Maybe my sbusive ex was right...
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Maybe my sbusive ex was right...
It seems like I keep falling for someone who can’t return the feelings. I always pour so much into someone and they just can’t seem to return it. I’m always losing out. I never learn how to control my feelings and self when I’m in a relationship with someone. I’m always all in or nothing at all...
I sure know how to pick’em. It never fails.
Speak it into existence.
“The hardest thing about depression is that it is addictive. It begins to feel uncomfortable not to be depressed.”
— Pete Wentz
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Our similarities are uncanny something I have yet to experience until now. It terrifies me at times but yet brings me comfort, bc I know you’ll understand. But this issue cannot be ignored... I’m not down for that. I find myself wanting to be with you, I’m not going to lie. But idk, the things you’re saying are sober thoughts.
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I miss him so. But I’ll always pick me in the end. I can’t force someone to change. I can only help so much with the healing process.
My heart feels heavy. I’m drowning in my sorrows. When will this pass.. .
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I read my therapist’snotes from the last time I’ve seen her. (It’s been a year and seven months since I’ve been to therapy). Reading 30 pages, broke me, I know living in a toxic environment can cause someone a lot of pain. I thought I was an exception . Since I’m a psych major in all, I studied the best way to manage stress. I was wrong, completely. I’m not fixed I don’t think we can ever be deemed “fixed”. But all I’m saying is I’m in a better mental state then I was. I still have a long way to go, but I’m not going to focus on the negatives. This vent just something I wanted to prove to myself that I have come a long way. That there are better days and will be better days. I am in control of my life. If I just do.
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