It's The Only Way I Know How To Feel

*TRIGGER WARNING* This is a depression blog I have to show my emotions and feelings. I in no way promote self harm, eating disorders, suicide, or anything of that nature. Feel free to message me on tumblr if you need someone to talk to. Just a warning that I don't own most of the stuff I post and I will give credit when I know who's it is.

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Depression Hotline: [phone]

Suicide Hotline: [phone]

LifeLine: 1-800-273-8255

Trevor Project: 1-866-488-7386

Sexuality Support: 1-800-246-7743

Eating Disorders Hotline: [phone]

Rape and Sexual Assault: 1-800-656-4673

Grief Support: 1-650-321-5272

Runaway: 1-800-843-5200, 1-800-843-5678, 1-800-621-4000

Exhale: After Abortion Hotline/Pro-Voice: 1-866-4394253

If you ever want to talk: My Tumblr ask is always open.

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If someone ever tells you that you only self harm to get attention, show them the video of the dog that bites itself because it got abused so badly by its owners.

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My best friend, the only one I trusted, suddenly started ignoring me and like replaced me with someone else and it hurts. I run away from classes and climb onto the balcony, where I always escape to. She used to scold me for putting myself in danger and smack me for even thinking of suicide. Now I just want to see her reaction if I kill myself. Will she care?

In my experience, I felt like that but it was my anxiety making me think they were ignoring me and replacing me. Try talking about it with her and it might turn out that she isn’t doing any of those things. I’m sure that if you killed yourself, she would be very sad. Trust me, even the people that you think don’t like you are affected when you kill yourself. I’m glad that she tries to help you with your suicidal thoughts and wants to keep you safe. If I’m not there to look out for you, I’m glad knowing that she is. 

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Hi, I hope you're doing okay? I went to see a doctor today about my depression. After dealing with this for 7 years, my friends pushed me to do, especially because my suicidal thoughts have been getting worse for some time now. I was prescribed fluoxetine and I'll need to set up counselling. Hope this works. And I hope you're doing well and that life is giving you only good things

You’re so brave! I haven’t been brave enough to get help yet but recently, I’ve felt a little better about the thought. I just need to find places around me that aren’t really bad (the reviews about hospitals’ mental health programs are really terrible where I live). I really, truly hope that this works for you and your life will be better because of it. I wish you the best honey!

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“It hurts like hell when you know that you need to let go of someone but you can’t, because you’re still waiting for the impossible to happen”

-blackernights

[latenights]

Do you ever just want to pack up and leave out of the blue without saying anything to anyone like just leave and start a new life

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And I crave for happiness like it is the only thing that matters in this universe.

ma.c.a // Isn’t it? (via vomitingwords)

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me, watching people surpass me in literally every possible way: haha! great for them :) also! starting at noon i will be burying myself under leaves and decaying slowly, feel free to stop by!

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I’ve been picturing a happy ending with a bottle of pills one last text message from you the burn of vodka The sun has been setting for 3 days now and I’m craving an ending Time has never been on my side but tonight the clock won’t move after 1 am so I’ll text another ex just to tell them I’m doing fine and how that’s a lie and how I can’t stand the taste of regret but that’s all that’s on my tongue

I can’t feel myself in the dark//kayla (via starsmattersinpoetry)

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I fell asleep in an acid bath of depression that ate away my skin and burned a hole through my esophagus. People called it a suicide attempt. I skipped art for a week after that. You found my undead corpse filling lemonade cans with vodka on the way to the bus stop that always smelled a bit too much like the cigarettes my father used to smoke, And you stitched up my wrists with your frayed, dirty shoelaces that stained my veins with a hopelessness that spread from my fingertips to my spine. Fast forward a month we were torturing ourselves just to feel again. We strangled ourselves with seatbelts instead of driving off a cliff because that takes a level of commitment that neither of us had. But I need change like you need a quick fuck. The love we wrote about in chalk got washed away by your tongue when you shoved it down her throat and was painted over by the blood dripping out my skull onto the pavement after I jumped off of your roof.

High School Sweethearts (via flameing)

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I've hit a bad phase weeks ago and can't seem to exit it. What kept depression away from me, is now the source of depression and anxiety. I feel bad 24/7. I even thought about hurting myself again, after not doing it for years. I told my best friend yesterday and she is now worried as hell and I don't want her to be. Idk. This is just to get it out of my system, I guess. Hope you're doing well. Your blog helped me a lot in the past

Hi honey, I’m so sorry that it took me so long to reply, I’m not able to get on here much anymore. I’m so sorry that you’re going through this again. I understand completely, I thought I was done feeling like this but I also have hit a bad phase and it’s gotten to the point where I’ve written a note and made plans so I totally understand where you’re coming from. I’m so glad that you told your friend, that’s a really big thing and I’m glad she’s there to be worried for you. I know you don’t want her to be but it’s a good thing, it proves you’re loved and cared about and she wants to help. I'm glad I could help you in the past and I hope to help you now if you need it. I’m totally here if you need to get anything else off of your chest. I love you sweetie ❤️

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Everyone always said our love was like Romeo and Juliet They meant the passion, The way we looked at one another, The love we felt But we never really were like them We weren't star crossed We didn't have to sneak away together We never had to keep secrets from each other What a shame though The only thing that was similar Was the ending

[writingsforwinter]

The Mercy Kill

The myth of the apple is that it keeps the doctors away.

The myth of the police report is that it keeps the past lovers at bay.

Centuries ago in Quebec, the only way a woman sentenced to death

could escape her demise was by marrying a hangman.

So when he held up the knife,

I offered my throat.

The bluebirds hummed from their gallows

and the stork on its way to deliver a baby

sang with its head in the guillotine.

Looking back, these were all warning signs.

The way nothing but my body mattered-

he violated even the most universal principle of physics.

If I was Sisyphus,

he was the boulder.

Once, when I tried to run down the hill faster than he

so I could be crushed in his path and allow everything to end,

he broke my legs instead.

I was an earth-bound mermaid

stripped of her scales.

By scales I mean any synonym for freedom.

By freedom I mean able to leave.

By leave I mean undoing the hangman’s knot.

But the wedding was planned,

the vows were uttered.

Til death do us part-

has anyone ever noticed how the infinity sign

is just a noose for two?

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