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@broken-warrior-18
I look at this full bottle of my “happy pills” and still feel empty and unhappy. Maybe if I take them all I’ll finally be happy. Maybe they will fix all these broken pieces of me. Maybe it will fix everything if I just don’t wake up from it all. Maybe I can finally go a whole day without crying, or having an anxiety attack or flashbacks. Or maybe it will all get better tomorrow.
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Have you ever laid on your bed at night and cried because you're not good enough? Counted all your flaws and felt worse about yourself. And just felt too ugly and alone.
Is there a point in my recovery where I can go one day without thinking about it...
One time, freshman year of college, I was eating by myself in the cafeteria, except I wasn’t eating. I was sitting there with my bowl of pasta, trying to eat one noodle at a time, but my body wouldn’t let me. Sometimes if I’m too sad or anxious, my body won’t let me eat, and it was particularly bad that day, and that year in general. I just physically can’t swallow the food, and I try to distract myself to trick my body into doing it, but sometimes it just doesn’t work. This is really hard for me, because I absolutely love food more than anything.
I gave up, and went and threw away the entire meal, after eating maybe half of a noodle. That was when some guy came up to me, introduced himself, and asked me why I didn’t eat my food. I couldn’t really explain myself to this stranger, so I just said that I wasn’t hungry. He expressed his concern, probably assuming I was lying, and said that he wanted to make sure that I was okay. He didn’t press further when I lied again and said I was, but he told me that if I ever needed to talk that I could talk to him, and let me go.
I never did talk to him again, but that moment did resonate with me. I really appreciated that someone noticed that something was wrong, in a complete stranger, and decided to express their concern and offer some consolation. I understand that not everyone would feel that way about this situation, but I did. It’s good to know that someone noticed and cared that something was wrong, so I still think about this sometimes when I’m having trouble eating.
Sometimes, it even helps me swallow my food.
Yes. Agree. 🖤
There’s something in the way your breath falls on my lips
Not like the sun or the wind or the rain
Which touches them gently and willingly wilts away
But like embers from a fire that singe my cheeks
They fall on my tongue like a hail of bullets
And tore me apart so beautifully
Pick up the shards of me that fall and bleed
Don’t you put me back together again
I can set my own bones to heal
You’ll build them in a structure far too foreign
And they’ll need to be broken again
It’s a rush to be destroyed down to the bone
But I will heal myself
-unplannedpoetry
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Somewhere along the broken lines
Deep within my fractured mind
A taste of what I’m used to feeling
Desiccates my starving tongue
Hunger for the easy flow of pain
Stirs my gut in empty hurricanes
The storm in the desert touches nothing
Far too lost to see the stars anymore
How do you lose the pain to fight,
Without the flames that bring you light?
I’ve been quiet and slowly fading
Without the wars I’m used to waging
Can you feel it? Touch my soul
Taste the ashes of my sunset
Carry me and burn alive
I miss the pain, I’m numb again
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She has been through hell. so believe me when I say fear her when she looks into a fire and smiles.
I overthink. I over love. I over feel. I am the sea or I am nothing.
our sun is setting
it’s weird how instantaneous that can be
one minute you’re the leaf and the next you’re the tree
the wind plays it’s part in setting spirits free
for there are other places it knows you need to be
I surrender and let it carry me
at some point You have no choice for the wind has come and stolen your voice
and you helplessly look for someone to come with you
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Missing that feeling..
I miss the feeling of being home. Being able to sit on my couch and feel at ease. The feeling that I can do anything. I could accomplish anything. Where did that girl go? I miss her. I miss being able to do what I want when I want. I miss you.
It’s hard to sleep when your heart is at war with your mind
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