I’d like to start this off by saying hello to all you fellow less than content members of the human race (or Realists as I like to refer to us). I’m new to both this site and the general concept of sharing my darkest, innermost thoughts. So, you know, bear with me if it takes a little while for me to fully open up (or at least until I’ve gotten a few more beers in me). I’ve always been more of the silent, keep my thoughts to myself type. I suppose I’ve been of the mindset that as long as my issues aren’t vocalized, they […]
Keep Fighting
Two words, thousand meanings, lots of inspirations. It were the words I wrote on my left wrist on the first of march, Self Injury Awareness Day. With a butterfly, as meaning of The Butterfly Project. It’s really amazing what two words can do with a person…. They just help me get through that day.
13.7 billion years ago. something strange began to happen.??? There was a big bang & then Tiny parts of the universe became conscious. One of these’s part’s was called Donnie. & he was pissed. Why did donnie get. Life. I.E self-awareness. For.? If i was enjoyin it. cool. Maybe i would understand it. Ok why was i made self-aware for. Just to have a rubbish life. Then off my self & lapse back into unconsciousness.? It’s just my fate. to spend an eternity in darknesss. Then To have a shitty brief flash of self-awareness. Then slip back into an eternity of darkness. Once more. How […]
I wrote that on my arm last time I was on a psych ward, and then was about to take my life when the girl with learning disabilities across the hall from me came and knocked on my door wanting me to do her nails. She had been through so much and we were friends, she really didn’t deserve to have to watch me be brought out in a body bag which would have happened right outside her room. So I held on for a while and now I feel the same hopelessness again, the same desperation I just wish there was a way to […]
we all have our story, time to share them.