
if i look back, i am lost
we're not kids anymore.
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@clearqueenllama
has anybody else suddenly felt like your therapist secretly hates you for no reason? Like, they’re completely normal, haven’t done anything to suggest it, but your brain just goes, ‘They’re sick of me and regret taking me on as a client’? Because SAME.
i even ignored her message to book a session for a bit, and when I finally went, she asked if she should hold my hand while I was sharing something difficult. She was so kind that I was like, ‘Wtf is my brain even on about?’ How do you deal with this?? Is this normal??.
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can somebody who has read this let me know if this book is good BECAUSE I FEEL LIKE I HAVE TO READ THIS NOW JRHCK
some girl in my dorm snuck this lil kitty family into our common room and the girls on our floor come out to check on them every five mins ITS ADORABLE
i'm sorry my pain is causing you so much misery. the pain that you caused btw
I invited my shadow self over for a cup of coffee.
“You know what you need to do.” Her voice was quiet, almost kind. “Just tear that page out of your journal, and I’ll go. I’ll vanish, and you’ll never have to look at me again."
I glanced at her, the tilt of her head, the almost-smile that made her feel human. Real.
I wrote her into existence. But I held onto her like she's some anchor.Every word, every line on that page shaped her—the slump of her shoulders, the tremor in her fingers when she reached for the coffee mug. But I held onto her like she was some kind of anchor, tethering me to a storm I didn’t know how to leave.
I could tear that page up and scatter it, but she'd still be here. Just lighter, quieter.
“If I wanted to get rid of you, I would have,” I said finally. “But..” My breath caught, a pause longer than I’d planned. “I’m terrified of being alone again. And you’re not the worst company I’ve had.”
I have my machine learning final tomorrow and I'm officially losing it 😭😭