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ā” Spilling guts online so I don't spill them frrrrrrrrrr ā”
Being forced to dig my own grave would be the most productive I've ever been
I need you to constantly tell me that you love me and that you're not going to leave me because I have a black hole inside of me that needs to be filled with reassurance every single second of every single day, and if there is even a moment of silence I am certain I will be completely and utterly alone forever
Sometimes I'll type out a really long, emotional text to someone and then just delete it. The act of writing it is enough, sending it is pointless. It's like screaming into a pillow, the pillow doesn't care, but my throat is raw anyway.
My therapist asked me if I've been having any suicidal thoughts and I was like "define suicidal" then we sat in silence for like five minutes while I stared at a dead fly on her windowsill. She earns her money.
I trust the vibe and the vibe keeps betraying me in very specific ways
I hate being right about things I wish I was delusional about
Coping? nah Iām raw dogging life with untreated mental illness
Pain to relieve pain combo ?? OFC I LOVE
I wish I felt safe with you. I wish I could go back and feel what itās like to be held without fear, without overthinking, without wondering if Iām going to be misunderstood again. I wish your presence made things easier instead of more confusing.
As another 23yrold with issues i love ur blog , makes me feel less alone <3
Forehead kisses
The growing fear that this emptiness is permanent.
I failed at becoming a real person
What fucks me up the most is that time passed and I didnāt change with it. I didnāt grow up, I didnāt heal, I didnāt evolve into some stronger version of myself like people love to talk about. I didnāt develop and I didnāt learn how to live better. I just stayed here. Same place, same pain, same head. Except now itās heavier because I know better and still canāt fuckin do better.
Heart racing, hands shaking, chest tight, all because I opened a message. Hate how my body reacts before my brain even understands wtf s happening and I'm sm tired of being on edge over nothing.
QUICK REMINDER II
Most people donāt apologize because they actually understand what they did. They apologize because they lost access to you, and it started bothering them. Iāve noticed this pattern way too many times to ignore it. When someone hurts you, dismisses you, crosses your boundaries, or treats you badly, they donāt suddenly realize it on their own. They donāt wake up thinking, āohh I need to take responsibility.ā Most of the time, nothing happens while youāre still there trying to fix things, explain yourself, or give them chances. The apology only comes after you stop replying, after you distance yourself, after they realize youāre no longer available to listen, help, comfort, or be there on demand. And even then, the apology is usually vague. āI didnāt mean it.ā āI was going through a lot.ā āI miss how things were.ā Notice how itās always centered on them, their intentions, their feelings, their loss. They rarely say exactly what they did wrong, they rarely acknowledge how it affected you, they rarely ask what you need now or what would make you feel safe again. Because the goal isnāt accountability, the goal is getting things back to normal, meaning back to a place where they had access to you without having to change anything. What really confirms it is what happens next. If you donāt forgive them immediately, if youāre still hurt, if you want distance or time, they get defensive, they get annoyed, they start acting like youāre the problem for not āmoving on.ā Thatās when it becomes clear the apology wasnāt about you healing, it was about them being uncomfortable with the consequences. People who are genuinely sorry donāt rush forgiveness, they donāt pressure you to reconnect, they donāt act entitled to your time just because they said āsorry.ā A lot of people donāt miss you, they miss the role you played in their life, they miss the emotional support, they miss the availability, they miss having access without effort. And once you see that pattern, itās hard to unsee it. It changes how you hear apologies, it makes you listen more to behavior than words. Because words are easy when someone wants something back. Changed behavior is harder and thatās where sincerity actually shows. Iām not saying people canāt change, Iām saying apologies that only appear after consequences arenāt always about growth, sometimes theyāre just about regaining access. And Iām done pretending thatās the same thing as accountability.
i hope all these disorders you āhaveā are diagnosed.
Itās so funny how u re questioning diagnoses instead of questioning why u're so freaking bothered by someone elseās struggles. You have such a weird kinky hobby but whatever