How bad was it?
I begged God that I would lose feelings…
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How bad was it?
I begged God that I would lose feelings…
“Abusers don’t abuse every day. They have good moments. Days when they do the right things. Moments when they say the correct words. when this happens, the key is to remember that it is just an abuser having a good day, but still an abuser based on all the other days.”
— Shannon Thomas
“Maybe I don’t deserve anyone” is the worst feeling ever.
i am mentally not there anymore, i thought i was, i thought that after a while everything would just end up going away and getting better. It just doesn't, life doesn't feel the same anymore. I'm lost and scared to be alone. I'm tired. I'm tired of being tired. I wish i was born to be happy like others, i feel so empty. Their are times where i lay in my bed and stare at the ceiling think of why i don't deserve happiness. Maybe happiness is not for me. I always end up fucking something up or getting the worst in the end. I don't deserve anything. I'm tired of lying to myself saying everything is ok when it's not, i keep these thoughts in my head and I don't know how to get them out. I try to smile the pain away but it just doesn't work anymore. Nothing feels the same, it feels like everything is pointless and that my life is meaningless.
Sometimes it‘s hard for me to communicate how i feel because i don't always understand why i feel the way i feel. I need someone who is patient enough to understand my silence. Sometimes i really don't want to vent. I just want someone to be there for me so i don't feel alone.
she's a 10 but randomly goes back into depressive episodes every time she starts to get better because she finds too much comfort in her own mental illness
My biggest toxic trait is knowing the truth before I ask you just so I can see your face when you're lying.
She's still healing from things she didn't deserve. So you need to understand that being the first guy to ever treat her right, includes fear, pain and fucked up thoughts.
She is tired bro. Her souls tired. She's losing motivation, she wakes up everyday to fight the same battle with her mind, but yet she still smiles so you don't have to worry about her.
i wish i was healed enough before i met you so you could see a better version of me, i promise i'm better than this my love.
i wish i could look at myself in the mirror without being disgusted at what i see. I can tell my friends to be strong and to love themselves but i can't do it myself i feel worthless like i don't deserve to be loved.
Do you want to talk about it?
"No not at the moment"
I actually want to talk about it, but I can't even begin to explain in words how I feel and what's going on, I feel a pain inside that I can't describe, so I don't, hoping at some point it will stop.
Ive been fighting for a long time but i am tired. Im tired of never feeling good enough. Im tired of not being anyones first choice. I am tired of waking up to see the same thing everyday. I’m tired of it getting better and then getting worse again.
“I just feel so fucking empty sometimes and it’s so exhausting to feel nothing and everything at the same time.”
— Unknown
“I learned not to trust people; I learned not to believe what they say but to watch what they do. I learned to suspect that everyone is capable of living a lie. I came to believe that other people - even when you think you know them well - are ultimately unknowable.”
— Lynn Barber
There will come a time when some will regret it how they treated you.
She will forever think she is the problem, don't you get it? Her entire life she has been the "problem", she's been "too hard to love", she's been "too much to deal with", That's all she has ever believed.