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“First, to my brain, I want to apologize for all the negative thoughts. I’m sorry for all the times I’ve thought about harming myself, for all the painful memories of him that make letting go that much harder, and I am especially sorry for the times I wished I could put a bullet through you. Next, to my stomach, I am sorry for all the times I starved you in order to lose weight. Also I am sorry for the alcohol I consume each night before bed. I know that’s why you hurt in the morning, and I am sorry that it sometimes causes me to puke up the food I fed to you. Now, to my skin, I am deeply sorry for all the times I have purposely burned or bruised you. I am so sorry for all the times I dragged a razorblade across you until I bled, and for all the scars it has left. I promise to let you heal. Some day I will cover you in beautiful tattoos and you will become artwork. And lastly, to my heart, I apologize for all the pain you’ve endured. I’m sorry for all the stress and anxiety that causes you to beat rapidly. I’m sorry the hurtful things Mom and Dad have said along the years has damaged you. I’m sorry for those three years I convinced you you were in love with a physically and emotionally abusive man. I’m sorry for the most recent wound; I thought he was the one, but he left and broke you too. Yet, even shattered, you still hold so much love for him.

runningamongthewolves, writing prompt #69: Write a letter apologizing to your body for any hatred and ingratitude you may have expressed. (via wnq-writers)

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We had a mesmerizing love, build with fire and flames….. however once time passes along those fire and flames will soon die out and reveal the turn dark soul you are. You taunted me with your sick jokes and cruel mind games. You poison my mind to make me believe, that it is me whom is at fault for all….. but I refuse to withstand a love that is lie….. i saw your dark shadows and your taunting remarks and I would never let you in ever again to break my heart….

Michelle, writing prompt #67: write about an almost relationship, which broke your heart (via wnq-writers)

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Dear Body, I’m sorry I broke you. I’m sorry I starved you. Cut you, wanted you to disappear. Because if your body is gone, Then so are you. I just wanted to be gone. I’m sorry. Sorry for everything I took out of you. Sorry for using you. Sorry for breaking for you. I’m so sorry.

profound-cynicism, writing prompt #69: Write a letter apologizing to your body for any hatred and ingratitude you may have expressed. (via wnq-writers)

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you’re submerged in the cruelty of your own self-loathing when you realize that you’ve long forgotten how the light looks like. how gentle the sun feels on your skin, how kindly the breeze kisses your lips, how petrichor taste on your tongue. the dark is comforting, at times it’s like a decade-old worn blanket around your shoulders, at times it’s an old stubborn lover that clings to your hand and leaves behind claw marks and left rips and tears in your soul. of course you wanted to stay, of course you couldn’t bear to let go. it’s the only thing you know of, but even one gets tired of the shadows when cocooned in the darkness for too long. you dug till your nails break and your skin split, crawl your way out of the dark, spit mouthfuls of dirt at your scrapped hands– and take a step forward.

visvnya, writing prompt #52 write about starting over (via wnq-writers)

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Write about the lessons you’ve learned this year: 1. There are hard days. Sometimes you hate to get up in the morning, or cry yourself to sleep at night. But those days will pass. 2. Sometimes, you just have to accept you’re not feeling well. Cancel your plans, make some food and stay in bed. Sometimes, that’s exactly what you need. 3. However, don’t let your feelings take over. It’s okay to do nothing for a day, or two. But don’t make it a week. 4. I know I did let my feelings take over way too much. I stayed in bed, did nothing all day. Until the point that I had to get out. 5. Getting out of bed can feel good. Make your bed, eat some breakfast. Just do something. And be proud of yourself for what you’ve accomplished - even if it’s just eating breakfast. 6. Don’t be angry at yourself, that never works out. 7. Just take care. Of yourself, your mind, your body, everything. And accept the fact that sometimes things just don’t work out the way you want to. 8. Don’t shut people out. They are there to help. 9. You are the one that has to pick up the pieces after a breakdown. But you’re not alone, even if it feels like you are. 10. Sometimes I think I’ve control over my feelings, but I don’t. They come and go. I just have to accept that. Sometimes the feelings are just too much, and I have to take a step back. Start again. There’s always a second chance.

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“Oftentimes, just as the sun goes down; I begin to feel this empty, loneliness in the pit of my stomach. It’s as if all of the hope and ambition I have during the day; disappears as the darkness of the night fills the sky. I start to feel this heavy feeling of anguish, and hopelessness. My mind begins to overflow with these negative thoughts about myself, and my life. The air becomes so thick with angst and worry, it becomes hard to breathe; hard to think. But all of that disappears when I look up at the moon. That dreary feeling of loneliness slowly fades away as I realize that I am not the only one out there that’s also looking up at the moon. I am not the only one in the world that is lonely. And I am definitely not the only one in the world that is going through something. Although at times the night can make me feel alone, the moon will always remind me that I’m not.”

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“So, this is my life. And I want you to know that I am both happy and sad and I’m still trying to figure out how that could be.

Stephen Chbosky, The Perks of Being a Wallflower

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I will no longer mutilate and destroy myself in order to find a secret behind the ruins.

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Each found [their] greatest safety in silence.

Jane Austen, Northanger Abbey (via wordsnquotes)

the thing that haunts me everyday is the fact that I think about every mistake I’ve made in my life, going back to middle school thinking if I just never did that one thing maybe I wouldn’t have this anxiety. And I continue to blame myself for all of it instead of just forgiving myself for something that I no longer have control of. Maybe they wouldn’t have hated me if I just didn’t talk to that boy in 7th grade, maybe if I realized my self worth I wouldn’t have been in a relationship that I knew was not going to change, and now I continue to feel as if I can’t be happy. It’s a struggle making friends because for years I didn’t have any because I felt like I shouldn’t, I had my boyfriend and that is all I need and will ever need. Now here I am with extreme social anxiety when it comes to friends, trying to connect with them. I blame myself for not leaving, for not stand up for myself, for allowing me to do this to myself. Everyday. Every minute I have alone. It is constant and it is draining.