Its Okay Until Its Not

Why the fuck are we not doing it, what the fuck we are waiting for

PTSD is so annoying because you could be having a super chill day with absolutely nothing going wrong, and your brain is all of the sudden like, "Hey, do you remember that time-" and then you're stuck disassociating for the rest of the damn day. 😮‍💨

idk if it’s the mental illness but sharing literally any information feels like oversharing. i’ll be like “i skipped breakfast this morning” and immediately im like “i might as well have told them where i buried the money”

forgive me father for i have sexualized an older man

dude in the other side of the confessional, smoothing back his more salt than pepper hair, tugging at his collar, breaking into a slight nervous sweat that highlights his crows feet and laugh lines: Is that so?

Loving me must be so fucking hard and I'm so fucking sorry

When recovering from abuse, it's vital to turn around the narrative from "what's wrong with me, why am I not good enough, what did I do to deserve abuse" to "what's wrong with THEM, why do they think it's okay to abuse other people"