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@savemefromthisnightmare
— Emily Henry; People we meet on vacation
i miss her so much it hurts my brain
me, regardless of what i’m doing: i’d rather die
Name a more iconic duo than my fear of abandonment and instinct to self isolate, I’ll wait
you can’t hear it but my brain is constantly yelling at me telling me i’m a bad person
i’ll be very honest, being loved by someone like me isn’t soft or beautiful or poetic the way people romanticize it. it’s dark. it’s obsessive. it’s a kind of hunger that doesn’t stop once it starts. and the worst part? when you live far from the person you love, the love doesn’t dissolve— it ferments. it festers. the poems stop sounding like love letters and start feeling like screams no one hears. it’s not yearning anymore, it’s erosion. a slow-burning cannibalism of your own self.
because what’s the point of loving someone you can’t touch? can’t reach? can’t whisper things to at 2 am when the world is too quiet and your brain won’t shut up? it just stays trapped. inside you. turns sour. turns sharp. turns cruel. and then it spreads. into your fists. into your teeth. into the corners of your smile. and you carry it around like a curse no one else can see.
it’s fucking miserable being loved by someone like me. because i don’t just love. i collapse. quietly. completely. endlessly.
If I don’t recieve validation every 24 hours I turn back into a pile of dust
it's me and my unhealthy sleeping schedule against the world
i don’t know who i am anymore, depression devoured me whole, i have no personality, no passions, no goals. all i have is a sick brain and ways to cope.
May 12 to 13, 1913 Letters to Felice by Franz Kafka First published : 1973
abandonment issues are fucking painful. i hate that the dumbest shit makes me feel like a small, helpless, confused and abandoned kid. it makes me feel like i’m all alone in this universe. it just fucking sucks.
someone: hey are you doing okay?
me, planning my suicide and violently self-sabotaging: yeah why
It is so fucking exhausting fighting your brain every day dude
the moment I feel ignored or unimportant is the moment I emotionally check out