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I am going to tell you a story that I have never shared with anyone. So I was bullied in elementary school. But it got really bad in junior high. I was bullied from the time I walked in the door until I left for the day and it wasn't just one person. There were numerous people. At one point, someone started a rumor about me and the entire school was talking about me behind my back. But when I started high school, it had pretty much stopped. I was in Girl Scouts for 12 years. The summer after my junior year, my troop took a two week trip to the Pacific Northwest. We spent a couple nights in Salt Lake City, then we went to Oregon, Washington state, and then Glacier National Park in Montana on the way back. We took Amtrak from Chicago to Salt Lake then rented a coach for part of the trip and then took a different Amtrak route back home. We went to the Space Needle and Pike's Marketplace. While in Seattle, we had 4 girls to a room. 3 of them I requested to room with. But the fourth girl was kind of a loner and nerdy. I didn't like her. Probably because she reminded me too much of myself. At Pike's Market, I had been in a joke shop. I bought some soap candy that looked like real candy. The three of us decided to gang up on the other girl. I came up with the idea to melt the soap candy in some lemonade with hot water and then cool it down. She also said she had never seen an R rated movie. So we found one with nudity and a lot of blood and made her watch it. She asked if we could watch something else. But we said we wanted to watch it. We made her watch the entire thing. This happened in 1994 and I cam still see her face. She looked like she was about to cry. I have no idea why I did that. Thats not who I am. It wasn't just a matter of not putting a stop to it. I actively participated. I have lived with the guilt of that night. I wish I could tell her I am sorry. But I can't. I eventually realized that I just have to let it go. We all do things that are cruel and hurtful to others. Sometimes its accidental and sometimes its intentional. If a close friend told you a story like yours or mine, how would you respond? Would you tell them they are a horrible person who doesn't deserve to live? I doubt it. Treat yourself the same way. Easier said than done, I know. But let it go. Torturing yourself won't do anyone any good, trust me. If she tells you that you hurt her feelings or something. Apologize. Don't make excuses. Just say "I was wrong doing what I did. I'm sorry" if she doesn't bring it up, then let it go and forgive yourself.
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Thank you so much 😭I’m crying. Thank you so much for sharing, I know it must have been so difficult. I’m so proud of you for coming so far and now helping me as well. I don’t know why I am so unforgiving of myself. Thank you so much💗
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@alittleapple I completely understand. I am incredibly hard on myself too. I would never dream of talking to another person the way I talk yo myself. But I'm glad my story helped you. That is a story even my closest friends don't know. My mom was on that trip too. Thank goodness she never found out. She would have been so disappointed in me if she knew. That is not how I was raised. But it feels good to talk about it.
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Call a hotline if you want to do it and you are blowing it way out of proportion. When i was 16 in sophomore year i used to think being pretty was everything . So id talk about how much i hated fat people amd people on my 600 lb life and laughed at them. A fat girl always watched me and i did it anyway. I can relate with the suicide obsessions. As a senior i understand my mistakes and wouldnt do that
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Thank you 💗
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Please don't give up. Things will definitely get better. Please don't end your life and please don't hurt yourself. You're just a human being, please be kind to yourself. Everyone makes mistakes. Please call the Suicide prevention hotline: 1-800-273-8255 Or text the suicide prevention textline: 741741 I promise you, things will definitely get better. 💙 Please don't give up.
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Thank you Anna 💗
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@alittleapple You're so welcome, dear. Don't let OCD win. Don't give any value to OCD. 💕
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@itsAnna I will try💗
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@alittleapple Good. Try your best not to let OCD win.💜 You're not alone in this. We're in this together. You'll get through this, my sister💜.
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- 21w
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I know most of the reasons for why I lie—attention, sympathy, to seem more interesting, to relate to someone, or to even pretend that my life is better than it is. I never ever have any bad intentions when I lie, but I know that doesn’t mean a whole lot. Sometimes I lie so naturally that I don’t even realize it, and sometimes I lie to the point that I actually believe what I’m saying. Somethings wrong with me and I don’t want to be this way anymore. I hate myself and I feel like I’m being tortured with this guilt. I feel like I don’t deserve to ever feel better because this is a result of my own actions. I have a group of girl friends that I met online that I’ve known for about 3 years. I lied about and insinuated that bad things had happened to me to them, because I wanted to relate to them and maybe because I wanted sympathy. I was actually emotionally abused by my ex, and he did kind of get physical with me one time (if I’m remembering correctly, but my OCD doubts if that even actually happened), but I have exaggerated and said that I was abused physically. I also have portrayed my life to be completely different than it is, because I hate my life and I like to pretend that things are better than they are. In a way, I feel like it’s a form of escapism. When I talk to them, I can pretend that I’m a different person. A more interesting, less pathetic, and more relatable person. I’ve lied to them so much that I can’t even begin to remember them all, and I feel so disgusted by myself, and the guilt of this is adding onto my other debilitating guilt. I can’t stop obsessing over it and I feel like I’m an awful person for this. I feel like I don’t deserve to feel better. I’m unable to function, and I can’t forgive myself no matter what. 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He even has been going around telling people things about me and degrading me, and this has been going on for nearly 10 years. But I know it was wrong to lie about that regardless of what he’s done or what he’s actively doing to me. The girls don’t have his full name or info or anything like that, they just know his first name and that he’s my ex and that he “physically abused” me. I don’t ever lie out of malice. My dad is a pathological liar and he’s never received help, and I feel like I’ve learned his behavior. I especially feel bad because one of my online friends gave me an extremely expensive gift for my birthday last October, and I didn’t ask for it or anything or manipulate her into giving it to me, but I feel awful that she gave me a gift when I’ve lied about so many things. It’s also not something I can give back since it was an online thing, and I genuinely don’t have the money to pay her back. I feel like I’ve been living a lie and that it’s unfair to them. 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- 21w
i don’t know what changed, but in the past 1-2 weeks something switched in my brain and now i am obsessing over every mistake I’ve ever made, and i firmly believe the guilt i feel is justified. i am a pathological liar and i’m realizing i may have lied about more things than I ever intended to. i think i tricked myself into believing some things and now I feel awful that I’ve lied to myself and others about so many things. my mind is a mess and i can’t even tell what is a lie and what isn’t anymore. i also feel like i’ve been taking advantage of my boyfriends family who has financially supported me for these past few years, because i had convinced myself and everyone around me that my physical health & mental health was worse than it actually was. i never meant to take advantage or hurt anyone, but i can definitely say that i became complacent and comfortable living these past few years without having to worry about work, school, or really anything. i think i used “not feeling well” as an excuse to not do anything because i was too afraid to leave the house and function in society. i feel so awful and disgusted by my behavior and the guilt is eating me alive. i even feel bad using my phone because they pay for it, and feel bad being in my apartment for the same reason. i feel like everything about me is a lie and they’ve been paying for and supporting a person completely different than they thought. maybe i’m not who I portrayed myself out to be at all. i’ve felt so disgusting and so awful i can barely stand it. this morning i woke up feeling like i was suffocating, my chest hurt so bad and i felt like there was absolutely no way out. i really felt like i was dying. other than the lying, i’ve felt awful about things i did as a child where i didn’t know any better, or i even feel bad about my own thoughts and emotions that I have no control over. my mom says i’m being too hard on myself, and that i can’t help that i lie, but i don’t believe that. i think i deserve to feel this way and that i’m not being hard enough on myself. i lied and took advantage and therefore i deserve to suffer. i caused people to worry for me when it wasn’t necessary, when i was fine. i deserve to feel so guilty that i’m nauseous, i deserve to feel ashamed. i feel like i don’t deserve to eat or feel better, even though i desperately want to. i feel so guilty and so shameful i literally can’t function. i want to escape this feeling so bad, i want to get out of this guilt that’s keeping me from moving on and improving myself. i acknowledge that i have a lying problem, that it’s a mental illness, but i am ashamed of it and feel disgusted that i’m this way even though i can’t help some of it. i truly don’t know what to do or how to have compassion for myself. probably a good idea to share that my dad is a pathological liar and never received help, and i’m pretty sure i learned this behavior through him. not to mention all the stuff i did as a kid that i feel bad about, or the fact that i feel bad about things i can’t control. and i even feel bad about finding certain things funny. the guilt is killing me and i don’t know how i’m ever supposed to become a better person if i’m so sure that i’m undeserving of ever feeling better. in my head i truly feel like im a monster. i feel like i’m having a crisis because i’m realizing i lied about a lot of things without even really realizing it. or i deceived myself into thinking things. and I’ve lied about things for sympathy, for attention, to make myself seem more interesting, or to make me seem less pathetic than i actually am. i’ve lied about some serious things, and i’ve lied about things that don’t matter at all. i don’t know how to keep living. i want to go home to my apartment and be in my safe space, but i feel disgusting being there when i’ve taken advantage of my boyfriend’s family, even though it was never my intention. no matter what I do and where i go, i feel wrong. because i’ve done so many bad things and i can’t forgive myself. i feel so morally wrong i can’t stand it and i don’t see things ever getting better. i feel like I’m going crazy and i feel so alone. i can’t escape this guilt no matter what. and i feel overwhelmed because I know this isn’t something that can be fixed quickly. am i ever gonna be able to live without shame ever again? am i ever gonna be able to do the things i love again? the things that brought me comfort? nothing brings me any comfort, and i spend all day in bed or sitting around doing absolutely nothing because i can’t distract myself. i can’t stop thinking about all the things i’ve done no matter how hard i try. i obsessively read and look up online things to try and find reassurance. i feel like i’m going crazy. and i just feel so sorry. to everyone. and i’m so extremely ashamed of my behavior. i can’t stop obsessing about the past, the present, and the future. don’t i deserve to feel this way when i’ve lied and done bad things? even if it wasn’t my intention, or if it’s a result of a mental illness? don’t i deserve to feel debilitating guilt when i’ve been a bad person? even though i know i never had any bad intentions, i don’t think it matters. am i gonna feel this way forever, where everything i do or everywhere i look, im reminded of the the things ive done?
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