The leftover kid

„but you survived“ but i didn’t want to lol. i wasn’t supposed to. i hate that i did. i’m angry that i did. i want the pain to go away so badly.

“your trauma doesn’t define you” no actually it does. it dictates every aspect of my shitty life.

My PTSD controls my life sometimes my trauma definitely defines me even though I don't want it to

The best revenge is none. Move on and heal yourself so you don’t become like the people who traumatized you.

I live my life in a constant state of grief of what I did, what I didn’t do, and what I can never do.

you know that feeling when your doing nothing and then suddenly. i exist. i shouldnt exist. why do i exist. i dont feel like i am existing rn

i can’t tell the difference between what i actually remember, what i’ve been told, memories from looking at photos, things i’ve imagined, and media i’ve consumed then adapted to my life.

Sorry babe can't talk right now. Too busy switching between five different daydreams and acting them out to feel something in life

you know the real fun part about having a dead sibling? realizing they were the better child who had their life somewhat together but you, the one who is alive for some fucking reason, are the one who is basically useless and the family disappointment 👍😅

therapie ist eine gleichung mit sehr vielen unbekannten.

When you only have one sibling, and you lose that sibling, you lose the one person you have a unique bond with. The only other person who understands your family history and upbringing. The only person who truly shares those memories and experiences with you.