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feelings realization
At least we got to speak to you one last time in our dreams.
Maybe it’s just time to die
How many times do we have to cry before we ooze out the part of our brain that remembers you?
We don’t want to hurt over this anymore
a comic about friendship
All I've been doing has just been...
Marching down my path.
Fyodor Dostoevsky, from a letter featured in Letters of Fyodor Michailovitch Dostoevsky to his Family & Friends
this is actually literally how every day felt in high school
Please please please talk to us, we can’t do it anymore. It hurts so much. We’re dying. We’re dying. Five years ago and it still eats us alive. We won’t survive any longer. Please, please…
I would actually go as far as to say that MOST abuse is unintentional. I think most people will go through their lives without ever experiencing intentional abuse. People are abusive because they're selfish, because they're stressed, because they care more about what society thinks they should do than the impacts of their actions on their children and partners, because they think what they're doing is correct, because they've made it make sense in their own heads, because they think they can fix their victims, they think they can fix their relationships, they think they can stop you from leaving, they think they can make you a better partner to them, they think that means you need to do what they want. We've sort of constructed mental illness in a way that doing this shit to other people counts as a form of mental illness because it is anti social behavior in the literal sense— it is behavior that causes social harm.
I don't say any of this to excuse it. I think everyone needs to be more aware of this because if you think abuse has to be intentional you will never realize you are capable of abusive behavior. You will never realize you are being shitty to the people you love, because YOU know what you mean, YOU know you don't mean any harm. But you're doing harm. You need to pay attention to the impact you have on other people, and you need to do it all the time, Especially when you feel least capable of doing so. Sorry! You live in a society. Get your head out of your ass.
I humbly offer this contribution.
GET OUT OF OUR HEAD GET OUT OF OUR HEAD GET OUT OF OUR HEAD WE ARE DYING
You are gone. Gone from our lives, though we miss you and always will. We loved you, part of us still loves you, but you are gone. Goodbye is the hardest thing we never truly got to say. Goodbye. Forgive us, though we will never know if you do. Forgive us for our scars, and the scars we gave you because of them.
You’re never coming back, stop haunting us. Please, please for the love of god, it’s killing us.
We knew you for FIVE MONTHS five years ago. FIVE MONTHS. It felt like we’d known you forever back then, maybe that’s why we’ll miss you forever. We will never stop being sorry, will we? This pain will follow us until we die. We really did love you. You were our friend. We hurt our friend.
You are alive but out of our life. Isn’t it crazy that all these years later, we still miss you? Half a decade you’ve been gone. You are dead in our life because we killed you.