Dying Inside

Why keep trying to be safe in a body that isn't mine?

Nothing hurts more than having flashbacks of all the things that broke you

there's something so raw and soul crushing about spending your late childhood+teen years suicidal then growing up and actually wanting to live, after an ungodly effort, only to see your health deteriorate because of chronic illness.

Just saw another "there's no such thing as being too busy to send a text" post and I just have to point out what a horrible, untrue and ableist take that is. Because there ARE people who struggle severely to communicate and articulate their thoughts even on average days. There IS such a thing as having mental or physical symptoms so severe that you can't pick up your phone to text people. There IS such a thing as being hit with a personal crisis or trauma so severe that you temporarily drop off the map. There IS such a thing as simply being too busy and preoccupied to text people. So don't fucking tell people that if someone doesn't answer your text, that's automatic proof that they simply don't care about you. That isn't a helpful statement at all

you could know me for years but still don’t know a thing about me

You don’t get it, this pain never goes away