I miss my ex. I miss my friends. I don’t miss who I used to be since I’m no longer her.
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I miss my ex. I miss my friends. I don’t miss who I used to be since I’m no longer her.
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thirteen reasons why (not)
(why not to watch the show, why it was absolute shit, why not to blame people for your death and so on)
1. if you are not enough for yourself, then you are not enough for yourself. it’s Not other people’s responsibility to fill that internal hole for you.
2. it should never. ever. ever. be on your friends to keep you safe. never. ever. ever.
3. by equating suicide w the inability of other people to be there for you, it’s implied that suicide in general can always be prevented if you just love someone enough. which is Not the case at all.
4. also! why! are! we! only! using! white! girls! to! exhibit! mental! illness!
5. in the end, it is ultimately your decision and yours alone to end your life, regardless of others’ actions that brought you to that place.
6. fundamentally, you do not get control after you die. in death you surrender every active role you had in people’s lives, and while you still impact them, you do not get to manage things anymore.
7. there is legitimately nothing good that could ever come out of blaming specific people for your suicide. you ruin them and you ruin yourself and no one heals or is given the chance to be forgiven or become better.
8. it’s never ok to use suicide as a form of revenge, let’s get that fucking straight.
9. does it even need mentioning that the equation of rape, bullying, someone’s lack of romantic initiative, and counselor’s inability to give you exactly what you needed to hear, is dead. wrong. those things are Significantly different and should not be held each to the same level of theoretical responsibility for hannah’s death in the show.
10. worth saying again because somehow this isn’t clear to a lot of people: in the end the final decision to end your life is your and yours alone.
11. applicable only to the show itself but what. sorry. what the actual fuck was supposed to be accomplished by having hannah kill herself onscreen. any suicide-prevention initiative of the show was completely destroyed in that inclusion. yes, we absolutely need to talk about suicide but jesus christ that Was Not the way to go about starting the conversation.
12. is it that hard to make a single show about a mental illness that does not romanticize it to make it look like something pretty! real life mental illness is in no way pretty! stop making it into a club that hands out flyers and tries to recruit people! does anyone get how fucked up this is!
13. whether you have 13 or 13,000 reasons why you want to kill yourself, it is Not The Answer. it is never the answer, no matter who you are or what shit you’ve been through. you’re here reading this and you made it through today and you just might be one of the reasons that someone else is staying alive, so stick around, friend. let’s come up w reasons not to kill ourselves instead of reasons why we did.
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My blood under a microscope.
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depression tips™
shower. not a bath, a shower. use water as hot or cold as u like. u dont even need to wash. just get in under the water and let it run over you for a while. sit on the floor if you gotta.
moisturize everything. use whatever lotion u like. unscented? dollar store lotion? fancy ass 48 hour lotion that makes u smell like a field of wildflowers? use whatever you want, and use it all over.
put on clean, comfortable clothes.
put on ur favorite underwear. cute black lacy panties? those ridiculous boxers u bought last christmas with candy cane hearts on the butt? put em on.
drink cold water. use ice. if u want, add some mint or lemon for an extra boost.
clean something. doesn’t have to be anything big. organize one drawer of ur desk. wash five dirty dishes. do a load of laundry. scrub the bathroom sink.
blast music. listen to something upbeat and dancey and loud, something that’s got lots of energy. sing to it, dance to it, even if you suck at both.
make food. don’t just grab a granola bar to munch. take the time and make food. even if it’s ramen. add something special to it, like a hard boiled egg or some veggies. prepare food, it tastes way better, and you’ll feel like you accomplished something.
make something. write a short story or a poem, draw a picture, color a picture, fold origami, crochet or knit, sculpt something out of clay, anything artistic. even if you don’t think you’re good at it.
go outside. take a walk. sit in the grass. look at the clouds. smell flowers. put your hands in the dirt and feel the soil against your skin.
call someone. call a loved one, a friend, a family member, call a chat service if you have no one else to call. talk to a stranger on the street. have a conversation and listen to someone’s voice. if you can’t, text or email or whatever, just have some social interaction with another person. even if you don’t say much, listen to them.
cuddle your pets if you have them/can cuddle them. take pictures of them. talk to them. tell them how u feel, about your favorite movie, a new game coming out.
Reblog as much as you can
All of this really helps
*gains weight* Wants to die
*Maintains weight* Still wants to die
*Loses weight* Wants to die slightly less
Yo
I'm back. Maybe for a while, or temporarily. Who knows.
Flattery
Nothing flatters me as an INTP like knowing that someone actually enjoys what I’m saying. I know this is flattery for most people, but when a person goes out of his way to have a conversation with me, knowing full well that I’m only going to blast off his ears with a lot of linguistic lingo and story ideas, then I can’t help enjoying the attention.
I know you may only think of listening to a nerd as being a nice person for a little bit, but to the nerd it means all the world.
Baby steps towards self love/worth.
I'm at a crossroads. The only way I'll actually make any progress is if I stop sabotaging myself. Because, god damn, I'm going to have to completely alter my way of thinking, being. This is already so hard. I'm ready to die, actually.
In a wish, I’m still dreaming
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