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@rspoetry
Hey :) I disappeared again, I know. As some of you can see, my posts are about mental health most of the time, and mine has been declining, unfortunately :/
Promise I'll be back soon,
Love u guys
As a teen who struggles with anxiety and other mental health problems, school ruins my life on a daily basis.
Dramatic?
No. Not at all.
Hundreds of people in the same building making me feel nauseous and making me want to crawl out of my own skin, oral presentations in front of the whole class, mental health affecting my grades and worrying constantly about being a failure– Welcome to a day in a mentally effed up teenager.
Mental health is just a joke until you realize that it does, in fact, affect who you become in the future if you don’t have the propper support you need.
They don’t care.
They will see the bad grade and say that you’re lazy and that you didn’t work hard enough.
They will see all the absences and say, again, that it’s all laziness.
I see you, I hear you, and most importantly, I understand you.
When you leave a wound untreated, it heals.
Of course, it’s harder for it to happen,
But it will eventually.
The thing is,
The untreated skin where the wound once was,
Is never going to be the same.
It will break more easily,
And it will take even longer to heal.
It will keep breaking over and over again until you decide to acknowledge that it needs treatment,
Until you acknowledge that it’s hurting you.
You can’t heal if you decide to just ignore what hurts.
You are everything.
My first thought in the morning,
The first person that comes to mind when I’m watching the sunset.
You are the one I run to when things get rough,
When all my strength is gone and all I can do is crawl.
Crawl to you,
Always.
So give me something.
Lol, tried to do something like Kafka's letters. How'd I do?
Hey, guys!! So, I just want a bit of your time!! I created a YouTube channel, and if you guys could pass by and subscribe, it'd be awesome!!
https://youtu.be/O-szTcGIpYI?si=3H06Bh6NWOEXrAA5
Love y'all.
(If the link doesn't work it is on my linktree in my bio!!)
𝐻𝑢𝑟𝑡 𝑎𝑛𝑑 ℎ𝑒𝑎𝑙; 𝐵𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑘 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑓𝑖𝑥: 𝐿𝑜𝑣𝑒.
𝚃𝚛𝚞𝚎 𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎 𝚍𝚘𝚎𝚜𝚗'𝚝 𝚑𝚞𝚛𝚝, 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚜𝚊𝚢.
𝙸, 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚘𝚗𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢, 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚔 𝚒𝚝'𝚜 𝚊 𝚕𝚒𝚎.
𝙸𝚏 𝚒𝚝 𝚍𝚘𝚎𝚜𝚗'𝚝 𝚑𝚞𝚛𝚝,
𝙸𝚏 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚍𝚘𝚗'𝚝 𝚏𝚎𝚎𝚕 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚜𝚘𝚞𝚕 𝚋𝚞𝚛𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚖, 𝙸𝚏 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚝 𝚍𝚘𝚎𝚜𝚗'𝚝 𝚌𝚕𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚑 𝚒𝚗 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚜𝚝 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢 𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚒𝚛 𝚗𝚊𝚖𝚎,
𝙸𝚏 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚍𝚘𝚗'𝚝 𝚏𝚎𝚎𝚕 𝚜𝚒𝚌𝚔 𝚝𝚘 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚖𝚊𝚌𝚑 𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚋𝚎𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚒𝚛 𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛,
𝙸𝚝 𝚒𝚜𝚗'𝚝 𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎.
𝙻𝚘𝚟𝚎,
𝚆𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚒𝚝'𝚜 𝚝𝚛𝚞𝚎,
𝙸𝚝'𝚜 𝚜𝚞𝚙𝚙𝚘𝚜𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚑𝚞𝚛𝚝.
𝙷𝚞𝚛𝚝 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚕,
𝙱𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚔 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚏𝚒𝚡,
𝙻𝚘𝚟𝚎.
𝑆𝑢𝑐ℎ 𝑎𝑛 𝑢𝑛𝑓𝑜𝑟𝑡𝑢𝑛𝑎𝑡𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑔; 𝑡𝑜 𝑏𝑒 𝑠𝑡𝑢𝑐𝑘 𝑜𝑛 𝑠𝑜𝑚𝑒𝑜𝑛𝑒 𝑠𝑜 𝑓𝑟𝑒𝑒.
I’m stuck with you.
And if we don’t find our way back to each other,
Then I’ll look for you in every person I’m with,
And break my heart over and over again,
because I’ll never find in another what I once had with you.
Every heartbreak is worth it if I get even just a glimpse of what we once were.
I regret lots of things when it comes to you.
I don’t regret us,
I don’t regret you.
I regret the things I never said.
The times when I gave up on you when I should’ve done the opposite.
I regret not saying how pretty I thought you were,
I regret not telling you about every dream I had about you.
I regret not telling you how I planned our future house,
How everything was like you wanted it to be.
In the mountains, old-style,
A little kid and a little dog.
I regret not telling you how much I missed you while I had the chance to.
I regret running off with someone else just to replace you,
Only to realize that no one will ever be you.
There’s no more “us” to me if the person with me isn’t you.