how difficult it is to have been an adult as a child and now a child as an adult
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how difficult it is to have been an adult as a child and now a child as an adult
I’ve had crippling, life altering depression for the past 2/3 weeks…
today I’ve woken up and I want to take over the world.
a quick reminder to myself:
this euphoria you’re feeling is temporary, babygirl. take it slow, but do the things you want to do! meet people, clean your space, clean YOURSELF most importantly! but remember to take it slow - it may only be here for a few hours 🤍
that strong feeling of nausea, your mouth filling with saliva too fast for you to be able to swallow, your forehead becoming sticky and your face bellowing red…
how i’ve missed you.
It's okay to be sad, after making the right decision.
Unknown
“I never knew how strong I was until I had to forgive someone who wasn’t sorry and accepted an apology I never received.”
capybara #148: deep in the hundred acre woods...
phone set to dnd, typing out messages to you that i won’t send.
i just wanna heal.
whilst everybody is out living their lives, doing what young people should do, i spend another night completely alone.
i don’t have anybody to eat with, i make one cuppa in the morning. there’s nobody to argue about my choice of tv shows, or what to get in the weekly shopping.
i really thought i wanted that, but who does? i pushed everybody away because i was so certain that i was going to give up, leave this realm, fly to somewhere safer and happier.
we’ve been misled, forgotten almost.
our idea of beauty has been so distorted by media and i finally understand what that means.
we see beauty in so many things, in so many people. we truly do see the beauty in them.
what makes an individual feel not beautiful is their pure existence in society.
we’ve confused beauty with seduction.
sexy.
as beauty standards have changed, they’ve changed with what society deems sexy.
i dont know about you but i have just had this realisation and it’s pained me to my core.
as women, predominantly, the sex appeal is to the man. what the man deems attractive enough to be worthy of his attention -
but be careful
try too hard to get a man’s attention and he will call you a slut. a whore. an attention seeker…
why do i give myself to you?
over, and over, and over, and over, and over, and over again
i give myself to you even when i don’t really want to. and for why?
i couldn’t even begin to fathom it.
𝑰 𝒄𝒂𝒏'𝒕 𝒔𝒂𝒚 𝒈𝒐𝒐𝒅𝒃𝒚𝒆.𝑻𝒓𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝒎𝒆, 𝑰'𝒗𝒆 𝒕𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒅, 𝒊𝒏 𝒘𝒂𝒚𝒔 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒄𝒂𝒏'𝒕 𝒊𝒎𝒂𝒈𝒊𝒏𝒆
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it’s scary. it’s scary how drastic the change is once the moonlight hits our windows. it’s comforting - the sun. she shines bright most days, hiding behind grey clouds on others, but the light is almost a cuddle. tasks are easier to complete, socialising isn’t so hard - a revelation… it’s not so hard because you’re distracted. the moonlight has an essence of darkness to it and no matter how hard i try, all i want is to succumb to it. i wish i could save myself.