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Why would I subject myself to be in a relationship w someone who is just going to end up hurting me in the end?

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I just want to end it all

the-activists-network blog is to help people with suicide, depression, anxiety,abuse, assault, anorexia, bulimia, self harm, etc. The stories show how people have over came their problem and help others also. People can ask anything they need help on and go on the different sections that are related to themselves to see how other people have coped and they could try it for themselves also. This blog is to let people be more aware of what’s going on in lives of pretty much anyone who can have any of these conditions and so they can get help if they want it. 6 people plus myself and unfamiliar-fantasy are going to try our best to help people with their problems. Anyone can help actually. Its a blog for everyone to contribute in. I hope this isn’t even more confusing): More information should be on the blog itself also. the-activists-network

I really hope you guys consider looking at the blog, it is still in the process of putting together since it was just made, but please do. It would mean a lot and to help spread the word about it also<3

update: Im looking over my old content right now and this popped up. This blog was in fact launched however I never posted this post. It did help a lot of people and I’m glad it did.

Woke up this morning and started crying thinking about my dad leaving us when I was in third grade. It makes feel like he abandoned us and that he never wanted to be part of our lives specifically mine bc I was the youngest and he didn’t care for taking care of me anymore. I grew up without him and I feel envious of my older siblings that they got to know how he was like as a father. All I know of him is how he’s like after the divorce. Not really present. I hear them talk about all these stories of him in their childhood and I just think to myself. This is my dad? He used to be like this? My perspective of him is just him dropping by after work on either Thursday and Fridays for a quick 30 minutes and MAYBE a Saturday lunch. Obviously that isn’t the equivalent of actually spending my life w him and getting to know him. I know so little about him and I know he loves and cares for us but to what extent? He lives a whole different life separate from his family. He’s shacked up w the mistress he cheated on my mom with and is so persisant on bringing her to our intimate family gatherings and tries to be sneaky about it. Doesn’t he know how that makes us feel? The hurt she has caused us?? She even said she wished none of us were born and prevented me from talking to my dad on the phone when I was younger when the divorce initially started. She tormented us and you want us to let her in? She doesn’t even try to be nice to us! She’s so rude and expects us to acknowledge her when she’s the one who ruined and broke up our family. There’s so much pain there

I have sooo much anxiety building up rn

Part of me wants to cry just to cry. Everything has been okay lately but I just feel this strong overwhelming feeling where I just need to release

Feeling sick and hella insecure 🥺 like no one really cares about me or ever will

goodbyeeveryonee-deactivated202

Picking out what you think people will like most in you and hiding the rest is violent to yourself

It’s hard living in a 3 person household and two of them are bipolar thus making me the only sane one. My brother goes through angry manic attacks that deathly scare me and it’s so hard and really no point in trying to rationalize with him. So I constantly live in fear of him potentially reaching a point of madness I can’t control.

Flashback to end of December last year and he finally decided to get professionally diagnosed after he put me through panic attacks with his drunken belligerent behavior that crossed lines that did not need to be crossed. I had to put a handle on him while in that crazed state and it left me scarred

I say all this but he really is a caring and loving brother who’s victim of this illness

I hate living here it just continues to make me more and more stressed.

‪My brother needs to stop cussing me out, yelling at me, and calling me slurs whenever he’s angry. It affects me more than he thinks‬. I get so scared

manynamedshe

People who perform manual labor should be not only given high and liveable wages, but unlimited access to healthcare and physical therapy to help manage the myriad conditions that come from doing back-breaking work.

Like this is not an absurd concept. It bothers me that people think that it is.

thepeoplesmanifesto

Controversial opinion but it’s the 21st century and there’s absolutely no reason anyone should have to work so hard that it effects their physical (or mental) health

twistted-reality

21st century doesn’t mean everything is equal and fair

learnandletgo

you’re going to meet someone who’s sun rises and sets for you… wait for it

I feel unworthy, unloved, unwanted, not cared for and that no one will ever truly want to understand me and want me. It may not be true but it’s how I feel. These thoughts keep running through my mind over and over again. I’d go a period without them, but they keep creeping back.

I need to make an appointment with a counselor ASAP. I’ve been through waaay too much these past few years and it’s really been fucking up my mental health

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