Beyond

TRIGGER WARNING: Sex Trauma, Depression & self harm, among other things. Please proceed with caution as viewer discretion is strongly advised!!! I'm pretty fucked up, ngl. I am not pro, and I am not supporting any of these behaviours. They're toxic and my life is absolute shit, largely because of it.

[ailingautist]

"They days you loved me most were the days I was least myself."

[ailingautist]

(Trigger Warning: Mentions of CSA, SA, man vs bear)

I saw someone talking about how foolish they thought the whole "man vs bear" argument was, and it made me think.

I would pick the bear. Without hesitation, without a moments consideration, I would pick the bear.

If I had met a bear, rather than a man when I was 4 years old, I wouldn't live much life feeling as if my body wasn't my own. I wouldn't avoid meeting my own eyes in the mirror, despite the fact that it's been 20 years.

If I had met a bear, rather than a man when I was 15, I wouldn't second guess the intentions of every person I come across. I wouldn't despise my body, and myself.

If I had met a bear, rather than a man when I was 20, I wouldn't be afraid to have male friends. I wouldn't hesitate to open up for fear that I was freely giving the tools needed to manipulate me.

I'd rather have been dead, than live the way I have. And if the bear had only mauled me, not taken my life, at least I'd know that bear only did it to survive.

All these people who say how stupid it is...the bear would surely kill you!

I'm not afraid of dying. I'm afraid of living like this.

[ailingautist]

"Dead, Better off dead. A smile on the lips and hole in the head." - Better Off Dead, Bad Religion.

[fehck]

[rottenn-angel]

[rabbittongues]

[crudegirl-deactivated20250524]

[traaumaa]

[ailingautist]

"I will be split knuckles and busted lips; scraped knees and bloodied fists."

[ailingautist]

The hardest part about growing up depressed is that you sort of convince yourself to keep going by telling yourself, "It'll get better someday."

Then suddenly it's 5, or 10, or even 15 years later, and you're the same depressed, hopeless wreck that you were as a child, and suddenly, "Someday" seems impossibly far away.

How long before that platitude outlives its usefulness? How long am I expected to continue on before it's finally okay to admit that it never will really get better, and to make my decisions accordingly?

In some ways, life did get a little better, but in a lot of ways, it's become even worse. I have a few things to be grateful for, and that makes this overbearing despondency even harder to cope with.

Frankly, I don't want to live the rest of my life (God, another 50+ years??) like this. I am tired. I am exhausted. I feel this weight down to my bones. I dont want to die, exactly. I have some things to live for. But I don't want to live, either.

How does one cope with that? How do you continue on when this is the best life has managed to get? Is this just normal for me? Is this all it ever will be? If so, what's the point? Am I a bad person for thinking these things?

[ailingautist]

[neopet-a-day]

[neopet-a-day]

[jonbongjov2]

[traumatizeddfox]

God, you gotta get me out of this

[angeldecaying]

🪲 // he hurt you, and you passed it on to me.

[unorcadox]