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@cannagracie
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resentful vent incoming
i don’t blame my brother for being coddled. it isn’t his fault that my parents care more about his mental illness than mine. i just. don’t understand it. i have been essentially mute in public spaces or in front of strangers for almost eight years. i can’t attend family events, i miss funerals, i’m unable to live or function independently. my social anxiety and my agoraphobia took everything from me until there was nothing left to take anymore. and did my parents do anything to help me? did they reach out? did they call doctors for me like they do for him? no. they let me rot alone in my tiny apartment for two years. i can still remember the 6 months i spent inside, not even a breath of fresh air. i remember how my apartment smelled with trash bags piling up to the ceiling because i was too afraid to take them out. where were they? why didn’t they care? why do they still not care?
getting messages like this every other day because my brother is living with us and he leaves his shit all over the house :))) and i get blamed for it because he can do no wrong :) i used to be your favorite, dad!!! do you still love me? i don’t feel it anymore
looksmaxxing? i think we need more hopemaxxing these days. how about some positivitymaxxing? some laughmaxxing? some friendshipmaxxing?
there is nothing that keeps the spirit fired up quite like a one-sided beef with somebody who barely knows you exist
I’m not ashamed to be seen trying I’m not ashamed to be seen trying I’m not ashamed to be seen trying I’m not ashamed to be seen trying I’m not ashamed to be seen trying I’m not ashamed to be seen trying!!!
actually i’ve decided that i’m really cool and my blog is incredible and anyone who doesn’t like me and follow me can kick rocks
i think i’m going to start an art project today.. my dried up paint palette calls to me with its siren song
Sylvia Plath, Letters of Sylvia Plath Vol. II: 1956-1963
sorry for being affectionate it’s just that there was a cool breeze and sun was kissing my skin so soft and my heart is full of flower petals
summertime but looks like fall 🍂
Water Lilies, 1926, Claude Monet
if i was a little kitty and you were a little kitty would you touch noses with me to say hi
i can be trusted on a nature walk i promise. i promise i will stay on the trail and will not run off into the forest never to be seen again i promise
the universe is expanding because the past has nowhere to go so the present has to get bigger to fit it