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@deeveeus-kitten
Deleting my account, Thank you all for putting up with me. Tomorrow will be my last day. DadDee is gone, so I needn't be anymore💔
Aww look at this kitty ♡
I see what lies behind those beautiful eyes, I see the darkness in you. I see the pain you carry inside, and the desires that come with it. The ones you hid from the world, the ones you’ve even tried to hide from yourself. The ones you’ve given into at times, the ones you’ve suffered from. The ones you hate yourself for having. Maybe that frightens you. To have another see through every wall and deception you can muster, too see through even the lies you tell yourself. Maybe it’s confusing. How someone could see your darkness, and still love you despite it. How someone could even try to. Maybe you lie and attempt to sabotage that care, that affection, that love, even if you don’t like to. You want so desperately to feel loved, to be accepted, to feel worthy. To look in the mirror and not be angry and disgusted with yourself. Maybe you think it’s too good to be true, you think I was to good to be true. I waded in your murky waters and grabbed your sinking hand. I gave you the option of coming up for air or drowning us both. Maybe you secretly feel a hatred towards me for that, because you believe you deserve to drown. But I knew you’d choose to breathe, I saw all of you. You’re kind and caring, creative and bright, gentle and soft, yet strong and capable. You hate to see others suffer as you have. You have a good heart, as broken and blackened as it may be, and you loved me with it. And despite it all I loved you with mine. Even after seeing from the very beginning, what lies behind those eyes. Maybe you choose to run because it’s the only way to get what you believe you deserve, and the only way to hide that darkness. Maybe, we’re not so different.
@deeveeus36, This is is My Love 💓
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Nothing left to give, I'd just screwed it up anyhow, Seems to be what I'm good at, that and hurting the man that I love.💔
I hate how sensitive I am. No one can bear to be around me. It always leads to conflict because every fucking thing hurts me. And then I’m called manipulative, a sensitive bitch and what not. I don’t mean to be the above but I don’t know why I’m so sensitive and how I ended up being this person
@deeveeus36 I am sorry I am this way, I don't mean to be
Ever cried in your bed curled up in a ball because you’re alive and can’t die?
Things no one tells you about when you’ve been mentally ill for years and it won’t get better
— everyone will give up on you. Some will say it upfront, some will have indirect ways of showing it (you’re a lucky mf if you still have someone )
— your symptoms/ breakdowns/ panic attacks are cute for a few months. Everyone wants to help. Later on people find them annoying and inconvenient
— you will be blamed for not getting better. Doesn’t matter if you’re doing therapy, taking meds, exercising, eating well and sleeping. You can do all of it, some of it or none of it. They will find fault in your efforts.
— desensitization to your pain. This one isn’t their fault, it’s human nature. But it happens and yes it hurts cuz you would wish you were desensitized to your own pain but you have to feel it no matter what. Doesn’t matter if it’s the millionth time. It demands to be felt.
— people move on. But you can’t. You see people cope and get over things while you simply can’t. And it’s so much worse if you’ve been mentally ill for years. Even the smallest things break you and trigger you.
— you slowly realize this world isn’t made for mentally ill people in any way
— you’re tired / fatigued all the time. You have been for years now. You simply exist but you aren’t capable of living anymore. Your illnesses have taken everything that made you feel alive. You’re nothing but a shell. A body.
“You’re the kind of person I’d make coffee for in the morning.”
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a beautiful journey ~
∞
Believe you are enough and know you are enough!!!
“You broke my heart. But if you asked, I would run back to you in a second.”
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It isn't what we say or think that defines us,
but what we do.
~Jane Austen