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In the past three months I’ve had 11 panic attacks and idk what’s wrong w me

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It is so hard to go from not self harming for nearly 5 years to leaving 31 scars on your thigh bc you don’t want anyone to see.

On top of that, I stopped for a month and then it’s been just so back and forth between harming and not harming myself.

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“The entire British museum is an active crime scene” - John Oliver

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i’ve felt more confident this year … but this week so far has pushed my limits and I feel so ugly

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it’s been a while … i’ve been eating and hating every minute of it… I can tell my body and brain are exhausted but I can’t let myself rest because there’s always something else to do and not enough hours in the day for me to do them

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I’ve already self harmed and so have a lot of people I know and idk what to do

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My bf self harms

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Parents should read this so many times

“Stop asking me to trust you while I’m still coughing water up from the last time you let me drown.”

— Unknown

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Mhm 😶

“For the moment I am really very, very tired of everything — more than tired.”

— Friedrich Nietzsche

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i could fix him but honestly whatever the hell is wrong with him is way funnier

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are social medias down again exept for tumblr

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me???? tired???? sleepy???? yes constantly

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In Honor of Halloween…

I love Halloween. It’s my favorite holiday. I like it because for one day, out of the whole year, I don’t have to fake a smile. I can be the person at night; with a tear, mixed with mascara stained face, maybe put on a red cape, and call myself the realistic version of Little Red Riding Hood.

I don’t have to cover up the marks on myself because those can be part of the costume. And for one day -ONE DAY- I can make my makeup as crazy as possible and as normal as *I* like it to be and I can say it’s part of a costume and no one will think twice about it.

And if I don’t want to wear something that may show myself or my face, I can put on a black or white sheet and maybe add a mask and all of sudden I’m a ghost or the grim reaper.

So for one day out of the year, I don’t have to shield myself. I can be the sad little girl that no one sees at night and call it a costume. I can cover up all of me and no one will be concerned because after all, it’s just a costume.

So in Honor of Halloween, my favorite holiday, I’m going to enjoy that one night of freedom from the usual concern of people (who I really wish would leave me alone).

In Honor of Halloween, I’m going to be that girl at night that no body sees. The one with a tear- mixed with mascara, stained face and call it a costume. And no one will think twice. Because all they see is the smiling, happy girl, prancing her way through life, and who are they to think deep down, she’s a mess waiting to explode.

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moms b like "your emotional pain causes ME emotional pain and that is what we will be focusing on today"

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wish yall would stop calling rejection of mainstream beauty expectations as “embracing ugliness” :(

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“If you find someone who makes you smile, who checks up on you often to see if you’re okay. Who watches out or you and wants the best for you. Who loves and respects you. Don’t let them go. People like that are hard to find.”

— Franz Kafka

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Just saw this on r/unexpected and had to share