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#I want to be okay
girlyteengirl16 · 3 days
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i wish i could forget everything and restart
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averysillygoose · 1 month
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it has gotten better before and it will again. it has gotten better before and it will again. it has gotten better before and it will again. it has gotten better before and it will again. it has gotten better before and it will again. it has gotten better before and it will again. it has gotten better before and it will again. it has gotten better before and it will again.
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noname-404s-blog · 9 months
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ilovethebittertaste · 1 month
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I feel like my mom is purposely putting my life on hold so I can stay with her
I’ve been asking for YEARS if I could get my permit n it always “let’s wait until next month “I’m 18 now n can get my drivers license but she won’t get insurance because she’s broke n I get it but I just witnessed her spend sm fucking money on things we don’t need
And then Ive been trying to get a job by her work so I can get ride cause where I live everybody speaks Spanish n I can’t speak it so I have to work somewhere near her but she keeps avoiding the whole thing
I’ve had a lot of mental issues ever since I was 13 n it’s so hard for her to set up therapy appointments for me as I was a minor I couldn’t sign myself up n she’s always taking about me getting more into therapy but she never does anything to actually start I want to get back in cause I need medicine but I have no clue how to do it n need her help
she witnessed me being severely depressed a couple weeks ago n couldn’t get out of bed n she never did anything to get me help she just avoids it like always
My whole fucking family hates me for being the favorite but everyone treats her like shit so I stand up for her n everyone hates me for it
what makes me feel worse is everyone makes her the enemy of my family for no fucking reason so I feel like I have to be with her or she’s gonna break but I really just want to move on with my life I feel like I’m trapped like we’re so dependent on each other and I hate it cause I want to go and live my life cause I’ve waisted YEARS of my life rotting I’m 18 now I just want to live n she doesn’t get it
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3-lavender · 10 months
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Sometimes I wish I was just a part of nature. Like a tree or a bird or even a raindrop. I wish I wasn’t so sad and that my life was as simple as a raindrops. I wish I loved myself like I love trees and rain and birds.
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gayfandomnerd225 · 5 months
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I just want someone to hold my face in their hands, look me in the eyes, and tell me everything will be alright. That I will feel better. And I want to believe them
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justsomerandomgay · 1 year
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i was actually happy and then i just felt it slip away. that was the worse feeling in the world
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karma-the-krybaby · 14 days
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I would reach out to you
Tell you how I feel
But…
All I feel is hate for myself
All I feel is pain in anywhere I cut
All I feel is hunger
All I feel is the desire to be skinny
All I feel is stupidity for telling you
All. I . Feel. Is. Sadness
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prince-elijah-mae · 5 months
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Idk what to do anymore, idk how to make things better, idk how to do anything tbh. Winging it is not working anymore 🙃
But that's all I know unfortunately. I just want things to be okay. I want things to work in my favor. I want everything to just be okay. I want to be okay..
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peace-for-levi · 1 year
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someone put my brain in a microwave /rant in tags
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girlyteengirl16 · 5 months
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healing is taking too long what if i just kill myself
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lullabeth · 5 months
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11-21-2023, part 1
I am lost.
I don't even know what to Google anymore. How ironic.
The woman born with a bottomless pit of questions
An infinite supply of confusing emotions,
Beaten by a search engine and a blinking cursor.
What I feel has grown too large
Too complex to whittle down to fit into a search bar.
No combination of keywords quite describes what I carry.
What I've become.
What I am.
I am hollow.
Out of the vast spectrum of emotions
I once traversed so freely,
My passport is only valid for the worst vacation spots:
Pain, despair, grief, loneliness, and heartbreak.
They've grown familiar now.
Familiar in a way I suspect they never should feel.
They feel like old friends now.
And when it comes to friends, waste not want not.
And yet I still want.
I am hurting.
The intensity has become so severe,
Reaching levels I haven't felt in what seems like forever.
Even though I know it's been far less than forever.
That all too familiar ache in my chest has moved back in to stay.
That cold but white hot wound searing its way through my chest.
That agony bleeding out into every space it can claim beneath my skin.
Maybe that is why razor blades seemed so tempting.
A brief way to relieve the growing tension
To coax the torment out of my veins,
And down some unbiased drain that can't judge me.
Instead of being pumped back through my heart
For its next lap around the hellish circuit.
I ache.
I miss fondness. Friendship. Love. Safety.
I miss the tiny pile of scraps that was my equivalent of trust.
I didn't have much of it. It was a very limited resource.
But I mined my internals for every last piece.
Now here I sit, carved open and hollowed out,
Unstable and on the verge of impending collapse
Watching that trust slowly burn to ash.
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noname-404s-blog · 8 months
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sensazioneultra · 1 year
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i really need a hug
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overthinking-pt2 · 7 months
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stegosauwus · 1 year
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TW: weight, ana, other sad shit :/
I'm the lowest I've ever weighed and I can't get past the melancholy feeling. I thought I was better. I thought I was at my best. But maybe I'm at my worst and I have no idea how to cope with that. I live on my own and god is it so fucking easy to starve myself. And oh does it help that I'm broke and ass at asking for help because god forbid anyone know I'm anything other than ok. I feel like utter despair and complete euphoria all in one. I'm the lowest I've ever weighed (except for when I was born she a fucking g#10pounder😩) and I can't contain how proud of myself I am. I worked for YEARS for this stupid shit and now that it's here I hate myself for how much of ME I let waste away. I finally want to be ok, to be better. At least for my other depressive habits, but god is it so hard to let go of this one little shitty craving. I can't stop needing a lower number, a smaller body, a thinner waist. I'm so sick and tired of being sick, IM SO TIRED OF MY HEAD BEING SICK. I just want to be ok, so badly. I just want to be better.
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