#neglect?

[caffeinateddreamersoul]

Just learnt that you’re meant to have an eye tested every two years from childhood. I’ve only had 1 at like 7 years old wtf.

[juuzouexe]

my mom is now restricting the amount of my anxiety medication i am allowed to have until i "admit i took her meds" SHES LITERALLY GIVING ME HALF THE DOSE IT SAYS TO GIVE ME ON THE BOTTLE

[iwantvodka0009]

this just reminded me

when i was a kid i used to see my friends mom down 99s while driving the minivan 😭we would be laughing. like oml i did not understand how bad alcohol messes u up back then lmao i knew it was bad but not that bad

[lunarecord]

Something i just overheard my neighbors say through my walls. (theyre a couple)

Woman:i found the other weed!

Man:yeah?

Woman:it was in the baby's clothes!

*all the while a baby is crying in the background*

[dissolvingdolly-blog]

You used to beat me up

It’s not your fault, I guess.

They let you.

They blamed me.

I curled up in ball.

“This time I’ll just lay here and let him hit me. I won’t get blamed then.”

I did.

I did and this damaged me.

I don’t love them like  you do.

You cried when you left. Sobbing, trying your best to regulate your breath.

I cracked a joke to ease your tension.

I think, rather, that I absorbed it.

I felt bad for your crying. I felt bad that you cried. I would never. I didn’t.

I cried, then I left. Sobbing, trying my best to find any happiness.

I cracked. Unease. Tension.

I’ve always felt least loved. At age nine I abandoned hope for any relationship that I could possible have with them, mostly her. Always, she took your side. Always, she expected me to remain undamaged from this. Perpetually declaring ignorance- Why, she would NEVER. So how was I perceiving such a thing?

I never felt safe. I never felt loved. Everything was always my fault. You were always better. These days mother says that if only I wasn’t so tall she would have treated me like a child, not an adult. My height- something that was her choice based on the man she chose to call lover.

I see her regret. I see it and it pains me. I want to tell her what she did. What he did. What you did. But where would I get? At best, she would destroy herself for a moment and then the next day she would forget all that I have said and nothing would change.

I attempted to trust her once.

It’s not worth it to bring up my pain. Nothing will change.

I don’t want to blame you. I don’t want to hate you.

I don’t want to hate them.

I’m not sure I can help it.

[kazooieandbanjo]

Anyone else notice the update is gone on mobile?

Maybe they just haven't rolled it out for iOS 9.02 yet? Either way I've got my grey lines back :)

[cold-ler]

*drums fingers on table*

......

All he does is sit up in his room with the radio.

What is it now, a week?

I should... do something. Right?