spiraling inwards & out

i hate when i can tell my self hatred is palpable…oozes from me

and i don’t even really hate myself anymore it’s just…something

anything hurts

amelia bedelia lives in a constantly shifting, unstable, frightening personal world where no amount of exposure to others ever gives her secure confidence in a general understanding of other people that would preclude them requesting apparently insane things, things which she has to always suppose make perfect sense for reasons she’s simply not privy to because she is blind

I do think the post that's like "when they torture you to insanity and then torture you for being insane 😂🤣" is one of the most succinct and foundational analyses of interpersonal violence and conflict that had ever been written