stars in her eyes

all this arguing about which mental illnesses are the hardest to live with...come on guys the answer is obviously libertarianism

“The axe forgets, but the tree remembers.”

this is to be a funny addition to a sad post: my relationship with my mom started to recover - an effort on both our parts - when one day I lost my shit because she did my laundry without asking (dramatic I know, but trust me it was the straw that broke my back) and it escalated to a full blown argument where the past was being brought up. I couldn’t get her to understand that she traumatized me with how she acts on her anger and how controlling she is when she guilt trips me and threatens me, that those are things you don’t do as a parent, and me telling her that doesn’t mean I think she doesn’t love me. of course she was doing the whole parental gaslighty thing where they twist your words and pretend they didn’t say that thing that they said, but PLOT TWIST we argued over text and I got to send her screen shots of our conversation from like 1.5 minutes prior and now she is nice to me. (:

Growing up fat, you get made fun of for everything you do, even basic shit like eating and laughing and breathing are funny when you do it because youre fat! And its so hard to not carry that with you as you get older, like I’m still embarassed to eat or dance in front of people or smile in pictures and its ridiculous and I hate it and I wish I was treated with more humanity

Thin people can reblog this btw

they wont tho lmao

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snenus

My man found his niche and slithered off with it