"No one is useless in the world who lightens the burden of another." - Charles Dickens
We have all had times where we feel lost or alone. In this place, you can be supported by other Open Diary members who may have had a similar experience. The anonymity of our site allows you to open your heart and express your true feelings.
We have all had times where we feel lost or alone. In this place, you can be supported by other Open Diary members who may have had a similar experience. The anonymity of our site allows you to open your heart and express your true feelings.
You Are Not Alone Circle
Clock on the wall
I'm not very good at writing. And my thoughts are still jumbled so this may not make sense. But I was told to write to get through and cope so that's what I'm doing. This maybe a trigger for some as it deals with rape I watch the clock in the wall. It's odd…
Why??
I have suffered with Anxiety and Depression since I was at least 14. I am 22 now and it has only become worse. Yes, I understand I am young and trying to figure things out, but nothing seems to be going my way! I really can't seem to get myself out of this endless circle…
I am depressed
I have been suffering from depression for the last 15 years. I am 30 now. The only thing that seems to help is sleeping and watching YouTube videos. I don't understand why I can't be happy. I am on Prozac for my depression but I still have more bad days then good. I used to…
The constant feeling of guilt.
Guilt. I can't seem to pinpoint this constant anxiousness that has returned. I had been doing so good, for so long. Yet, suddenly I'm filled with the misery I use to feel 24/7. My chest feels like it physically hurts. I don't understand it. I don't like it. When I think about it. Hard. I&...
Tracklist for the Ruining of Young Girls’ Lives
I’ve been thinking about the day you shot the cow in the yard. I had a Fisher Price tape recorder as a child, all primary colors and thick, chunky plastic parts. It was my favorite toy when I was little. I would constantly record everything around me, a tapestry of sounds woven by the people…
A Cradle Made of Nettles
I woke up to crescent moons of dried blood and a terrible pain this morning. Because my head is always a balloon floating about a foot above my body, I noticed my fingernails caked with blood first. I spend my nights mostly blotto these days…just feeling around in the dark for my vodka & hopi...
A Stone Flower in Medusa’s Garden
I finally told him about that Valentine’s Day... You were relentless that year in your pursuit of our mutually assured destruction. Between your addictions and my self-destruction, we were all gut rot and sore thumbs. Even though it was for different reasons, all our arms were bruised to August s...
Our Magpie Luck
Mostly, I try not to let myself think about you… but under today's snowstorm, a sky full of doves shedding their cold white feathers, I thought about you… I was thinking about that one Valentine’s Day when we were living in that efficiency where we had practically nothing. We were happy there. We...
Lungs Like Saltwater Pearls
The deep darks. That was my day. You know that scene in Ordinary People, where Conrad Jarrett remembers holding his brother’s hands over the top of their capsized boat, as the sky falls around their shoulders? There they are, holding onto each other…and then the brother is yanked under by his exh...
No Sharp Edges
CPS showed up Wednesday…as promised and dreaded…like a bill I didn’t save for, like a marathon I forgot to train for, like the final death rattle of a loved one’s tarry lungs. They read off the list of allegations I am accused of in the report. Force-fed me that gruel…I choked on each mushy mouth...