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“but if I sit in the rain, maybe I can drown in something other than my own thoughts.”
~ Unknown
Unexpected tears.
I often burst into tears at the first hint of someone raising their voice at me.
It’s like my mind just shatters in that moment, and the only thing that I can remember how to do is cry.
I know that I’m not afraid of the person who raised their voice, and I know that I’m usually not in danger.
But in that instant when someone yells, my mind gets transported back to a time when raised voices meant pain and fear and crying. Since pain and fear were absent, my trauma-riddled brain knew that crying was the only other option.
So, yes; if someone yells at me, I’ll almost certainly burst into tears.
Perhaps my body is trying to make up for all the times I avoided crying, or all the times I was screamed at to stop crying.
Maybe I’m subconsciously squeezing in these unexpected tears to make up for all the things I’ve yet to mourn.
do you know what I cry about at 3am? Sometimes it’s because of the deep rooted childhood trauma, and my current, difficult life situations….but sometimes it’s just because I can’t sleep.
I fucking hate having bipolar disorder I hate how it affects every fucking part of my life I hate that I have to explain it to people because my shitty moods make my actions really inconvenient and confusing I hate it I hate it I hate it!!!

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You know it’s sad when
You’ve been so depressed for so long you get good at writing suicide notes.
SOMEONE WHO HAS BEEN MENTALLY ABUSED WILL:
1. Say sorry alot 2. Have a lowered selfesteem 3. Hide there feelings in fear they might upset you 4. Need a lot of reassurance 5. Have break downs during tiny disagreements thinking it will get a lot worse.
Please give us a chance we are trying out best to deal with things
I’ve always liked quiet people: You never know if they’re dancing in a daydream or if they’re carrying the weight of the world.
John Green (via asking-jude)

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My life is one big disaster, why am I still alive? I’m so exhausted…
(via stillawfullydepressed)
She was brave and strong and broken all at once.
Anna Funder (via asking-jude)
Today was such an exhausting sad day. I just woke up and wanted regretted it immediately. There’s so much I want to do but there’s always something in my way and I just.. I just don’t want to exist.
⚓️ Message me whenever you want. I’m always here if you wanna talk. ⚓️

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Depression is living in a body that fights to survive with a mind that tries to die
(via the-suicide-effect)
All I do, is play pretend..