I'm Trying

This is my blog to express my own feelings and keep track of my progress. I do not promote any form of self harm. ~somewhere between hating myself and recovery~

[rain-tea-coffee]

[schwierigephase]

“I hope you fall in love with someone who never lets you fall asleep thinking you’re unwanted.”

— Unknown (via thoughtkick)

[sss]

[recaption]

[neckkiss]

via weheartit

[panajan]

[heavenhillgirl]

[coqillage]

[wreck]

[ruled-by-numbers]

my stomach and thighs are my biggest insecurities. 

[ruled-by-numbers]

~

I eat enough to not need treatment but my minds sick enough to kill me.

[ruled-by-numbers]

Yeahhhhhh, I still really hate myself....

& every time I feel like maybe I’m doing better, I’m reminded that I would rather not exist

[ice-souls]

[thegoodvybe]

[rhossie]

r h o s s i e

[eliminated]

[liz-cat-meow-deactivated2020011]

[ruled-by-numbers]

Is it possible to be proud of yourself while simultaneously feeling so deeply ashamed of who you are?

Is it possible to feel hopeful for the future while also still wanting to die?