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theghostofaname · 2 years
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3 years sober I must admit, just because you're clean don't mean you don't miss it
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unavoz · 7 months
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A veces toca empezar de nuevo y recordarnos que una caída no significa el final del camino.
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brokenfrombirth · 4 months
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I forgive you for the pain and trauma, I forgive you. Most importantly, I forgive myself for how I’ve spent my life coping with the trauma you gave me.
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windows-to-heaven · 1 year
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U N G E W O L L T
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ony-chis · 9 months
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healing
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brokengirlsummer · 10 months
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885 days later and all of a sudden wishing I wasn’t in recovery
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i-d-f-k-w-g-o · 2 years
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Nobody seems to actually understand self harm. Nobody that I know that I can be 100% honest with. Everyone thinks they understand why I do it, but they’re always wrong in their reasoning. I wanna do it when i dont wanna exist, but also when I dont feel that way. its not the step before wanting to off yourself either. I really know ppl dont get it when they ask why Ive done it in obvious places. They don’t understand I have to fight the intense urge to slit my wrists everyday. I mean I wanna do it lots of places but nothing compares to there. Nobody gets all the things about it that keeps me coming back. Nobody understands how many of my thought all day are about self harm. How exhausting it is to have constant thoughts and urges. It truly is my drug, the most addicting thing I have in my life. Nobody gets how much of me it is at this point. and it sucks cause its the thing I cant openly share about or vent about. it even makes my mentally ill friends uncomfortable I can tell. Its already so hard to talk about, and ppl wonder why im so secretive. because im forced to be, no matter what i do I can never be an open book not even to one person. Its lonely.
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buggaboodles · 2 years
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i cope by listening to Will Wood tbh
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another personal piece, obvious themes in this one, with some not so obvious ones too.
commission me, my work is varied!
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theghostofaname · 2 years
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I just redownladed my tracking app and found out I'm over 3 years (SH) clean. I don't know what to think. Its been so long, shouldn't I be better now? But I still think about it every day, I miss it. Why shouldn't I relapse? What's the harm? I'd just been adding more scars to my thighs, no big deal. And I could do better this time. I have money now, so I could by some anti scar cream and stuff to keep it clean. But I'm not supposed to, I don't really know why. Its my body.
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My therapist fucking ghosted me I feel like shit.
Went looking my my abusive boyfriend Even though I've dated people after and everything was normal.
I made myself sad.
Maybe don't use your ex as relapse fuel.
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unknowingaddiction · 7 months
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I used to go to sleep, excited to dream. In my dreams I wasn't alone and every suffering or perseverance wasn't for nothing. I dreamt of being significant. I dreamt of being accepted. I dreamt that I was loved.
I don't have those dreams anymore. The dead don't dream.
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msmadhatter52785 · 7 months
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i hope this is acceptable.
@crimson-calligraphyx
A/N PLEASE KNOW YOU ARE WORTH SO MUCH & DESERVE SO MUCH HAPPINESS DONT GIVE UP
Y/n P.o.V
I’ve been struggling lately with my demons, it’s very hard for me to admit to anyone that I’m not okay. My loving boyfriend Noah has just come back from tour last night. I’ve been wearing long sleeves trying to keep the new and healing cut hidden. I know he always says to call him when it gets bad, but how do I put that one him? I don’t hear him walk in when I’m trying to talk myself from this invisible ledge. I start to lose the battle when I feel him snake his strong arms around me slowly taking the blade of my hands. I turn around and start crying and apologizing to him.
                                                  Noah P.O.V
I hear y/n talking so horrible about herself, I knew something was wrong when she was wearing long sleeves and distant look in her eyes. I walk quickly, but quietly to the bathroom where she is about to add another mark to her beautiful body. I slip my arms around her waist while slowly removing the blade from her hand. While she cries in my arms, I just hold her tight telling her not to apologize.
“Y/N, sweetheart why didn’t you tell me it was getting bad again?” I ask as I clean up the fresher and slightly older marks.
“I didn’t want to put that on you.”
“I want you to confide into me Y/N, those thoughts are so far from the truth I wish you’d see that.” I say softly as I finish bandaging her arm
“Come on sweet heart I’m ordering all our favorites and we are going to have a movie marathon tonight, and every day till you feel better and then we are going on a mini vacation. I love you so much Y/n please let me in when you feel like slipping.”
“You’re not mad or ashamed of me?”
“I will never be ashamed or mad at you we all have demons we fight some more visible some more hidden. You made it so long before you relapsed and I have no doubt that one day soon this will be a distant memory.”
“The scars will still be here though Noah I’m so disgusting.”
“Y/N! No these are battle scars look at everything you been through and how far you have made it. Let me help you and we can make it where you will be able to see these scars and look at your life seeing how far you’ve made it.” I say kissing her lips and helping her into my tee shirt while I order all kinds of food from door dash and put her comfort movie on cuddling into the couch with her making sure she can feel I’m sincere in every word I said.
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i can’t save us, my Atlantis, we fall.
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d0llskull · 1 year
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when u project on to ur oc u get this
i made the cross blue bc the scars overlap so i wanted to be visible
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tw: mention of ed, anorexia, self harm, relapsing
july 4th was my one year anniversary of starting my anorexia recovery, but i’m struggling. obviously throughout recovery you struggle and it’s not perfect, but i think i’m relapsing. i don’t necessarily want to but at the same time i do. despite the feeling of having no control when deep in the throes of my eating disorder i crave the small amount of control i did feel. i crave what i used to feel. i crave when i felt like i was sick enough to recover. because now that i’m not as sick as i was no one seems to care. my best friend whom was with me when i finally decided to start recovering said nothing to me on the year anniversary. i thought she would remember since she was with me in some of my darkest times, but now it feels like she never truly cared or listened. i don’t remember her helping me or even trying. no one seems to care so why should i? why shouldn’t i get worse? what’s stopping me? i don’t have the motivation or the will power at this point and i have no one to help me, no one to encourage me, or care to notice. -a
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