It’s fucked, I know
Right when things go well, I go and fuck it all up
Like just now
I have a boyfriend, a new position in my workplace that doesn’t suck ASS. I’m away from an emotionally abusive mother and an apathetic brother.
But you had to start cutting again?
I wish I could just die, but I have too many connections right now. The most logical way for me to go is in a way that causes the least pain towards the people around me.
I’ve thought about ruining all my relationships. Just becoming belligerent and hateful for the sake that they see […]
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I’ve been living my life like it wasn’t my own. I was doing things for other people and not for me. For a long time, I was okay with that. With being alive to suit other people’s needs and being alive to suit other people’s wants.
A few months ago, I moved from a small town in Louisiana to a suburb of Seattle. I felt rather happy and I was excited about my new life. I moved at the beginning of June, and if I’m publishing this post after I write it, It will be almost 3 months since I moved.
After these months, two jobs, some […]
I’ve been feeling pretty good for a few months now, but I feel like my happiness isn’t justified enough for me to be glad that I’m happy. I personally feel like I’m a shit person and that I don’t deserve happiness. And I don’t feel “right” being happy. I feel like when I’m sad and depressed that’s the truest version of me. So starting today, I’m going to stop taking my medications.
Okay okay. First post phew.
So it’s come to my attention that I indulge too much when giving information to people. It has recently become even clearer after listening to Pink Floyd’s “The Wall” album. I want to protect myself from people who hurt me, and one of the ways that I think I could actually execute is building a tall, sturdy emotional wall. People are just out to hurt other people, and humans are the only human that would deliberately do so. Just like the character Pink, I want to build a wall and close myself off from people around me regardless of how they […]