I was too young.
I was too young when at age 2, my dad decided to shout at me and disappear for some days leaving my mom alone with me, scared that he’s dead.
I was too young when at age 4, I had to help my mother when we moved away and I got hit by my dad for everything I unintentionally broke.
I was too young when at age 6, I came into school, knowing more than the other children and I got hit because they were envy.
I was too young when at age 8, my dad decided to drink every day and come to my room to hit me, when I hid under my sheets.
I was too young when at age 9, my parents told me that they are going to divorce and I was left alone with thousands of unanswered questions.
I was too young when at age 10, I came into a new school where I got bullied until I decided to cut one year later.
I was too young when at age 11, my parents finally divorced after years of fights at home.
I was too young when at age 12, I realized I just have to act like all the others to stop the bullying, and so I shammed.
I was too young when at age 13, my best friend told me that my depression and eating disorder is just seeking for attention and she left me alone.
I was too young when at age 14, my three best friends were telling lies in my school about me and I tried to kill myself.
I was too young when at age 15, my best friend kissed me at a party, raped me and told everyone that I wanted it, even at the trial- the legal proceeding was instituted.
I was too young when at age 16, I saw him everywhere and he would just touch me for a little moment to feel his power.
I am too young.
And I wonder if I’ll ever be old enough to deal with my past.
After all these years I’m still harming myself and dreaming of the rape nearly everyday.
I am too young to be this broken.
(via weird-reckless-soul)
Now I am 19, and I have aged endlessly. I have become a better version of myself, but I still have to fight daily. I have the cutest boyfriend one could imagine, but I´m still feeling uncomfortable sometimes when somebody touches me, even if it is in the most innocent way. I got kicked out of home at Mom´s house and decided to move to my dad. I enjoyed it apart from the fact that my stepsister is like jealousy in person... So I moved into my own apartment with my boyfriend. I study law since 1 year and I have quite good grades. I have stopped to harm myself 17 months ago which I am really proud of. At 17 I graduated from highschool with straight A´s and this has helped my condition way more than you could imagine. I am far away from being happy, but even more away from depression and I think that´s pretty good.
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I cannot go to the ocean
I cannot drive the streets at night
I cannot wake up in the morning
Without you on my mind
a fine frenzy
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I have a deep fear of being too much. That one day
I will find my someone, and they will realize that I am
a hurricane. That they will step back and be intimidated
by my muchness.
Michelle K., Rumbles From My Head
(via thelovejournals)
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My, my simple sir, this ain’t gonna work
Mind my wicked words and tipsy topsy slurs
I can’t take this place,no I can’t take this place
I just wanna go where I can get some space
Glass Animals
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To our imperfect lives, to all the nights that ended in sore throats, smudgy makeup and hurting feet! To us- we who thought that those nights would last forever and we who took drugs so we could feel. Now we all are standing here, like it has never been this way, like everything was just a dream. We’re trying to get our lives together so that one day we can make a living but the truth is that all we want, are those summer nights when everything seemed possible and our possibilities were endless.
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When I say that I'm tired, sleeping is simply not the solution.
I mean that I'm tired of walking home turning around to make sure nobody is following me.
I mean that I'm tired of wearing my keys around my fingers so I could defend myself.
I mean that I am tired of being blamed because of my clothes or sexual history.
Somebody without a future I guess
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Selbstverletzung ist niemals schön. Du verlierst den Respekt vor deinem Körper. Überschreitest Grenzen. Dein Leben wird nie mehr so sein wie vorher.
(via because-i-hate-me)
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