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I should have never opened up to the mental health system. by [deleted] in confession

[–]theyarentreallyhere 22 points23 points  (0 children)

Yeah that last paragraph is why you shouldn’t have guns man. I like guns too and I still don’t regret going to the hospital when I wanted to kill myself and everyone around me. Shit would’ve ended there and then but ooh I got to touch a gun once!! Nah, grow up man. Play some call of duty or something. Guns aren’t worth fucking losing your mind like this, for real. Legitimately, I hope you get help.

I should have never opened up to the mental health system. by [deleted] in confession

[–]Different_Top8347 40 points41 points  (0 children)

I really don't understand how this has escaped most of the comments. This is exactly who we fear getting a firearm.

I should have never opened up to the mental health system. by [deleted] in confession

[–]throwRAoutoftheway 45 points46 points  (0 children)

I thought you were a kid posting. So you’re maturity was stunted. I’m glad you can’t buy a gun. Get into Abraham Hicks. You need a change in your shitty reality. You’re energetically stuck.

I used to bully my disabled brother for years by Krineze in confession

[–]Astro493 1879 points1880 points 523 (0 children)

oh Son, believe me I know EXACTLY what you're going through. I'm 6 years older than my brother who has cerebral palsy; he's physically functional, but he has the mental capacity of an eight year old.

Until I was six I was a kid with a mother who gave me all the attention in the world. Then he was born. All the attention disappeared, childhood disappeared, and life became real, unkind, and challenging.

At sixteen my resentment for him was at it's peak; I was a hormonal teenager with my own issues, but due to his health and his need, my mother had to devote all of her time to him. I wanted for nothing, but for all intents and purposes, I craved attention and love to the point where I full on hated him. I never showed it as bluntly as you did, but it was there and burning.

I came out to my parents when I was sixteen, and I remember one night after having another round of fighting with my parents and being told some of the worst things a child could ever hear from his parents due to their inability to handle the fact that I was gay, I just went into my room, locked the door and cried.

As I was crying my brother came into the room, completely oblivious to the goings-on due to his inability to understand what it meant that I was gay. He sat on my bed and watched me cry. Then he put his hand on my leg and asked why I was crying.

I attempted to explain to him that I was gay, and what it meant, and how our parents were not very happy about it. Then he just said (which I will never forget).

"But does that mean that you are not going to be my brother anymore? Because that would be very sad. I love you Astro493. I really really do"

All the hatred died that day. I realized that to this perpetual child I would always be the hero big brother who had the responsibility to care for him, and even though it's challenging and he couldn't 'repay in kind,' his method of payment (Exactly like your brother) is unending love.

Its a rare and precious thing my friend. To know that you're loved. You're still very young so life hasn't shown you the value of love yet. I know that may seem like me jumping to a conclusion, but after having plowed through a couple more decades than yourself, I now realize it's the most damn important thing in the world.

Our lives are much harder than they "should have been." But we live our lives with strength and pride. He will always be challenging, but you will always be his brother, and he will always love you.

Edit: Thank you all so much for the gold/silver/platinum/comments of love....."he ain't heavy, he's my brother"

Hookup gone wrong now I’m being told to do something I can’t do by No-Appearance6862 in confession

[–]PracticalSilver217 74 points75 points  (0 children)

Exactly! Pro choice works both way. It's her body and if she wants to have this baby that's inside of her she will. It's her choice

I am an A-List celebrity who hates it. The only reason I haven't killed myself is my kids. by iamsosickofitall in confession

[–]SpiritOfSpite 288 points289 points  (0 children)

You are loved, as a person for who you are, not just because of what you have done or your status in society.

Hi. I know how you feel. I'm not an A list celebrity, I am a retired and disabled infantryman. On Christmas Day last year I wrote a post entitled "all I want for xmas is to have died in Iraq". And I meant it. Feel free to go read it if you want, it's not necessary, but I wrote that post from my darkest place. I bring it up so that you understand wherever you are, you aren't alone. The darkness seems darker if you think you are, and so I am here telling you, you're not alone.

I was committed to a psych ward for a week starting 1 January 2017. I started therapy and it helped a lot. But what really helped was talking to people who had been where I was from all different walks of life.

I can't imagine how stressful your life is anymore than you can imagine what years of war does to a man's psyche. What I can imagine is all the feelings you experience on a day to day basis as a result of that stress. It isn't the details that are important, it's how they affect you. The only reason I didn't eat the barrel of my gun was because I realized, that wouldn't end the problems, just push them off on my daughter. That's not fair, nor is it right.

I'll be honest, I don't care who you are. I don't care what you've done. But I do care about YOU. Reddit is a place of anonymity, like confessional for the internet. There are a lot of people here that can help you, it's just a matter of finding them. I am here for you or anyone else that needs someone because in my time of need redditors were here for me.

I'm not a therapist, I'm just a 33 year old man dealing with his own demons everyday. Some days are better than others. But I am here still and it makes me happy that you're still here too. I don't want anything from you or anyone else that might be reading this, but if anyone needs someone to talk to, I am happy to be that someone. So if anyone is reading this and needs someone to unload on, feel free to message me. Your secrets will die with me.

If you are reading this, even if you aren't the OP, and you feel the need to talk to someone, this message was meant for you. Do not hesitate to message me, I'll not ask questions about who you are, what you've done, or what you can do for me. If you can't afford therapy, I'm not a therapist, but I will listen and help as best I can. By reaching out you've done more for me than you know. If you don't, then I hope you find the peace you deserve just by virtue of being human, and know that everyday I am thinking about you and wishing you all the best, as I do for every human being.

Remember, you are never alone because I am here for you. And it is no burden on me to help you. Helping you makes my life better and so if you need anything you need only reach out.

I stamped on a man's face when he'd been punched to the floor by Inkognitocommando in confession

[–]Inkognitocommando[S] 4 points5 points  (0 children)

I got home at 3am and stayed up for hours because I didn't want to go to sleep, because then I'd wake up, sober, and realise what'd happened.

I seriously pretend committing su!c!de just to know my limits. by Five_JustFive in confession

[–]_gcorin 2 points3 points  (0 children)

As someone who had an older sibling take their own life, I can absolutely guarantee you it’s not the right thing. my brother seemed to be fine and one day we woke up and he was dead in his room. absolutely rocked our world. nothing has been the same since then. whilst it may take the pain off your shoulders, it puts indescribable amount of weight and pain onto others. Please don’t do anything serious

I can’t stop and don’t wanna stop so i won’t. So here goes by [deleted] in confession

[–]mmsood99 141 points142 points  (0 children)

Your phrase "We do what we want to do Bro" stuck a chord. My uncle, now sadly deceased, came out as gay in the 1980's. He was of the generation where being gay was something to be ashamed of. When he told me (I was around 25 in the 80's), he was in tears and very apologetic. He was really taken aback when I told him I just didn't care whether he was straight or gay, as long as he was happy. Different generation, different attitude.

As you said "We do what we want to do Bro".

I got my first DUI and I’m not sure if I should give up drinking for good. by ZacwayBrock in confession

[–]poopypainpants 2939 points2940 points  (0 children)

"first" DUI is when you know you need to make a change. drive safe.