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“you’re so polite!” thanks, I am afraid of you.

do you ever just feel like your life is too fucked up and there’s no way to get over the past trauma and mistakes no matter what so you just want to start your life all over again to have a clean slate.

me to myself at 3 am, lying in my own bed choking back sobs and silently shaking: this is purely performative, you know. You're being theatrical and now you've managed to get yourself worked up and hysterical enough to think it might be genuine, all because you want to feel sorry for yourself.

anyone else thought they were so cool as a kid cause they were into sexual adult things and weren’t like their other, “immature” peers, but really they were just hypersexual as a reaction to sexual trauma

you ruined meeeeee you killed me i was supposed to be a completely different person and that persons dead because of you

trauma is a physical feeling in my brain. it isn’t ‘feeling a bit bad’. it feels like sth is rotting in the back of my head. it feels like a bruise and when you touch it my whole body is in pain. it’s terrible and words can’t describe it at all.