eyesight was becoming blurry. So i went to the doctor again...he said that the incubator gave my brain to much oxygen when cause my eyesight to go bad. And now..Im blind without my contacts i cant even make out faces anymore...

I did get sick alot when i was younger but once i hit high school...i was basically in the hospital half the time... My freshman year i went to the hospital twice. First one i fainted in the middle of the hall wall. that wasnt fun at all then i got dyhdrated and was stuck in the hospital for about 2 days.

Sophomore year I was the worst... The first semester of that year i got the stomache virus i was in the hospital for about 2 weeks. lost about 27 pounds..(like i really need to lose weight) then got the flu the second semester and was in the hospital for 2 more weeks.

Jr year wasnt too bad, then then Senior year i had Food poisoning and was out of school for 3 weeks. Then like a month or so i went to the emergency room cause i passed out during practice.. was in the hospital for a day.

This year in january i lost my grandmother cause of cancer then my uncle the week after with cancer also. In may i went to the emergeny room again cause of heat exhaustion. And finally this morning my dad got kicked by a horse...he's bleeding internaly and hes going to have surgery in the morning....so yea im just a sick person and right now ive been stress out and stress does cause me to get sick....but eh..theres a lil piece of my life im just suprised after all that im still alive.

um bits and pieces are the same, 7 months for myself and my parents cant beleive how tall i am now compared to somthing smaller than a loaf of bread
um went into hosiptal at 3 months cause of somthing, couldnt tell my mom what it was
7 months, same thing
1 year old, hunria or somthing, which ended up my mom staying in hospital with for like a week
1 and a half i burned myself ! (wow smart kid) and i mean ouch this burn was all on the left side of my face, go having weird relatives with "cures" for shiz lol (i dunno my uncle licked a newt or somthing when he was younger and he can cure most types of burns ! ) oh yea, it wasnt a fire burn, it was a burning bubbling oil burn (yowch)
when i hit two, i managed to get a pencil (yes i is true) stuck in my eye (fucking hell my eye still hurts) and that impaired my vision a lil =/
4...i managed to jump out of a tree and knowck myself out ffor like a day and stayed in hospital like a week
7 tonsils and that was horrible :S
8 grandad died from a heart attack
10, i was in and out of hospital cause of random sick times, aunt died in her sleep
12 alergies
13 was in hospital for a month cause i broke my nose, at which time the doctor soperated to re-straighten it and they said, well why not try to do somthing fo rhis allergies(without telling my mom she kiled them ) and i had packs(for those who dont know there like cotton wool, shoved up your nose) that were so long they were actually in the back of my throat and when i got the removed the pain was unreal, plus i had a sore throat for a week after, they didnt do the operation right and what happened ? i got an infection -.- smart people i swear
15 another aunt dies of cancer
and now ive got alot of crap going on, may tell later
oh well, people have horrible days good days brilliant days and days where they dont feel like getting up caue its that bad oh well what can we do

Why The Hell Is The Always A Sad Story Topic..... I Hate These Topics So Much And I Always Get Sucked Into Them....

Some Things Just to Depressing To Tell Because Its Easy To be Judges By It...

Niky wrote:Since where talking about sad stories i tell you about mine.

I was born 6 months instead of 9. The reason i was take out so early was cause i stuck my foot out of the sac thingy and cause my mom to bleed.... The doctors had no choice but to take me out, and of course my lungs and heart where not fully developed and right away they had to take me to the incubator. I had asthma and heart failure...doctor said i have a 50/50 chance..my parents didn't even bother coming to see me.

They said they didn't want to get to attached to me if i did die. My aunt was the only person who actually came to see me. I also didn't know how to eat so the nurses had spent over 3 hours to feed me a small bottle of milk that look like what you give to kittens. But usually the nurses didn't have that much time so my aunt always came over to feed me.

After about the 2nd month that i was in the hospital my parents finally came to see me. I was also taken out of the incubator at that time. But i still had heart issues.. randomly my heart would stop randomly, so i was hooked up to a heart machine. By the third month i was finally able to go home but i still had to be hooked up to the heart machine. My mom says since i was home my heart stopped at least 27 times, it was a great thing my parents had to take CPR lessons before they took me home.

At the age of one i suffered my first asthma attack my mom was so worried she didn't know what to do. She took me to the hospital and i stayed there for about two days. (great thing i don't remember it) i dont have asthma now like super bad but ehh.

At the age of 5 i started getting sore throats and stuff like every week...My mom took me to the doctor and he told my mom that my tonsils where the cause of them. So i had them removed, couldnt talk for about week.

Then at the age of 7 my eyesight was becoming blurry. So i went to the doctor again...he said that the incubator gave my brain to much oxygen when cause my eyesight to go bad. And now..Im blind without my contacts i cant even make out faces anymore...

I did get sick alot when i was younger but once i hit high school...i was basically in the hospital half the time... My freshman year i went to the hospital twice. First one i fainted in the middle of the hall wall. that wasnt fun at all then i got dyhdrated and was stuck in the hospital for about 2 days.

Sophomore year I was the worst... The first semester of that year i got the stomache virus i was in the hospital for about 2 weeks. lost about 27 pounds..(like i really need to lose weight) then got the flu the second semester and was in the hospital for 2 more weeks.

Jr year wasnt too bad, then then Senior year i had Food poisoning and was out of school for 3 weeks. Then like a month or so i went to the emergency room cause i passed out during practice.. was in the hospital for a day.

This year in january i lost my grandmother cause of cancer then my uncle the week after with cancer also. In may i went to the emergeny room again cause of heat exhaustion. And finally this morning my dad got kicked by a horse...he's bleeding internaly and hes going to have surgery in the morning....so yea im just a sick person and right now ive been stress out and stress does cause me to get sick....but eh..theres a lil piece of my life im just suprised after all that im still alive.

wow this is really deep stuff. i will never be able to relate to any of these experiences in my life. but the good thing you i can say is throughout all these experiences you have ended up to become wonderful beautiful kind person... which i hope will never change.

the only bad experiences i have is like... my Papa suffering in a hospital and ends up dead... which now makes me hate hospitals a lil. i always thought hospitals were there to help you, or at least make the pain go away. another one was when a cop in cali called my dad and i a Nig$%% and another one called us a Beaner... they even did a radon check on are car... so i hate cops. i guess the only other thing i can see is that i went to the doctor for surgery.. cause there was something wrong with my head and he said i had to take it out. thats about it...

Well u had it bad all through your life i got it bad when i was like 9 my dads boat blew up i was in hospitol for like 3 months then had to go back every bout 4 months that was the lowest time in my life it was weird but i made alot of friends and i have to admit the best bit about it was the nurses and halucinations but everythin else was crap i still get people staring at me now...

:/ ...

woot epic 5 people think im a b***x lawl

On having read all that I feel lucky =$ nikki I wish you all the luck of the world and that your dad improves soon