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@insane-inagoodway
I am really not coping man
victims of abuse be like, this person has now made me cry myself to sleep about 30 times, i have flashbacks of things they’ve done and said to me, they know how to hit me right in my worst insecurity and guilt so i feel horrible for days and months, their comments make me feel worthless and like i shouldn’t even be alive, and being around them makes me feel small and meaningless and sometimes suicidal but maybe that’s just me, maybe they’re not abusive? i have to give them benefit of the doubt, what if i’m not justified to kick them out of my life?
Basically every relationship I've been in at this point :/
Skills you shouldn’t have to learn to survive yet child abuse forces you to:
moving around without making any noise
moving around the place without turning on the light
locking/unlocking doors in complete darkness
staying stoic in the face of screaming, threats, and violence
pretense of being calm even if in deep panic
perfect pretense of being fine even in the middle of breakdown
silent crying, crying without making any noise or even tears
doing physical work while crying or injured and not stopping
sensing when someone is angry or stressed because now they’re a danger to you
comforting and calming people down in desperate attemt to lower the amount of danger you’re in
recognizing a person by their footsteps, or a car by the noise it makes when turning to a stop
turning all injustices and anger inwards and making it into self hatred
hiding scars and injuries
expertly making excuses for marks or scars on yourself
dissociating in a second if there’s danger of new trauma
repressing mountains of trauma
surviving emotionally completely on your own
I really just don't have the energy to keep going ngl.
I've had another one of my friends die, now making it 4 in the past year, although this one was an accident rather than suicide.
My depression's getting worse, my medication isn't working and I've been ignoring just about everything and everyone.
I even near enough overdosed last week. But obviously I can't even do that right, I took a few of my antidepressants and a few painkillers, not intentionally trying to commit, but I honestly didn't care if I woke up or not. I still don't. If i don't wake up then people will probably be better off. I'll be better off. Because I really don't think I can get much worse than this, cos if i do I'm pretty sure I'm not making it out.
American Horror Story
hello, I’m a fuck up
So today I got a formal diagnosis of the big sad, with a side of mr anxious
Yay.
do i wanna know??? no. but thank u monkey friends
“I’m afraid to admit how in love I am.”
— s.s. (stephenstilwell)
me, talking to a dog: you’re soft. are you even aware of your mortality? of course ur not. u pure, wholesome and sentient unselfish being. do u feel that? that’s my heart. i love you. look at those ears. here take my wallet