Nightmare

I never see the forest for the trees

[mysharona1987]

[trippy-disco-deactivated2023060]

Milk and Honey - Rupi Kaur

[classy-road]

Everyone’s moving on without me, into a world I don’t understand.

Sophie Kinsella (via classy-road)

[showfeelings]

And we can’t do anything to change it…

[m-adds]

I just want someone who I can talk about life with at two in the morning and just be myself.

A sad bathroom wall (via m-adds)

[redmist36]

[lie-smile-repeat]

[the-queer-fish]

Hug me I am broken..

[lie-smile-repeat]

All the time

[anorexieundbulimie]

[sadlilpixiee]

“I don’t really like my stomach, or my thighs, or my arms, my ankles, my chin, my face… I don’t really like me. I’m disgusting”

(via sadlilpixiee)

[diachronism-deactivated20190330]

i hate this fucking myth that going through a trauma makes you a better human being???? like i told a friend about how i was abused as kid and she was like ‘well yeah but didnt that make you be a kinder person?’ like no???? it fucked me up thats what it did??? stop fucking romanticizing this shit or im coming for your ass?????

[rochastocade]

okay but people absolutely NEED TO realize that therapy? it’s not some magical fix-it-all. even when it does help, people have relapses. just because it gets bearable, and it gets livable, and it gets better, doesn’t mean that the flashbacks just disappear or that you completely stop dissociating at once, or that you stop going into a full anxiety or panic attack when you hear about your abuser. 

in general, everything was so much more bearable when i was still abused. i’d locked myself away and i wasn’t affected by much, just to be able to live the life i was living. you try to make it ok, you try to feel like things are how they should be, you make yourself think there is no other way or choice. 

but you get better and you start feeling too much because you’ve blocked everything for the past 19 years and you become so, so much angrier and for a while that’s the only way you know how to survive. but mostly, you’re just…. living. some days it’s good, some days it’s not so good, but the point is that there’s no going back.

[silent-rain91]

[punkrorschach]

Why is it that being broken is romanticized, but only a specific type of being broken?

Starving yourself is dramatic and beautiful but overeating is just disgusting

Hurting yourself by cutting or burning your skin means your scars are beautiful but if you pull your hair out or pick at scabs that’s just gross

Smoking cigarettes or pot is rebellious and cool but the line is drawn when hard drugs are involved

Drinking vodka straight from the bottle is ever so dramatic but when you’re puking and blackout drunk no one thinks that’s poetic

Smudged eyeliner and black clothing makes you mysterious but it stops being attractive when you haven’t showered for a week or changed your clothes

Having depression or anxiety means you’re interesting but having OCD or schizophrenia or bulimia or BPD makes you a freak

Mental illnesses aren’t cool, or pretty, or romantic. It’s not aesthetically pleasing or dramatic or adventurous. It’s not red lipstick and black hoodies and ripped jeans and colorful hair. It’s nausea and exhaustion and acne and infected wounds and vomit and greasy hair and dirty clothes and red skin and bad breath and numbness and fog and desperation.

Stop making it pretty. It only encourages people to keep their unhealthy habits, or start unhealthy habits so they can be cool. It prevents people with issues from fixing them or getting help. And it convinces people who don’t have mental illnesses that life is like a movie and they need a manic pixie dreamgirl or a broken artist boy to make themselves happy.

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