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@misunderstood-insanity
this blog is a museum of my heart
her standards are high because her lessons were heavy.
I've lost my mind. Have you seen it?
i feel like i'm both too much and not enough
i want to be loved correctly or left alone
Emotional safety is my love language.
unavoidable that you will be the villain in someone else's story. You will be painted in an unfavorable light. You will be the irredeemable one. and all of this will happen despite how nice you might usually be or how kind or how respectful or how warm. and you will just have to move on.
My flag is not green or red, it's white. I give up, leave me alone.
may you never go back to the dark places you fought so hard to get out of
refusal
Do people understand that when you say “I’m tired” it doesn’t mean “I didn’t get enough sleep last night” or “I need more physical energy”?
It means I am drained. I have been fighting through each day just to wake up and do it again. I am tired of existing in a world where everything feels like a struggle and nothing feels right. I am tired of fighting negative thoughts. I am tired of waking up.
People don’t understand how much of my life was shaped by expecting to die. I spent years not caring about anything because I didn’t think I’d be here. Now I’m behind on everything people my age figured out years ago. It’s hard to explain how exhausting it is to rebuild a life you never planned to keep.
sometimes suffering is just suffering it doesn’t make you stronger it just hurts
Feeling like you're too much is honestly one of the worst feelings to possibly exist. It just feels like you need to stop being yourself and existing all together. It's like you crawl out of your own skin and laugh in disgust at what remains, it's pathetic. And so saddening.