Your Own Personal Hell

Ezio Auditore

Ezio Auditore

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In an effort to get to know you all better, I want to know what you consider to be your own personal hell. Sort of in the sense of, what would be the worst possible thing that could happen to you.

Now, I know this may be a very private thing to you so I thought I'd start off with my own.

I can't stand being alone, my worst fear is to be trapped in a place where I can never be with anyone and that for the rest of my days I shall never see another human being, I fear being in the dark and cold and that I shall never see the light of day again. I fear that it would be myself that put myself into these circumstances.

Sometimes I feel as though I'm being dragged through the mud when I'm alone as it feels as though I can never see, listen or touch the people I love and cherish the most in this world. It's this sort of attachment to people that angers me when I feel as though I've been left in the dark and not told things that could well ruin people's lives. It doesn't anger me that I haven't been told such things but I feel saddened beyond belief as though there's a huge darkness in my head that tells me no one trusts you and no one likes you which sometimes make me want to cry so badly.

As you can see, I've just told you one of the deepest secrets I hold to stop people from thinking I'm completely bizarre so please take this as seriously as possible and let us in to what you consider to be your own personal hell.
 
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Personal hell? Most likely a world where no one remembers me. For the longest time I've absolutely loathed the idea of being forgotten. The main thing i try to do when i meet people is do something, anything, weather it be actions, words, ect ect that will hold an image to my name/face. Being forgotten is indeed worse then death.
 
Well, my personal hell is being hated by everyone. I have this huge fear of being loathed so much by the people I love, and I just can't stand it. I'm afraid that one day I'll wake up to this world where they just all hate me, then one by one, they just leave without so much as a goodbye. I don't want that to happen.....I love them too much. I'd much rather die than be hated by everyone. I just wouldn't be able to keep living knowing something like that.
 
My personal hell is not to be loved by anyone, never looked at, recognized or cared about and to be alone, to find someone I love and find that someone doesn't, I can't say I'll hold grudges cos I don't =\ I'm not the type who'd wish people death because of something they did to him, there are many things that you go through which feels like hell. =\

Those things kinda make me feel all shit as in I don't need to live anymore, cos like I won't be noticed by anyone even if I tried forcing them to recognize me, call me emo -_- but when you go through the same shit I went through you'll understand what I'm talking about. ._.

I may lack trust in people but I don't actually let them close enough to make myself trust them more than I already do, I tried changing that but it seems it went back on me :ness: so I'll stay cautious around people because I have my own reasons.

To be honest I lived my personal hell -_-
 
Mine would be to find out that every action and accomplishment in my life was done for naught.
 
My own personal hell could be two things...
On my "I don't like pain" portion of my brain, my own personal hell would consist of being jabbed with needles on a regular basis. Shot needles. You know, the ones you get stuck with by a nurse. Specifically Tetanus shots. Those ones are by far the most painful as they leave your arm muscles weak for a couple of days.
On my "I can't live without my significant other" brain function, my own personal hell would be having to live without my husband. I had a brief understanding of this while he was in military basic training. It felt as though my stomach was knotted in loops and my heart was just going to stop beating. I had cried for at least 4 days straight. I also did not eat. Honestly, I cannot think rationally without my Husband. It's not that I need him to think for me, it's that he keeps my head level just by being around.
 
my own is sad really,i cant be around manequins without freaking out,its like their going to come alive nd murder me while im looking around
 
My own personal hell would have to be if I got stuck living with people I hate. If they got on my nerves on all hours of the day, listened to music I hate such as emo music and/or rap, watched movies I thought were really stupid and television shows I just couldn't stand, and cooked food that was absolutely disgusting, yeah that would be my personal hell if I had to put up with that for a few months.
 
My personal hell is the equivalent of a bus/small area full of crying children and not being able to leave and escape them.
 
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On my "I can't live without my significant other" brain function, my own personal hell would be having to live without my husband. I had a brief understanding of this while he was in military basic training. It felt as though my stomach was knotted in loops and my heart was just going to stop beating. I had cried for at least 4 days straight. I also did not eat. Honestly, I cannot think rationally without my Husband. It's not that I need him to think for me, it's that he keeps my head level just by being around.
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This is the same for me too!

I regularly have nightmares that me and my partner have broken up and I just have the most sinking depressing feeling overcome me for the rest of my life.

Sometimes I think that I could be fine without my partner but when I actually think about all the things I would miss I get really upset and depressed. I honestly couldn't live without him.

He's the love of my life and really is my other half. I find that I can't function very well without him. I start having withdrawals like a smoker would when they can't have a cigarette.

Like when I know that he's meant to be home at a certain time I get anxious and can't sit still and relax until I know he's home safe and sound.

My personal hell would most definitely be not living with my partner. =0
 
my hell would be me being psychologically alone and surrounded by th classic jocks stuck listening to pop and rap and strapped to a chair where the only thing to watch is south park and my most recent x talking to me about and denying ever having lied to me while she kisses the guy she cheated with...basically sums it up there
 
My own personal hell? Can I post more than once? Can it change? If so, this is a subpost.

My own personal Hell would be where coffee makes me gain weight, I have a normal sleeping schedule, I'm not allowed to be a closet Elton John fan (secret's out!). Possibly, people knew that from my love for huge shades that obviously don't accessorize well with muh faic. Also, there's no Yamaha APX 500 next to me, and Vitiman V isn't accessible by desirables. It just keeps getting worse, tbh. :ness:
 
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My personal Hell is high school :gonk:

It is so annoying, I don't really have much free time because of it.
Elementary School was so great.
I rather work at some annoying job and get paid then pay for a stupid high school.

I don't hate studying things that interest me (math, programming, physics), but things like Literature or History really freaking me out.
I even though about committing suicide because of it... but got cold feet at the last moment...

The most annoying thing is that everyones thinks that: "I love studying".
And that is only because I get high marks... or rather they get low ones... stupid classmates...
 
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In no perticular order (although the last one is probably the worst):

Buried alive in an air tight coffin thrown at sea, with loud speakers inside constantly looping Christmas jingles.

To be part of a Big Brother-type reality TV show and not know it, much like The Truman Show's plot.

Living in a place where books and music are banned and erased.

Locked in a carnival with 100 clowns.
 
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My personal hell is when I think about all my friends leaving and becoming really famous while I'm stuck at a dead end job working for minimum wage, and whenever I want to see them or talk to them, they just walk away and ignore me.
 
My personal hell would probably be being trapped in a room full of people pointing and laughing at me for just being me, or for me doing something / saying something that didn't make sense to them, or perhaps a secret about my life they forced me to tell that I am insecure about. I fear them leaving the room and then telling others about what it is they find funny and inviting others to also laugh.

I don't mean laughing as in friendly laughing. I mean nasty laughing and the sort that gives the impression that they think I am stupid, worthless and a complete moron / loser.

My personal hell doesn't stop there, because I'd be torn between not wanting to harm anyone and kicking the crap out of / killing everyone in there to prevent said secret or whatever getting out to more people.

That's my main one probably.



Other ones follow.

Being lost in a desert would probably not be very pleasant. I'd hate it. Wandering for days, worried that I will never find a way out or run out of water before I find an oasis or green land.



Another one is coming home from somewhere to find that everyone has forgotten me, then huntting down my birth records to find that I don't and never have existed. That would mess me up. :wacky:



I'd also fear an accident where I become trapped and can't move. My fear is that other people in the accident will be screaming for help with a lot of pain, and dying, but I will be unable to move to help them or even to phone an ambulance. I'd essentially end up watching them all die, and then will wait for even my own death, or for others to eventually find me.


I'd also fear nobody loving me, but it'll probably end up that being the case anyway. So rather than have it in my head as a hell, I instead need to prepare myself that that may be the case.



I could sit here and list loads of personal hells, but that would be silly. I mean dangling upside down from a cliff, with part of a fallen rope bridge wrapped round my leg, over a lake of aligators might send shivers down my spine... but I don't personally hold it as something that haunts me. Some of the ones above, however, I have thought about some times.
 
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Simple for me, my own personal hell would be if I went deaf. I'm sorry, but without my music there would be no reason to live for me. It's just how I am about it.. strong in my ways.
 
Mines being alone. Having no one to console me or comfort me just scares me. I need to have people aroudn me as much as possible. Not in the same room, but in the same house as me. I cant take being alone, not hearing other people chatting or laughing. Silence drives me insane and the thought of having no one does put fear into my heart.
 
Mine is being somewhere surrounded by people smiling. Just smiling for no apparent reason. I would go crazy, probably. Being alone is my kind of heaven. Just me and my games. Another hell would be a world without games. I would just kill myself.
 
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