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@hectorsuggestion
I’ve held onto this fear for so long that I’ve watched it turned into anger, and then fear again. I was just a kid when it happened. Now I’ll be throwing this tantrum for the rest of my life. I just want to sleep. I just want to play. I just want to rage.
Ill never feel safe. I’ll never feel the same way I did when I was little. Things will never be as quiet as they were before it happened.
watching your trauma play out on a younger sibling. the powerlessness of it.
im never gonna be a victim; all of my tears are crocodile, and my words silver.
I am a terrible human being
It’s time for me to be the person I was born to be.
I have nothing to thank you for.
There’s no ‘getting over’ trauma. You just have to keep chipping at it like a big shitty rock until it turns into something recognizable. You can learn to make it hurt less. You can learn to cope with it. Only then, with time, will things really get better.
I am a two-sided coin, and, if you’ll excuse me, I’m going to throw myself into a fountain (or any other source of water, preferably deep enough to drown me)
fuck you
my fangs fell out
someone threatening to leave my life bc of my refusal to bend to their will does not scare me. I can learn to live without anyone. I will always have myself at the end of the day, and I can rely on her. the thought of being on my own does not stifle me. if you cannot take me as I am then you can leave. but do not think for a second that I can be manipulated into being something I am not for fear of being left alone.
Wipe the blood off your mouth, get back on your feet.
You’re not dead yet, are you?
beneath the fire lies charcoal: a deep fear smudged by painful black memories
we’ll fight side by side;
two is better than one, they say.
although our goals differ
our passion stays the same
Shut the fuck up shut the fuck up SHUT THE FUCK UP
