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Sylvia Plath, The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath // art by @/kosmiklia on ig // William Chapman // Virginia Woolf // Brian Andreas // artwork - flowers by Hanna Ilczyszyn // Elizabeth Kinkaid-Ehlers, Still Searching

[text ID: And aren’t we all alone in the end? / You put your head for a moment against my chest. / Then, all I could hear was our breathing, and I understood / we were both human and animal-hearted, / bound to the blades, and bound to outrun them.]

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They expect you to stare off into space or be sad, and they aren’t sympathetic to the angry moments, to strong reactions to triggers, to the paranoia and fear of abandonment, they aren’t sympathetic to the disorders that are often co-morbid like personality disorders, dissociative disorders, or psychotic disorder. There’s more to PTSD than just “being shy” or scared.

Sylvia Plath, The Letters of Sylvia Plath Volume I: 1940–1956

— Unknown

— Jon Stewart