okay first of all. HOW IS THIS NOT POPULAR LIKE MAN THIS IS AMAZING!! Its a Slaylist!! You said people in the coments can vent, well let me talk about my beautiful setionsion with my friends (Im really sorry for my grammer!) I have this friend group and so far they all been really kind and nice people, but after summerbreak all of them changed. My two bestfriends started to always make fun of me and judge me whenever I do something weird or look like something. Example: Once I was too tired to do my makeup they started laughing at me for not doing it and said I look like a rat. Then they just started laughing. Today my whole friendgroup started making fun of this one Arab girl in our class and since Im half Arab and they literally acted racist I got really pissed off. They asked me why I look so angry and I told them theyre been racist but they said they werent. Word by word what I said was: ''You dont need to call black people by the n- word and tell black people to go back to their country to be racist..'' I said that in a really mad tone and with an attitude. And I meant it! They just said that they were telling the truth and not acting racist. But like do you think its not been a racist when you literally make fun of where theyre from and theyre black and that they are really annoying and uses alot of perfume. You do understand that in Arab countries is really hot and people uses alot of perfume in there???? (The girl moved from Arab to Europe like 2 years ago) Thank you for reading if you read all of that!! Love everyone and I hope everyone has a great day!!!!
I have been through a lot of childhood trauma. I was isolated when i was a child and have so many issues with my father. These playlists make me relive my childhood the way I should of had it. I appreciate these playlist, it gives me so much comfort knowing that other people understand what I went through. Its sad that i am more open about my trauma on the internet than my family. they just get so uncomfortable so I stopped opening uo.
@@midnightfoxy3026 I'm so sorry you went through that...I want you to know that my channel is a safe space your feelings are valid and you are loved. Please know you are always welcome to vent here in my channels comment sections❤️
My, my. So many poor souls with terrible experiences. No child or person in general should ever go through this. This is terrible. I hope you all have a healthy recovery. I love you all, just remember that
Usually I feel weird about venting on a playlist from years ago But now I don't feel weird and late!1!1!1 Alrighty, I don't wanna get all personal or anything, so here's this: When I was a kid (7-10), my parents refused to let me go outside unless I cleaned my room. Me being the stubborn child I was, I didn't listen to them and just stayed inside. Once I had moved houses (10-12), I started becoming really depressed. I'd go longer without sleep, I was always quiet and tired (physically, emotionally), I barely ate on the weekends. Even when given the chance to go out somewhere nice and eat something, I refused to go outside. I then became more and more "addicted" to my devices, interacting less with my family. My depression and suicidal thoughts began in Autumn, it ended when it became Spring. And now it's Fall again, everything feels meaningless and I don't wanna socialize much. This is when I realized that I might have seasonal depression. But I'm doing alright ^_^ (for now lol)
bro, I just read another comment, I was literally trying to think of something original that happened to me that I could vent about. I've so far seen 2 that I can relate to 💀👍
You get so totally all of my respect for the discalimer in the beginning, that traumacore is not an aethestic and actually something people need to live with
AAAAAA You Smell of Dead Flowers referenced AAAAAAAA I typed out a long vent but the page buffered and I lost it :( -The Basis of It I learned about s*x at a young age not because anyone touched me but because I was accused of s*xually a**ulting my little half-sister. I was nine, she was five, and there were a lot of adults around us who did not give a sh*t about the kids they were supposedly 'fighting for custody of'. I was a fairly innocent nine-year-old and my little sister has managed to forget about it, but we're both in therapy now and the long-lasting effects (no touching, no being unsupervised together, no talking about why I hate her side of the family) made it difficult for us to form a connection until now.
i apologize for venting in the comments. trigger warning: s*lf harm when i was about 9 years old, i began hurting myself by slamming my head against lockers and hard objects. i didn't understand why i did such actions, but as i grew older and older, the urge to inflict more harm grew as i turned 10 years old. i began seeking ways to make myself either bruised or bleed even from the slightest blunt/sharp object i could find. i reached middle school, a school that wasn't great. there were a lot of people who made fun of someone for doing something that was deemed weird or strange to other people. it was normalized. my art class had box cutters, and since i sat behind the class, i picked up the box cutters and began the usual thing ive been doing since childhood. it got so addictive to the point i became obsessed over harming myself. for every wrong thing i did, i'd pick up a knife or something that can scratch my skin and scar. it felt good. something to release my mind from the stress. it's better than having to relive a memory you've blocked from your childhood years that have scarred you. i hope one day i make a slip-up and cut an artery and die peacefully. and pray that my partner doesn't find out.
i dont know if i have trauma but i used to self harm and had negative childhood expriences. i have ocd and sensory issues. not diagnosed with adhd but my therapist said i probably have it too so ugh. ill just yap in this comment such a nice playlist heheh. and started to take meds but i dont want to. im scared ill be less clean like my parents. i really feel like i should wash my hands four times after touching something bad. i hate it when my feet touch the floor. i HAVE to wear socks all the time. the ground is never clean enough. i will never be clean enough and i know it. we are all dirty. i feel dirty in shower, after shower, in school. i dont like it when my friends touch my arms because their hands are probably not even that clean but i dont say anything when they do because if i do so then ill look like a clean freak. like i am. no yk what im normal. i just care about hygine more other people do. maybe i dont even have ocd and dont need meds. now i sound crazy. why is it so hard to exist? i wish i wasnt human but lmao thatd be so nasty animals are literally so dirty id be crying all the time
Gosh, this is one of my favorite playlists. I had a lot of traumas and needs as a kid. I was always alone at recess and was constantly bullied at school. In addition, I have a narcissistic mother and a philandering father. At the age of seven, I was already doing housework, taking care of my sister and feeding my mother in bed while she watched her social media twenty-four hours a day (she did nothing and pretended to be depressed). This playlist makes me remember the few good times I've had and makes me forget that I'm not educated. I haven't studied for four years and I feel like an ignoramus. I've always wanted to live like in American movies: a happy and hardworking father, a loving and homely mother, me studying and getting the best grades, a big and clean house, and always having a new year and a happy birthday (I'm only 16)
Not going to go into detail, but I feel like I can't tell if my feelings are valid, and that if my trauma and the things that happened to me are actually trauma, abuse, neglect, etc, or I'm just lying to myself, being entitled, insensitive, and a brat that just doesn't listen to their singular parent.
um I'm going to vent here My mom died of cancer and so I was left with my dad, alone, with no one except him, at home. He didn't rape me- he's not like that- but he is like, socially awkward? He's an introvert. And I'm an extrovert. And since I lived with him, I never really learnt how to properly talk to people and make friends and, combined with my adhd, I just can't make friends. They all leave me. And I hate it so much. And I can't even say sorry because they stopped being friends with me because I have dandruff, I have BO, I'm weird... I don't really think it'll get better tbh.
I don't understand why people would say such rude things about you like that they LITERALLY had no idea what you were going threw and they knew pretty well that they wouldn't like it if you said those things back. SOME PEOPLE NEED TO REALIZE WORDS CAN HURT WAY MORE THEN THEY THINK THEY DO.
I mean, Everything is okay? but I cant help but feel like its all going to fall apart soon. I feel so dumb no matter what, when I dont worry about the future, i feel reckless, and when I do, I feel like i am overthinking and preventing myself from enjoying the moment Everything and anything seems to be working in harmony to ruin everythihg, even the good moments feel like they're to distract me from real problems. Im too paranoic, i know it, and I hate it, but I just simply cant stop doing it, fear is the only thing that ever drives me forward, not ever hope or happiness, always just fear, fear of the tomorrow, fear of the consequences, fear of how other people may act and think, when I stop to look at any aspect of my life, i will always find it to be deeply rooted in paranoia and angst. I guess, I just kind of wish I could have been born a little better so things didnt need to be like this.
Oh. Oh I feel you. I’m in the exact same spot. I mean, I’m not afraid of what others think but I have many fears that I just can’t shake, some are dumb fears like bugs, others are fears that seem too realistic yet irrational at the same time, such as my mom potentially having…interest in me. I wish you the best of luck on your journey.
ouch. idk why this just hits. i got into college recently and it just wasnt as great as id expected it to be. ive had trauma w being homeschooled and saw college/my future as a way out but now dk if that will actually make me that happy anymore :,,) idk if anything will at this point...
Omori mentioned yaaaaaayyyyyyyyy🎉🎉🎉 This comforts me in such a weird way I dunno, I’m not feeling good rn I’m tempted to do something I shouldn’t. That’s such a nice playlist, tyyy!!!
Oh dearie me the amount of omori fans here (I am one of them). Anyways vent time. For the sake of anonymity, my age is from 14 to 16 My life has been teetering on the edge of being a bad dream to being literal hell since to moment I was born. I've always been on the more depressed side. No matter how good my life gets, it always somehow gets back to me hurting myself. When I was around 7, my older brother tried and succeeded to sexually assault me. He did it a couple times before eventually stopping for a while. he got me addicted to weed. I still struggle with addiction to this day. When I was 9, he sexually assaulted me when I was under the influence. Nothing about it feels real. I have been harming myself since I was 8, I still haven't stopped. I also feel like black sheep in my family. My mom doesn't support me because I am an Atheist and a transman. My dad barely supports me. Pretty much no one calls me my preferred name and the people who do don't use my pronoun (He/They). The whole situation has brought me to the thought of suicide. I don't wanna leave my friends but I really can't live like this.
I do not have any trauma but to the people who listen to this having trauma I hope you recover from that trauma and live a very fulfilling and happy life. I only listen to this playlist cuz I like the music tbh though I hope thats okay ^_________^
Vent? I'm not passing that down! ^^ is anyone else out there hiding every bit of emotion, craving comfort, terrified of other people to the point your now realizing you've been making yourself the "dangerous" kid just to protect yourself from your own mindset? Also realizing you've hurt so many other just out of fear but everyone else just sees you doing that because you wanna be "cool" or "I'm not like others"? Yeah me too, hope you get better.
since we're venting in the comments i might as well my childhood was never really normal, i often had extreme suicidal ideation. first suicide attempt at 12. it doesnt really get better like people say, its been years since that first attempt and yet i still have 2 battle a never-ending loop of suicidal thoughts. i told my family i wasnt really a danger 2 myself anymore, but honestly, im not sure how much longer i can do this. ive been trying 4 so long but i think at some point im going 2 give in again this isnt really related 2 trauma as much as it is suicidal ideation but the reason why im like this is definitely because of trauma of sorts
I haven’t had any trauma but I just clicked on bc I was bored but for me this is a really good playlist it’s like a vent playlist as well :)) I’ve been frustrated and overwhelmed for a long time already and having su1cidal thoughts lately and I can’t even express myself for who I really am (I’m a furry and possibly a therian) :(( and my whole family cousins friends classmates etc are Antis (except for 1 cousins and 1 friend) and I do quads secretly and I got gear for “just Halloween” and my sisters made fun of me for getting gear (they still are) and I’m getting so so sooo sick of it ;/ and I wear my gear for quads when I’m home alone it’s so stressful and I haven’t came out to ANYONE about being a therian except for that 1 cousin and friend they are so nice….but life is getting so stressful and overwhelming… ;( I just want to end it but Ik how I’ll make everyone sad and cry so I’ll promise not to commit it….i really am trying though… TO THE PERSON READING THIS!: please love yourself don’t even call yourself fat and ugly or whatever your beautiful and amazing dont worry what other people think! :) please please please if your trying to commit don’t…what about your pet(s) or family friend cousins etc they are going to miss you lots and lots of:((and cry so don’t commit things will get better I know it’s hard but you can do this! Your brave and strong and nice :) and if people don’t like u they don’t deserve u bye lovely person take care🫶🏽 By-Jessie🐾🪶
I just ran into this and decided to click on it, no story here. This is both calming, sad, and unsettling at the same time, like you accidentally phased through a wall and ended up in a world of mysterious and creepy wonders... I find it pretty interesting you included 2 of the caretaker's EATEOT songs (EATEOT is "Everywhere at the end of time" and was made to encapsulate the feeling of your brain slowly deteriorating and trying to remember the olden days as dementia takes over.)
I don’t know if I can even classify my shit as trauma bc idk if it traumatized me, like idk how to explain it. I know what happened to me was fucked and it really fucked me up as a kid and sometimes I still think about it and it sucks but it doesn’t affect my daily life like it isn’t “I can’t do anything I feel so bad” it’s more of I just feel like “I feel like shit and I want to die but I’m not gonna bc that would suck so I’ll just deal with it”. I act like a child now, and I don’t know how to stop. I remember as a kid I was allowed childish things, I was allowed to be that kid, but I didn’t. I don’t know, I felt weird as a kid. I remember for a few years (7-10) or something, me and a cousin would get gross and sexual. I never really wanted to do it, but he always made me feel like if I didn’t he’d feel bad. And he’d get all upset and I felt like I had to do it with him. So I sort of just always did. It wasn’t as bad as a lot of peoples SA’s, it was just something I chose to do so he wouldn’t feel bad. Like I know it was bad, but it’s my fault. I’m the one who did it so I don’t think I even have the right to feel bad. Anyway, I remember feeling disgustingly “grown up”. Like I was “too mature” to be a kid, so I was always in that mindset of “I’m not a kid. You don’t get to be childish”. I think part of it was probably because of the shit I did with that cousin. I don’t know. But now that I’m older, I can’t stop myself from acting like a little kid. I’m immature, I’m hyper fixated on dumb fucking cartoons and kids shows, I can’t even watch shows that have sexual themes because it makes me feel “grown up”. I don’t know what’s wrong with me, but whenever I think back on it I get shaky. Idk why I’m even venting in a comment section, I never do, but idk I guess I just need a place to put the things in my head. Sorry I’m writing so much, I doubt anyone will even read it. But anyway I might as well continue; I have this one very distinct memory of my dad hitting me. Just the one time, he never did it before and he never did it after. I can’t even remember what it was about, but I remember getting hit and sent to my room. I probably deserved it, I used to argue with my mom a lot as a kid so it’s probably about that. He never beat me or anything, he wasn’t physically abusive, but he hit me that one time. It’s not even abuse really, but idk it just makes me feel weird inside when I think back on it. I know I’m just being overly sensitive but it’s true. This doesn’t even count as trauma, but my family used to constantly fucking argue. My mom got most of it from my dad, he’d yell and yell and be so nasty to her. Sometimes I wished they’d gotten a divorce, for her sake really. Once my brother was older, my dad would shout at him too. Then later at me, and then my grandma once she moved it. See, I live my dad, and he’s not a bad person. B ur I remember hating being around him so fucking much as a kid because he’d make me feel so shitty. He didn’t insult us, he would just be mad. I remember crying to sleep most nights as a kid, I felt like life was never going to be okay. Nobody believes me when I say it; but k remember being like 4 in preschool, and I just hated myself. I hated everything. Sometimes i feel like i still do. I remember being this little girl, (I’m a guy now) and I was always around my big brother and my cousin (same cousin who SA’d me). I remember feeling horrible, I felt like I wasn’t meant to be that little girl. I wanted so badly to be like my brother and cousin, I was a little 5 year old girl and wished I was a boy. Now I’m one now, well not biologically but at least identifying as one. I HATED being a little girl, I hated how I got treated as a girl, I hated how I was so different looking than my brother and cousin. I was a kind of chubby kid, and throughout most of middle school and high school I was too. I fucking hated myself. As a 6 year old kid used to search for weight loss plans and try to do them, then I got an eating disorder in later pre teen to teenage years. My shit wasn’t as bad as a lot of people. I just happened to be miserable. I don’t know, I don’t think I even have the right to feel so bad, but I do. I feel horrible. I still feel like that little girl who wanted so badly to change. I remember my best friend, she was… something. She would introduce me to odd sexual things, I hated it. But more so I felt bad for her. She had it rough, she was a lot like me actually. Like almost the exact same except she didn’t want to be a boy. I still love her actually, we hardly talk, we hardly hangout, we hardly even see each other. But I love her. She was a bitch, but she was always there for me. She was rude and manipulative and made me feel insecure. But I can’t just not love her. She’s different now, she’s much nicer. I don’t love her romantically, but she’s still important to me and I do love her. Sometimes I miss being her best friend, even though we’re so different from each other now. Me and her were inseparably as kids, even though the friendship hurt me and was abusive in more ways that I can count. But she was MY best friend. She was the one thing that got to be shared by me and nobody else. I think a lot of how attached I was to her stemmed from the fact we were both insecure little girls who had kind of rough home lives and got pushed into sexual things. We were almost the same. When we were older, say around 9? We were with another friend. I don’t like to think about this other “friend”. But this other friend forced me and my bsf to do some nasty shit. And for once i didn’t feel like it was my fault. This friend physically forced me and my bsf into sexual situations and actions. I HATED it. I still feel gross sometimes. But for so reason it made me feel like I finally had a valid reason to feel awful, I finally had that moment where I couldn’t escape no matter what. Don’t misunderstand me, I hated that it happened, I hated that it happens to my bsf. But it made me feel like finally it wasn’t all in my head. Maybe I’m just fucked up. I don’t know. It sounds “emo” but maybe I’m just broken. But my childhood just seemed.. weird. It was filled with live from plenty of people, I just didn’t like the way they loved me. Well no, I loved how my brother and mom cared for me, they meant everything to me. But I didn’t like how my dad loved me. He was agressive, he wanted for fix everything for me but instead of just talking to me he’d make it worse. I hated my home life but I hated everything else too. I always wished to go home when I was at school, but whenever I was home I wished it felt like “home”. Sorry for rambling on and on and on for so long. Idc if nobody reads this. My life was as bad as others. I have no right to feel so shitty. But I do.
I am nowhere NEAR an expert so please don’t treat this like professional advice, but there is something called ‘micro-traumas’ and you might want to look into it. Also, a lot of your experiences are valid, so no matter what label they fall under, don’t beat yourself up over it. You’re valid :3
I was forced to grow up too early, my parents told and showed me stuff I didn’t wanna know, and they let bad things happen too me. I’m a teen now, and they wonder why I have mental issues.
i dont usually vent in comment sections but fuck it found this playlist right after seeing a short by clawedbeauty with a pov of slipping into little space and i suddenly just... started crying. something hurt inside me and i yearned for the comfort. i want to slip into little space and have someone hug me and take care of me instead of relying on alters. the few times i slipped into little space around my parents i was yelled at and lectured for something my child mind couldnt understand. and recently a new alter has formed and has been constantly lecturing me about how i need to do better, that alters in the inner world are suffering but didnt want to tell me bc they didnt trust me. even lecturing me about the front room and how "ugly" and "boring" it was which... yeah it is boring, but it was made almost a year ago. ive been wanting to change it for a while now but never really knew *what* to change it to. then add on outside stressors with everything going on in the world and my relationship with my parents constantly being tense. its funny to think about, sometimes. i used to trust my mom so much. id cry when she left and would follow her from room to room talking to her, even when she didnt look at me or, hell, walked into an entirely different room or even went outside. she would always tell me she was listening but i never believed her. my own dad doesnt even remember that im allergic to peanuts even tho ive been allergic my whole life and even the smell of peanut butter makes my throat feel tight. they dont remember things i told them but they expect me to remember what they told me. my mom was reluctant to let me go to my friends house bc my guinea pig that id given to them (i couldnt take care of her any longer) had died and it took me begging and crying for her to let me. we argued for a year straight, every single day, when i came out as trans. i once had a shitty day and asked if we had any news about hormones and she said the appointment was pushed back again and i cried. she told me i was guilt tripping and that it was "part of the bpd" (i dont have bpd). i used to trust her. i used to think to myself "i cant wait to go on a walk so i can tell her about this" or thinking that she was safe to vent to. now every word i say around her is picked carefully. sometimes i wonder if its possible to miss a childhood you never had
I went trought some shit too, and im still slowly recovering. My ex friend was toxic, i lost a family member, i was some sort of left behind, unable to help, my cousin forgot about me too.. damn, it feels weird. This sort of playlists strangely help me
I’m so sorry that happened, but in my opinion, a “v-card” is just a word for first time. That was not your first time :( don’t let it be, you can choose still, or just don’t do it at all
[Self harm warning] I started hurting myself at 13 and no one knows I think . I fear my cousin knows I was bullshitting when I said it was the cat. I want to go deeper, but I am scared of the consequences. I do not know my reason of doing this... is it mental? Boredom? Loneliness? I don't have a clear reason or excuse to myself let alone to my parent's if they ever find out. Im two month's clean but if my best friend breaks their streak, I will too. I'm scared of how deep I will try to cut if I do start again.
Same, but let’s try to stay positive, we don’t want people we know irl to know. If you look sad people with notice and get worried and they might notice what was going on, that’s why I always smile even when I don’t want to so peopel don’t notice
Are you doing it because I’m of your best friend? Do you have an odd attachment to them? Or is it coincidence? If that’s the case, I’d recommend l researching addiction quitting habits. Stay strong! I believe in you!
Pls are there any way someone could put time stamps with the songs names? I wanna know the name of the songs 😭 Sorry for bad English it's not my first language
Lil vent (weight comments, self-harm and other things…) I am friends with all guys, so naturally they all insult each other and make comments every now and then for fun or something. (I don’t understand why but that’s men ig) And being the only Nonbinary is a little difficult to get sympathy or any comfort from them. What really gets to me though are the weight and size comments, or ones about eating more. I overhear those often and it always strikes a cord with me, I’ve had eating issues and stuff in the past and comments like that, jokes or not, are definitely not appropriate. I’ve tried to tell them that and explain why but it falls on deaf ears and they try to counteract it. They’re like that with a few things I speak up about; dismissing pain or scary situations I’ve been in, jokes/comments about sensitive topics, things like that. Plus the fact I sometimes scratch or intentionally harm myself in front of them, yet they don’t try to stop it. (Been clean for months now luckily. I cut up bottles instead.) Maybe I’m just overreacting due to how Covid affected my socialization due to isolation, and my autism for not picking up on social cues, but I wish they just listened to me sometimes.
I am superrrr glad to say that things have gotta way better for me in the past year! Technically it’s still pretty bad considering the stuff going on at home and oh GOD the family drama! But I’m happier now. And that’s all that matters to me, not both sides of my family still telling me my mother was a horrible person even after she died. Not my cousin having assaulted me/HIS SIBLINGS and ruining my life or my grandparents guilting me into forgiving him. (Plus me having first period with him and it going slowly to having them over everyday) I want to live again for the first time in years and that’s all that matters to me
Hii, I've never done something like this because I always thought I was being a nuisance or that my problems were too small compared to everyone else, but I think I need to get this off my chest.. Okay, let's go: I have a group of friends who I love so much and who always support me. One of the group (I'll call him "P") dated a friend of ours (I'll call her "Y") and they two had a messy breakup because P didn't make it clear that he broke up with Y, weeks later starting to date one of the group (I'm calling her "J"). After that, everything started to fall apart and the group became increasingly distant due to miscommunication and fights, and I was left between a rock and a hard place. I hated hearing insults or comments being made behind or even in front of each other, and I always felt myself being pushed more and more to choose a side in all of this... I love them, I love them all and it really hurt me so much because I have some trauma with friendships.. I feel selfish for wanting everyone to get along again like they used to because both sides are hurting.. I feel so stressed and overwhelmed by it all that sometimes I still have anxiety attacks or depressive and suicidal thoughts because I feel like I could have avoided this or that I was a horrible friend. Now we all finish school and go our separate ways, becoming small groups. I always feel like I'm walking on eggshells when I talk to both groups because I didn't want this to happen... I feel like I'm betraying J and P's friendship by going on outings with the other group, but at the same time Y has been hurt so much that I just want her to feel happy. I just wanted to make everyone happy but I feel like I failed in my only purpose. Everyone seems to have just pretended that all this didn't happen, that the big group didn't happen and I hate it... ... I feel horrible for hating this. Thank you for listening to me and sorry if everything was confusing, English is not my mother language.
once my brother found out im afraid of nerf guns when i was 6 i was at the bathroom, i locked the door for the first time since i was young im not allowed. he suddenly closed the light when im inside. he knew im scared of the dark too so ye he shot the nerf guns outside the door as i cried :]
Can anyone help me? I’m scared of him. I’m scared of my brother. I feel like I won’t be able to put him out when he finally does it. Do I have the heart? The spine? I’m scared. I know he’ll do it someday. He has no heart. No soul. He’s a monster. I’ve never seen him show any emotion other than happiness, even when he’s not happy. He’s awful. I can’t do anything when he forces me to do things. I’m not strong enough to overpower him and not brave enough to end him. What do I do? I can’t keep living like this. 4 more years I have to wait. I sit everyday horrified by him. He has to like me. If this is what he does to me when he likes me, I can’t imagine what he’d do to someone he dislikes. I’m so scared. Please help me. I don’t know what to do. I’m so scared.
Ig i can share this stuff So in January of 2022, i lost my mom and it really hit me hard. The summer of 2022 is something i dont wanna walk about as i feel like its too traumatic and i just wamna forget about it. Just half a week ago i lost my dog to heart failure. Been bullied all through school so far, and now I'm starting to worry about nuclear war for the second tjme this year. I honestly doubt itll happen but im just... Scared of losing everything i love, losing myself, all of that. I genuinely feel like im losing bits of hope every single day, and i dont wanna lose it all.
@@dashietheplushcat I'm so sorry hon, don't give up honey, you are loved by me even if I am just a stranger on the internet who made a music playlist. . .I love you. . . I know this may be something you've heard alot but just hang in there hon. You are welcome to vent more if you need to, my channel and comment section is a safe space💖❤️💕💖
A day ago my dad beated me beacuse i burnt the rice twice and he beated me up badly he told my to kms and i never shouldve been born i now lost my smile and happiness i dont know anymore
Sorry for venting guys Sh topics: Ok, so I!ve self harmed for a while, ok? It’s been since 4th grade maybe? I’m in 6th now. The thing is, it got worse and worse. It’s summer time and it’s to hot, I had a t shirt on, I have many, many, long scars and new scabs on my hands and arms. My father saw. My I mention my dad is always at work, I never see him nor talk to him. I don’t Even think he knows my favorite color. Well, the thing is, he saw and asked me what happened. I didn’t reply. We just…stared at each other. A while later, he closed his eyes. I thought he fell asleep and I walked out the room. A minute or two later he walked out and told me to sit on the couch. I did. He asked me again what happened. No answer. He grabbed two water bottles and told me to stand up, he told me to put my arm so it and hold them them im a T Pose until I answered. I didn’t. 20 minutes later. My arms were shaking and I felt like crying. I told him I did it to myself and but the waters down. He told me to pick them back up. I slowly did. He asked *why* I did it. I really. Didn’t want to answer. So I said I didn’t have a reason. He yelled at me “I don’t know” isn’t a answer and forced me to continue. 30 minutes later. I put my arms down and told him I really didn’t have the answer and I was telling the truth. I was sobbing and couldn’t even recognize my own voice. My I mention im 11? He yelled for me to continue but I didn’t and yelled back. He got up and hit me multiple times. Til I fell on the couch. Sobbing, and shaking. I did. the same thing again. For two full hours. Til I just said it was because of stress. And we “talked” and he randomly went back to normal after that. As if nothing happens. And make jokes about it.
@@parrotparade2562 hon that does sound similar to a cult, it also sounds like what happened could be called educational mistreatment (not super sure but its still a form of ab*se non the less-) I hope you are doing better now, hon ❤️
This playlist is wonderful- i listen to it while i was writing (i know, a bit of a weird choice of writing music- but im really glad i clicked on it. Cuz this is super good.) Great playlist bud
@@cactuscat69 traumacore is NOT a aesthetic it is a coping mechanism for people like myself with Trauma, it provides a sense of comfort knowing that you aren't alone in your Trauma. Its a common and understandable misconception that Traumacore is an aesthetic when it is infact NOT. Hope this helped!!
better explanation: traumacore is a form of vent art in which people make images involving things from their childhood - but the images are usually pretty dark, because they're often related to a certain trauma the creator has. its a coping mechanism, usually to cope with trauma or traumatic events. its a bit different from other forms of vent art so it often gets mistaked as an aesthetic of sorts, probably because it has the word -core in it. e: it might be easier 2 just look up examples of traumacore images, so you can get the general gist, since its a bit hard 2 explain in text.
@@icryconfetti yea ngl you have a point… but i dont mean it in a rude way or im trying to say like “yo im horrible at comforting ppl but in my head im doing a better job”
Can anyone help me? I’m scared of him. I’m scared of my brother. I feel like I won’t be able to put him out when he finally does it. Do I have the heart? The spine? I’m scared. I know he’ll do it someday. He has no heart. No soul. He’s a monster. I’ve never seen him show any emotion other than happiness, even when he’s not happy. He’s awful. I can’t do anything when he forces me to do things. I’m not strong enough to overpower him and not brave enough to end him. What do I do? I can’t keep living like this. 4 more years I have to wait. I sit everyday horrified by him. He has to like me. If this is what he does to me when he likes me, I can’t imagine what he’d do to someone he dislikes. I’m so scared. Please help me. I don’t know what to do. I’m so scared.
I am so sorry...you shouldn't have or be going through that...I will try to provide as much comfort as I can...though I wish I knew what to do to get you out of there...
@@2000snostalgia0 thank you. I recognize that no stranger on the internet can help me, no matter how much I search. Im not sure why I bother to say this. I’m on my own, but I can manage, I hope.
i'm so sorry that you're going through a horrible situation like that :( have you tried telling someone irl that you know will support you? if not, i hope you can find someone that will. i would say that you could try your best to avoid him for the time being, although it is hard when you are living together (?) . i'm not familar with your situation, but i hope you can persevere through it
@@lxve4691 thank you. Yea I am living with him and he is constantly around me, the only safe place is locking myself in the bathroom. There is no one I find trust worthy that I know in real life, but thank you for your advice.
okay first of all. HOW IS THIS NOT POPULAR LIKE MAN THIS IS AMAZING!! Its a Slaylist!!
You said people in the coments can vent, well let me talk about my beautiful setionsion with my friends (Im really sorry for my grammer!)
I have this friend group and so far they all been really kind and nice people, but after summerbreak all of them changed. My two bestfriends started to always make fun of me and judge me whenever I do something weird or look like something. Example: Once I was too tired to do my makeup they started laughing at me for not doing it and said I look like a rat. Then they just started laughing.
Today my whole friendgroup started making fun of this one Arab girl in our class and since Im half Arab and they literally acted racist I got really pissed off. They asked me why I look so angry and I told them theyre been racist but they said they werent. Word by word what I said was: ''You dont need to call black people by the n- word and tell black people to go back to their country to be racist..'' I said that in a really mad tone and with an attitude. And I meant it! They just said that they were telling the truth and not acting racist. But like do you think its not been a racist when you literally make fun of where theyre from and theyre black and that they are really annoying and uses alot of perfume. You do understand that in Arab countries is really hot and people uses alot of perfume in there???? (The girl moved from Arab to Europe like 2 years ago)
Thank you for reading if you read all of that!! Love everyone and I hope everyone has a great day!!!!
I have been through a lot of childhood trauma. I was isolated when i was a child and have so many issues with my father. These playlists make me relive my childhood the way I should of had it. I appreciate these playlist, it gives me so much comfort knowing that other people understand what I went through. Its sad that i am more open about my trauma on the internet than my family. they just get so uncomfortable so I stopped opening uo.
@@midnightfoxy3026 I'm so sorry you went through that...I want you to know that my channel is a safe space your feelings are valid and you are loved. Please know you are always welcome to vent here in my channels comment sections❤️
My, my. So many poor souls with terrible experiences. No child or person in general should ever go through this. This is terrible. I hope you all have a healthy recovery. I love you all, just remember that
Usually I feel weird about venting on a playlist from years ago
But now I don't feel weird and late!1!1!1
Alrighty, I don't wanna get all personal or anything, so here's this:
When I was a kid (7-10), my parents refused to let me go outside unless I cleaned my room.
Me being the stubborn child I was, I didn't listen to them and just stayed inside.
Once I had moved houses (10-12), I started becoming really depressed.
I'd go longer without sleep, I was always quiet and tired (physically, emotionally), I barely ate on the weekends.
Even when given the chance to go out somewhere nice and eat something, I refused to go outside.
I then became more and more "addicted" to my devices, interacting less with my family.
My depression and suicidal thoughts began in Autumn, it ended when it became Spring.
And now it's Fall again, everything feels meaningless and I don't wanna socialize much.
This is when I realized that I might have seasonal depression.
But I'm doing alright ^_^ (for now lol)
bro, I just read another comment, I was literally trying to think of something original that happened to me that I could vent about. I've so far seen 2 that I can relate to 💀👍
You get so totally all of my respect for the discalimer in the beginning, that traumacore is not an aethestic and actually something people need to live with
AAAAAA You Smell of Dead Flowers referenced AAAAAAAA
I typed out a long vent but the page buffered and I lost it :(
-The Basis of It
I learned about s*x at a young age not because anyone touched me but because I was accused of s*xually a**ulting my little half-sister. I was nine, she was five, and there were a lot of adults around us who did not give a sh*t about the kids they were supposedly 'fighting for custody of'. I was a fairly innocent nine-year-old and my little sister has managed to forget about it, but we're both in therapy now and the long-lasting effects (no touching, no being unsupervised together, no talking about why I hate her side of the family) made it difficult for us to form a connection until now.
YOU SCARED ME I THOUGHT THE FIRST SONG WAS FINAL DUET, IM ABT TO CRY
me too lmao😭😭 omori has been keeping me on a chokehold
@@_riaruuu Real
i apologize for venting in the comments.
trigger warning: s*lf harm
when i was about 9 years old, i began hurting myself by slamming my head against lockers and hard objects. i didn't understand why i did such actions, but as i grew older and older, the urge to inflict more harm grew as i turned 10 years old.
i began seeking ways to make myself either bruised or bleed even from the slightest blunt/sharp object i could find.
i reached middle school, a school that wasn't great. there were a lot of people who made fun of someone for doing something that was deemed weird or strange to other people. it was normalized.
my art class had box cutters, and since i sat behind the class, i picked up the box cutters and began the usual thing ive been doing since childhood.
it got so addictive to the point i became obsessed over harming myself. for every wrong thing i did, i'd pick up a knife or something that can scratch my skin and scar.
it felt good.
something to release my mind from the stress.
it's better than having to relive a memory you've blocked from your childhood years that have scarred you.
i hope one day i make a slip-up and cut an artery and die peacefully.
and pray that my partner doesn't find out.
@@UNT1TL3D. Don't apologize for venting, my comments and channel are a safe space ❤️
i am so sorry this is happening to you. my heart goes out to you and i hope you can feel better eventually. this stage wont last forever. trust me.
i dont know if i have trauma but i used to self harm and had negative childhood expriences. i have ocd and sensory issues. not diagnosed with adhd but my therapist said i probably have it too so ugh. ill just yap in this comment such a nice playlist heheh. and started to take meds but i dont want to. im scared ill be less clean like my parents. i really feel like i should wash my hands four times after touching something bad. i hate it when my feet touch the floor. i HAVE to wear socks all the time. the ground is never clean enough. i will never be clean enough and i know it. we are all dirty. i feel dirty in shower, after shower, in school. i dont like it when my friends touch my arms because their hands are probably not even that clean but i dont say anything when they do because if i do so then ill look like a clean freak. like i am. no yk what im normal. i just care about hygine more other people do. maybe i dont even have ocd and dont need meds. now i sound crazy. why is it so hard to exist? i wish i wasnt human but lmao thatd be so nasty animals are literally so dirty id be crying all the time
Gosh, this is one of my favorite playlists. I had a lot of traumas and needs as a kid. I was always alone at recess and was constantly bullied at school. In addition, I have a narcissistic mother and a philandering father. At the age of seven, I was already doing housework, taking care of my sister and feeding my mother in bed while she watched her social media twenty-four hours a day (she did nothing and pretended to be depressed). This playlist makes me remember the few good times I've had and makes me forget that I'm not educated. I haven't studied for four years and I feel like an ignoramus. I've always wanted to live like in American movies: a happy and hardworking father, a loving and homely mother, me studying and getting the best grades, a big and clean house, and always having a new year and a happy birthday (I'm only 16)
Not going to go into detail, but I feel like I can't tell if my feelings are valid, and that if my trauma and the things that happened to me are actually trauma, abuse, neglect, etc, or I'm just lying to myself, being entitled, insensitive, and a brat that just doesn't listen to their singular parent.
um I'm going to vent here
My mom died of cancer and so I was left with my dad, alone, with no one except him, at home. He didn't rape me- he's not like that- but he is like, socially awkward? He's an introvert. And I'm an extrovert. And since I lived with him, I never really learnt how to properly talk to people and make friends and, combined with my adhd, I just can't make friends. They all leave me. And I hate it so much. And I can't even say sorry because they stopped being friends with me because I have dandruff, I have BO, I'm weird...
I don't really think it'll get better tbh.
I don't understand why people would say such rude things about you like that they LITERALLY had no idea what you were going threw and they knew pretty well that they wouldn't like it if you said those things back. SOME PEOPLE NEED TO REALIZE WORDS CAN HURT WAY MORE THEN THEY THINK THEY DO.
I mean, Everything is okay? but I cant help but feel like its all going to fall apart soon.
I feel so dumb no matter what, when I dont worry about the future, i feel reckless, and when I do, I feel like i am overthinking and preventing myself from enjoying the moment
Everything and anything seems to be working in harmony to ruin everythihg, even the good moments feel like they're to distract me from real problems.
Im too paranoic, i know it, and I hate it, but I just simply cant stop doing it, fear is the only thing that ever drives me forward, not ever hope or happiness, always just fear, fear of the tomorrow, fear of the consequences, fear of how other people may act and think, when I stop to look at any aspect of my life, i will always find it to be deeply rooted in paranoia and angst.
I guess, I just kind of wish I could have been born a little better so things didnt need to be like this.
Oh. Oh I feel you. I’m in the exact same spot. I mean, I’m not afraid of what others think but I have many fears that I just can’t shake, some are dumb fears like bugs, others are fears that seem too realistic yet irrational at the same time, such as my mom potentially having…interest in me. I wish you the best of luck on your journey.
I actually like how you added that its not an aesthetic bc some people thing it is
ouch. idk why this just hits. i got into college recently and it just wasnt as great as id expected it to be. ive had trauma w being homeschooled and saw college/my future as a way out but now dk if that will actually make me that happy anymore :,,) idk if anything will at this point...
this makes me feel a bit better about everything that happened, thank you hun
Omori mentioned yaaaaaayyyyyyyyy🎉🎉🎉 This comforts me in such a weird way I dunno, I’m not feeling good rn I’m tempted to do something I shouldn’t. That’s such a nice playlist, tyyy!!!
Oh dearie me the amount of omori fans here (I am one of them). Anyways vent time. For the sake of anonymity, my age is from 14 to 16
My life has been teetering on the edge of being a bad dream to being literal hell since to moment I was born. I've always been on the more depressed side. No matter how good my life gets, it always somehow gets back to me hurting myself. When I was around 7, my older brother tried and succeeded to sexually assault me. He did it a couple times before eventually stopping for a while. he got me addicted to weed. I still struggle with addiction to this day. When I was 9, he sexually assaulted me when I was under the influence. Nothing about it feels real. I have been harming myself since I was 8, I still haven't stopped.
I also feel like black sheep in my family. My mom doesn't support me because I am an Atheist and a transman. My dad barely supports me. Pretty much no one calls me my preferred name and the people who do don't use my pronoun (He/They). The whole situation has brought me to the thought of suicide. I don't wanna leave my friends but I really can't live like this.
I do not have any trauma but to the people who listen to this having trauma I hope you recover from that trauma and live a very fulfilling and happy life. I only listen to this playlist cuz I like the music tbh though I hope thats okay ^_________^
WAS NOT EXPECTING OPAL AS THE SECOND SONG HOLY HELL
Vent? I'm not passing that down! ^^
is anyone else out there hiding every bit of emotion, craving comfort, terrified of other people to the point your now realizing you've been making yourself the "dangerous" kid just to protect yourself from your own mindset? Also realizing you've hurt so many other just out of fear but everyone else just sees you doing that because you wanna be "cool" or "I'm not like others"? Yeah me too, hope you get better.
I’m like a twig, I get stepped all over until I finally snap.
since we're venting in the comments i might as well
my childhood was never really normal, i often had extreme suicidal ideation. first suicide attempt at 12. it doesnt really get better like people say, its been years since that first attempt and yet i still have 2 battle a never-ending loop of suicidal thoughts. i told my family i wasnt really a danger 2 myself anymore, but honestly, im not sure how much longer i can do this. ive been trying 4 so long but i think at some point im going 2 give in again
this isnt really related 2 trauma as much as it is suicidal ideation but the reason why im like this is definitely because of trauma of sorts
I haven’t had any trauma but I just clicked on bc I was bored but for me this is a really good playlist it’s like a vent playlist as well :)) I’ve been frustrated and overwhelmed for a long time already and having su1cidal thoughts lately and I can’t even express myself for who I really am (I’m a furry and possibly a therian) :(( and my whole family cousins friends classmates etc are Antis (except for 1 cousins and 1 friend) and I do quads secretly and I got gear for “just Halloween” and my sisters made fun of me for getting gear (they still are) and I’m getting so so sooo sick of it ;/ and I wear my gear for quads when I’m home alone it’s so stressful and I haven’t came out to ANYONE about being a therian except for that 1 cousin and friend they are so nice….but life is getting so stressful and overwhelming… ;( I just want to end it but Ik how I’ll make everyone sad and cry so I’ll promise not to commit it….i really am trying though…
TO THE PERSON READING THIS!: please love yourself don’t even call yourself fat and ugly or whatever your beautiful and amazing dont worry what other people think! :) please please please if your trying to commit don’t…what about your pet(s) or family friend cousins etc they are going to miss you lots and lots of:((and cry so don’t commit things will get better I know it’s hard but you can do this! Your brave and strong and nice :) and if people don’t like u they don’t deserve u bye lovely person take care🫶🏽
By-Jessie🐾🪶
I just ran into this and decided to click on it, no story here.
This is both calming, sad, and unsettling at the same time, like you accidentally phased through a wall and ended up in a world of mysterious and creepy wonders...
I find it pretty interesting you included 2 of the caretaker's EATEOT songs (EATEOT is "Everywhere at the end of time" and was made to encapsulate the feeling of your brain slowly deteriorating and trying to remember the olden days as dementia takes over.)
Really? I didn't know that was the story behind those two songs- cool and thought provoking none the less 👍
I don’t know if I can even classify my shit as trauma bc idk if it traumatized me, like idk how to explain it. I know what happened to me was fucked and it really fucked me up as a kid and sometimes I still think about it and it sucks but it doesn’t affect my daily life like it isn’t “I can’t do anything I feel so bad” it’s more of I just feel like “I feel like shit and I want to die but I’m not gonna bc that would suck so I’ll just deal with it”.
I act like a child now, and I don’t know how to stop. I remember as a kid I was allowed childish things, I was allowed to be that kid, but I didn’t. I don’t know, I felt weird as a kid. I remember for a few years (7-10) or something, me and a cousin would get gross and sexual. I never really wanted to do it, but he always made me feel like if I didn’t he’d feel bad. And he’d get all upset and I felt like I had to do it with him. So I sort of just always did. It wasn’t as bad as a lot of peoples SA’s, it was just something I chose to do so he wouldn’t feel bad. Like I know it was bad, but it’s my fault. I’m the one who did it so I don’t think I even have the right to feel bad.
Anyway, I remember feeling disgustingly “grown up”. Like I was “too mature” to be a kid, so I was always in that mindset of “I’m not a kid. You don’t get to be childish”. I think part of it was probably because of the shit I did with that cousin. I don’t know. But now that I’m older, I can’t stop myself from acting like a little kid. I’m immature, I’m hyper fixated on dumb fucking cartoons and kids shows, I can’t even watch shows that have sexual themes because it makes me feel “grown up”. I don’t know what’s wrong with me, but whenever I think back on it I get shaky.
Idk why I’m even venting in a comment section, I never do, but idk I guess I just need a place to put the things in my head. Sorry I’m writing so much, I doubt anyone will even read it. But anyway I might as well continue; I have this one very distinct memory of my dad hitting me. Just the one time, he never did it before and he never did it after. I can’t even remember what it was about, but I remember getting hit and sent to my room. I probably deserved it, I used to argue with my mom a lot as a kid so it’s probably about that. He never beat me or anything, he wasn’t physically abusive, but he hit me that one time. It’s not even abuse really, but idk it just makes me feel weird inside when I think back on it. I know I’m just being overly sensitive but it’s true.
This doesn’t even count as trauma, but my family used to constantly fucking argue. My mom got most of it from my dad, he’d yell and yell and be so nasty to her. Sometimes I wished they’d gotten a divorce, for her sake really. Once my brother was older, my dad would shout at him too. Then later at me, and then my grandma once she moved it. See, I live my dad, and he’s not a bad person. B ur I remember hating being around him so fucking much as a kid because he’d make me feel so shitty. He didn’t insult us, he would just be mad. I remember crying to sleep most nights as a kid, I felt like life was never going to be okay. Nobody believes me when I say it; but k remember being like 4 in preschool, and I just hated myself. I hated everything. Sometimes i feel like i still do.
I remember being this little girl, (I’m a guy now) and I was always around my big brother and my cousin (same cousin who SA’d me). I remember feeling horrible, I felt like I wasn’t meant to be that little girl. I wanted so badly to be like my brother and cousin, I was a little 5 year old girl and wished I was a boy. Now I’m one now, well not biologically but at least identifying as one. I HATED being a little girl, I hated how I got treated as a girl, I hated how I was so different looking than my brother and cousin. I was a kind of chubby kid, and throughout most of middle school and high school I was too. I fucking hated myself. As a 6 year old kid used to search for weight loss plans and try to do them, then I got an eating disorder in later pre teen to teenage years.
My shit wasn’t as bad as a lot of people. I just happened to be miserable. I don’t know, I don’t think I even have the right to feel so bad, but I do. I feel horrible. I still feel like that little girl who wanted so badly to change. I remember my best friend, she was… something. She would introduce me to odd sexual things, I hated it. But more so I felt bad for her. She had it rough, she was a lot like me actually. Like almost the exact same except she didn’t want to be a boy. I still love her actually, we hardly talk, we hardly hangout, we hardly even see each other. But I love her. She was a bitch, but she was always there for me. She was rude and manipulative and made me feel insecure. But I can’t just not love her. She’s different now, she’s much nicer. I don’t love her romantically, but she’s still important to me and I do love her. Sometimes I miss being her best friend, even though we’re so different from each other now.
Me and her were inseparably as kids, even though the friendship hurt me and was abusive in more ways that I can count. But she was MY best friend. She was the one thing that got to be shared by me and nobody else. I think a lot of how attached I was to her stemmed from the fact we were both insecure little girls who had kind of rough home lives and got pushed into sexual things. We were almost the same. When we were older, say around 9? We were with another friend. I don’t like to think about this other “friend”. But this other friend forced me and my bsf to do some nasty shit. And for once i didn’t feel like it was my fault. This friend physically forced me and my bsf into sexual situations and actions. I HATED it. I still feel gross sometimes. But for so reason it made me feel like I finally had a valid reason to feel awful, I finally had that moment where I couldn’t escape no matter what. Don’t misunderstand me, I hated that it happened, I hated that it happens to my bsf. But it made me feel like finally it wasn’t all in my head.
Maybe I’m just fucked up. I don’t know. It sounds “emo” but maybe I’m just broken. But my childhood just seemed.. weird. It was filled with live from plenty of people, I just didn’t like the way they loved me. Well no, I loved how my brother and mom cared for me, they meant everything to me. But I didn’t like how my dad loved me. He was agressive, he wanted for fix everything for me but instead of just talking to me he’d make it worse. I hated my home life but I hated everything else too.
I always wished to go home when I was at school, but whenever I was home I wished it felt like “home”.
Sorry for rambling on and on and on for so long. Idc if nobody reads this. My life was as bad as others. I have no right to feel so shitty. But I do.
I am nowhere NEAR an expert so please don’t treat this like professional advice, but there is something called ‘micro-traumas’ and you might want to look into it. Also, a lot of your experiences are valid, so no matter what label they fall under, don’t beat yourself up over it. You’re valid :3
I was forced to grow up too early, my parents told and showed me stuff I didn’t wanna know, and they let bad things happen too me. I’m a teen now, and they wonder why I have mental issues.
guys i definitely love everything so much! everything is so much fun and joy and happy!
i dont usually vent in comment sections but fuck it
found this playlist right after seeing a short by clawedbeauty with a pov of slipping into little space and i suddenly just... started crying. something hurt inside me and i yearned for the comfort. i want to slip into little space and have someone hug me and take care of me instead of relying on alters. the few times i slipped into little space around my parents i was yelled at and lectured for something my child mind couldnt understand.
and recently a new alter has formed and has been constantly lecturing me about how i need to do better, that alters in the inner world are suffering but didnt want to tell me bc they didnt trust me. even lecturing me about the front room and how "ugly" and "boring" it was which... yeah it is boring, but it was made almost a year ago. ive been wanting to change it for a while now but never really knew *what* to change it to.
then add on outside stressors with everything going on in the world and my relationship with my parents constantly being tense. its funny to think about, sometimes. i used to trust my mom so much. id cry when she left and would follow her from room to room talking to her, even when she didnt look at me or, hell, walked into an entirely different room or even went outside. she would always tell me she was listening but i never believed her. my own dad doesnt even remember that im allergic to peanuts even tho ive been allergic my whole life and even the smell of peanut butter makes my throat feel tight. they dont remember things i told them but they expect me to remember what they told me. my mom was reluctant to let me go to my friends house bc my guinea pig that id given to them (i couldnt take care of her any longer) had died and it took me begging and crying for her to let me. we argued for a year straight, every single day, when i came out as trans. i once had a shitty day and asked if we had any news about hormones and she said the appointment was pushed back again and i cried. she told me i was guilt tripping and that it was "part of the bpd" (i dont have bpd).
i used to trust her. i used to think to myself "i cant wait to go on a walk so i can tell her about this" or thinking that she was safe to vent to. now every word i say around her is picked carefully.
sometimes i wonder if its possible to miss a childhood you never had
I went trought some shit too, and im still slowly recovering. My ex friend was toxic, i lost a family member, i was some sort of left behind, unable to help, my cousin forgot about me too.. damn, it feels weird. This sort of playlists strangely help me
I lost my v-card from rape when I was 12 to my brother :( it really messsed me up for the rest of my life- still does but I've gotten better
@@BubblesThefloof-jw7zz I'm glad you're doing better ❤️❤️
I’m so sorry that happened, but in my opinion, a “v-card” is just a word for first time. That was not your first time :( don’t let it be, you can choose still, or just don’t do it at all
[Self harm warning]
I started hurting myself at 13 and no one knows I think . I fear my cousin knows I was bullshitting when I said it was the cat.
I want to go deeper, but I am scared of the consequences. I do not know my reason of doing this... is it mental? Boredom? Loneliness? I don't have a clear reason or excuse to myself let alone to my parent's if they ever find out. Im two month's clean but if my best friend breaks their streak, I will too. I'm scared of how deep I will try to cut if I do start again.
Don't do that please:(
You r not alone, I hope you ask for help same day
Same, but let’s try to stay positive, we don’t want people we know irl to know. If you look sad people with notice and get worried and they might notice what was going on, that’s why I always smile even when I don’t want to so peopel don’t notice
Are you doing it because I’m of your best friend? Do you have an odd attachment to them? Or is it coincidence? If that’s the case, I’d recommend l researching addiction quitting habits. Stay strong! I believe in you!
Pls are there any way someone could put time stamps with the songs names? I wanna know the name of the songs 😭
Sorry for bad English it's not my first language
He ruined me, but its my fault. I ruined myself. Im sure i ruined him too. I cant feel genuine enthusiasm to live to see college anymore
@@moony3335 I'm so sorry you went through that, please stay with us hon, things will get better (I know that sounds cliche) you are loved 💖💕💖💖
I just realized my response sounded like a bot- 💀
@@2000snostalgia0 yeah it did LMFAO
Lil vent (weight comments, self-harm and other things…)
I am friends with all guys, so naturally they all insult each other and make comments every now and then for fun or something. (I don’t understand why but that’s men ig) And being the only Nonbinary is a little difficult to get sympathy or any comfort from them. What really gets to me though are the weight and size comments, or ones about eating more. I overhear those often and it always strikes a cord with me, I’ve had eating issues and stuff in the past and comments like that, jokes or not, are definitely not appropriate. I’ve tried to tell them that and explain why but it falls on deaf ears and they try to counteract it. They’re like that with a few things I speak up about; dismissing pain or scary situations I’ve been in, jokes/comments about sensitive topics, things like that. Plus the fact I sometimes scratch or intentionally harm myself in front of them, yet they don’t try to stop it. (Been clean for months now luckily. I cut up bottles instead.) Maybe I’m just overreacting due to how Covid affected my socialization due to isolation, and my autism for not picking up on social cues, but I wish they just listened to me sometimes.
I'm so sorry, they shouldn't make comments about your weight hon, you are Beautiful, okay? ❤️
@@2000snostalgia0 Thank you, that’s extremely kind of ya, even if it’s said indirectly to me, it still affects me, y’know?
I am superrrr glad to say that things have gotta way better for me in the past year! Technically it’s still pretty bad considering the stuff going on at home and oh GOD the family drama! But I’m happier now. And that’s all that matters to me, not both sides of my family still telling me my mother was a horrible person even after she died. Not my cousin having assaulted me/HIS SIBLINGS and ruining my life or my grandparents guilting me into forgiving him. (Plus me having first period with him and it going slowly to having them over everyday) I want to live again for the first time in years and that’s all that matters to me
They said it would get better. They lied.
AMAZING SONGS!
Thanks for doing this playlist, currently lying on my bed while I hear it :)
Hii, I've never done something like this because I always thought I was being a nuisance or that my problems were too small compared to everyone else, but I think I need to get this off my chest.. Okay, let's go:
I have a group of friends who I love so much and who always support me. One of the group (I'll call him "P") dated a friend of ours (I'll call her "Y") and they two had a messy breakup because P didn't make it clear that he broke up with Y, weeks later starting to date one of the group (I'm calling her "J"). After that, everything started to fall apart and the group became increasingly distant due to miscommunication and fights, and I was left between a rock and a hard place.
I hated hearing insults or comments being made behind or even in front of each other, and I always felt myself being pushed more and more to choose a side in all of this... I love them, I love them all and it really hurt me so much because I have some trauma with friendships.. I feel selfish for wanting everyone to get along again like they used to because both sides are hurting..
I feel so stressed and overwhelmed by it all that sometimes I still have anxiety attacks or depressive and suicidal thoughts because I feel like I could have avoided this or that I was a horrible friend.
Now we all finish school and go our separate ways, becoming small groups. I always feel like I'm walking on eggshells when I talk to both groups because I didn't want this to happen... I feel like I'm betraying J and P's friendship by going on outings with the other group, but at the same time Y has been hurt so much that I just want her to feel happy.
I just wanted to make everyone happy but I feel like I failed in my only purpose. Everyone seems to have just pretended that all this didn't happen, that the big group didn't happen and I hate it...
... I feel horrible for hating this.
Thank you for listening to me and sorry if everything was confusing, English is not my mother language.
I thought I’d hate this but it’s really soothing for some reason…I desperately need and want to vent but I don’t know how to fully open up like that
Yeah i think things will get better actually. Thanks 4 the playlist
once my brother found out im afraid of nerf guns when i was 6 i was at the bathroom, i locked the door for the first time since i was young im not allowed. he suddenly closed the light when im inside. he knew im scared of the dark too so ye he shot the nerf guns outside the door as i cried :]
now that I'm thinking about it my whole life has been nothing but trauma
What song is at 1:47? It's giving me Mario Galaxy vibes, but I can't quite place it
Hi by Temporex. I hope this helped you! :}
@@kingdedede3090thank you for helping them out btw ❤️
@@kingdedede3090 Ty!
Can anyone help me? I’m scared of him. I’m scared of my brother. I feel like I won’t be able to put him out when he finally does it. Do I have the heart? The spine? I’m scared. I know he’ll do it someday. He has no heart. No soul. He’s a monster. I’ve never seen him show any emotion other than happiness, even when he’s not happy. He’s awful. I can’t do anything when he forces me to do things. I’m not strong enough to overpower him and not brave enough to end him. What do I do? I can’t keep living like this. 4 more years I have to wait. I sit everyday horrified by him. He has to like me. If this is what he does to me when he likes me, I can’t imagine what he’d do to someone he dislikes. I’m so scared. Please help me. I don’t know what to do. I’m so scared.
I have no idea who you are but I’m here for you if you ever need me. If you need to talk, talk to me. I won’t judge. :)
Endure i tell myself yet i don't know how much can i endure
Ig i can share this stuff
So in January of 2022, i lost my mom and it really hit me hard. The summer of 2022 is something i dont wanna walk about as i feel like its too traumatic and i just wamna forget about it. Just half a week ago i lost my dog to heart failure. Been bullied all through school so far, and now I'm starting to worry about nuclear war for the second tjme this year. I honestly doubt itll happen but im just... Scared of losing everything i love, losing myself, all of that.
I genuinely feel like im losing bits of hope every single day, and i dont wanna lose it all.
@@dashietheplushcat I'm so sorry hon, don't give up honey, you are loved by me even if I am just a stranger on the internet who made a music playlist. . .I love you. . . I know this may be something you've heard alot but just hang in there hon. You are welcome to vent more if you need to, my channel and comment section is a safe space💖❤️💕💖
@@2000snostalgia0 thx, kinda needed it actually
@@dashietheplushcat of course hon 💖
Lmao not me trying hard to work through my trauma lately but don’t really know how on my own.
My mom lost a baby due to my drug addict dad, and now that my mom has a boyfriend now. It's worst.
A day ago my dad beated me beacuse i burnt the rice twice and he beated me up badly he told my to kms and i never shouldve been born i now lost my smile and happiness i dont know anymore
to be honest
the first song hits Me
when I was a newborn baby my mom listen to this song
i need more. like srsly this playlist is my lifeline.
wait a damn minute. Am I already depressed at the age of ten?? that didn't take long, sorry if you guys got it at an earlier age hope you get better ☺
Sorry for venting guys
Sh topics:
Ok, so I!ve self harmed for a while, ok? It’s been since 4th grade maybe? I’m in 6th now. The thing is, it got worse and worse. It’s summer time and it’s to hot, I had a t shirt on, I have many, many, long scars and new scabs on my hands and arms. My father saw. My I mention my dad is always at work, I never see him nor talk to him. I don’t Even think he knows my favorite color. Well, the thing is, he saw and asked me what happened. I didn’t reply. We just…stared at each other. A while later, he closed his eyes. I thought he fell asleep and I walked out the room. A minute or two later he walked out and told me to sit on the couch. I did. He asked me again what happened. No answer. He grabbed two water bottles and told me to stand up, he told me to put my arm so it and hold them them im a T Pose until I answered. I didn’t. 20 minutes later. My arms were shaking and I felt like crying. I told him I did it to myself and but the waters down. He told me to pick them back up. I slowly did. He asked *why* I did it. I really. Didn’t want to answer. So I said I didn’t have a reason. He yelled at me “I don’t know” isn’t a answer and forced me to continue. 30 minutes later. I put my arms down and told him I really didn’t have the answer and I was telling the truth. I was sobbing and couldn’t even recognize my own voice. My I mention im 11? He yelled for me to continue but I didn’t and yelled back. He got up and hit me multiple times. Til I fell on the couch. Sobbing, and shaking. I did. the same thing again. For two full hours. Til I just said it was because of stress. And we “talked” and he randomly went back to normal after that. As if nothing happens. And make jokes about it.
18:35 WHAT IS THAT SONG I NEED NAME
Cruel by Mercy Necromancy
Edit: Hope this helped ❤️
Also, sorry for commenting twice, but can you please tell me how you find these types of images? I love them, and I would like to know how to get more
@@lancelover789 no problem! I find the images off of Pinterest under Weirdcore or traumacore images! (I sounded like a bot- help- 😭)
5:37 name?
open.spotify.com/track/6DKY3Be7mWP65FodxRnNZ3?si=kXwJds-6TaGFWeqVXEuNbg
The song title was in Japanese- heres the link to the song though! ❤️
Time stamps please
Lil vent:) if someone has tips on how to get it to get better I’d love to hear it
@@parrotparade2562 hon that does sound similar to a cult, it also sounds like what happened could be called educational mistreatment (not super sure but its still a form of ab*se non the less-) I hope you are doing better now, hon ❤️
@@2000snostalgia0 thank you, it’s been almost two years since I left and I’m doing a bit better now! :D How are you?
@@parrotparade2562i've been doing better, I'm glad you're doing okay now :3
chat why does life suck
This playlist is wonderful- i listen to it while i was writing (i know, a bit of a weird choice of writing music- but im really glad i clicked on it. Cuz this is super good.) Great playlist bud
A faint signal by infinity frequencies
Gah thank you so much
@@arlozzz no problem 👍🧍♀️
i hate life
3:17 what song is this?
open.spotify.com/track/7nlbl6r0b1bwvSq2v5Ilgf?si=KvpBMW1XQgiDEgsh9LMdtw
Heres the link to the song, the title was in a Different language-
1:48 name please 😔🙏🙏
Hi by temporex
@@2000snostalgia0 thank you so much! 🙏
@@YukiM0_ri np 🧍♀️👍
6:37 whats the song?
Clair de lune - remix by Will borders
@@2000snostalgia0
TYSMM
What’s the first song, please??
@@El-Ash11ko. Nocturne in E-flat major, Op.9: No. 2 by Frédéic chopin and Bo
@@2000snostalgia0 thank you
What is traumacore exactly? I don’t really understand?
@@cactuscat69 traumacore is NOT a aesthetic it is a coping mechanism for people like myself with Trauma, it provides a sense of comfort knowing that you aren't alone in your Trauma. Its a common and understandable misconception that Traumacore is an aesthetic when it is infact NOT. Hope this helped!!
better explanation:
traumacore is a form of vent art in which people make images involving things from their childhood - but the images are usually pretty dark, because they're often related to a certain trauma the creator has. its a coping mechanism, usually to cope with trauma or traumatic events. its a bit different from other forms of vent art so it often gets mistaked as an aesthetic of sorts, probably because it has the word -core in it.
e: it might be easier 2 just look up examples of traumacore images, so you can get the general gist, since its a bit hard 2 explain in text.
@@typical-typer ty :3
He friendzoned me.
It will get better soon. im pretty sure you can find someone better than him
@@sillyness45peanuts
@@icryconfetti dude i just wanted to spread comfort. maybe YOU shouldn’t have commented
@@sillyness45 lmfao, settle, also idk who gets comforted by someone saying "in my mind im doing a better job at this"
@@icryconfetti yea ngl you have a point… but i dont mean it in a rude way or im trying to say like “yo im horrible at comforting ppl but in my head im doing a better job”
Can anyone help me? I’m scared of him. I’m scared of my brother. I feel like I won’t be able to put him out when he finally does it. Do I have the heart? The spine? I’m scared. I know he’ll do it someday. He has no heart. No soul. He’s a monster. I’ve never seen him show any emotion other than happiness, even when he’s not happy. He’s awful. I can’t do anything when he forces me to do things. I’m not strong enough to overpower him and not brave enough to end him. What do I do? I can’t keep living like this. 4 more years I have to wait. I sit everyday horrified by him. He has to like me. If this is what he does to me when he likes me, I can’t imagine what he’d do to someone he dislikes. I’m so scared. Please help me. I don’t know what to do. I’m so scared.
I am so sorry...you shouldn't have or be going through that...I will try to provide as much comfort as I can...though I wish I knew what to do to get you out of there...
@@2000snostalgia0 thank you. I recognize that no stranger on the internet can help me, no matter how much I search. Im not sure why I bother to say this. I’m on my own, but I can manage, I hope.
i'm so sorry that you're going through a horrible situation like that :(
have you tried telling someone irl that you know will support you? if not, i hope you can find someone that will.
i would say that you could try your best to avoid him for the time being, although it is hard when you are living together (?) . i'm not familar with your situation, but i hope you can persevere through it
@@lxve4691 thank you. Yea I am living with him and he is constantly around me, the only safe place is locking myself in the bathroom. There is no one I find trust worthy that I know in real life, but thank you for your advice.