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“We sleep to forget but they visit our dreams.”
A part of suicidal ideation or self harm no one talks about is the numbness to the subject that comes with it. I sit and scroll through pages and pages of cries for help, suicide notes and plans and feel nothing. No worry, no concern, no crushing feeling in my chest. Nothing. Those familiar feelings are now replaced with a strange familiarity, a kind of comfort that it’s not just me.
Fuck. When did it get to this
AND THERE'S NO ROOM IN THIS HELL
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When you said you felt so comfortable with me, it made me feel pathetic that I was feeling uncomfortable myself. I also wanted to feel comfortable, to feel safe, to speak and laugh, but my words just crumbled in my mouth. Even when I was with you, I was a shadow. A dark, dark thing, stuck to your side, imitating your every move. ‘This is so nice, this is so comfortable,’ you kept saying, and I envied you for it. I wanted to laugh, to be comfortable in my relationship with someone, to be the kind of person who can easily become close to a person they like.
Baek Sehee, tr. by Anton Hur, from I Want to Die but I Want to Eat Tteokbokki
I really don’t hate you at all
"omg you have ocd does that mean your house is like super clean and organized" no it means i spend hours thinking about how im a disgusting horrible monster who would be better off dead because i had the audacity to think a child character from a tv show was neat and cool.... also my damn house isnt even clean its atrocious
the thing about OCD is it's like a mental prison reinforced in every fucking way.
im so damn afraid. am i going to be ruled by fear for the rest of my life?
• i can't help but destroy myself •
literally cannot sit in silence. my mind is literally the worst place to be in. the brief seconds between switching from one youtube video to the next are deafening
*expresses a reason i’m upset* oh god im being manipulative aren’t I