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It’s been 3 years...

I’ve come back on here with the intention of exporting all my posts and deactivating my account, but I can’t. There’s too many memories on here for it to be gone forever. I used to use this account as my main outlet for many years and it feels too important to just disappear. The best thing about coming on here is seeing truly how far I’ve come. I’m 26 soon. I read my posts from my hearbroken teenage years/early 20′s and my heart aches for my past self and the path I was on. I’m not broken anymore and I’m not just surviving, I’m living.

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masturbation and hating myself are my only hobbies

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survivorssharingsecrets

Sometimes I don’t even believe myself. I think there’s no way ALL those things could have happened to me. Sometimes I worry I’m making it all up.

Posted by Anonymous. (via survivorssharingsecrets)

survivorssharingsecrets

It’s scary when you question if it actually happened or not. That’s when you know it fucked you up so bad you tried to erase it without knowing. But you still feel the ache, the weight, the dirtiness of it all. And it never leaves.

Posted by Anonymous (via survivorssharingsecrets)

Person: you're so polite!

Me: thanks, it's the trauma

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You were forcing me to feel guilty about having wounds, you pretended my emotions weren’t real, you dramatized your most tiny problems until they looked more important than my whole life struggles, you punished me over and over again for “not following your rules” and you had the fucking nerve to pretend that I was the toxic one.

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