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The past beats inside me like a second heart.
John Banville, The Sea (via thatkindofwoman)
(by witchoria)
Do you know what it’s like to die alive? When the world that once had color fades to white and gray and black. When tomorrow terrifies you, but you’ll die if you have look back…The sensation that you’re screaming, but you never make a sound. Or the feeling that you’re falling, but you never hit the ground. It just keeps on rushing at you day by day by day by day. You don’t know, you don’t know what it’s like to live that way. Like a refugee, a fugitive, forever on the run. If it gets me it will kill me, but I don’t know what I’ve done
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And sometimes I have kept my feelings to myself, because I could find no language to describe them in.
Jane Austen, from Sense and Sensibility (Penguin Classics, 2003)
emotional abuse is when someone does something to hurt you, and when you express your feelings, that you’re upset, they turn it around to be something you did to hurt them and they force you to apologize for it, and your feelings, like always, are rendered invalid and silenced, forever damaging the ability to trust others with your feelings because they always are used against you.
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Depression. Sometimes it’s screaming and crying and smashing plates Sometimes it’s numbness and quiet and “oh god why am I not dead” And sometimes it’s getting up anyways and staying alive, even if you don’t want to
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