I wish it’d finally end. Years and years of the same numbness and pain. I’m tired.

note to self: don't let a doctor make you second-guess yourself on wound care. you will regret it. you know your own body and you've been through this a million times, trust your own judgment.

idk man i just don’t wanna fucking do this anymore.

getting real tired of using my own money to buy myself nice things

i haven’t been okay for the longest time and i don’t think i ever will be.

my night routine is very simple. i think until i get sad

“watching people leave is hard, but it’s harder remembering that time when they promised they wouldn’t.”

not diagnosing a child doesn't mean they won't notice they're different.
it just means that instead of thinking "I'm struggling because I have autism/adhd/anxiety/depression/schizophrenia", they will just conclude that they are struggling because they are stupid, weak, annoying, unlovable, etc.

WHAT IS THERE TO FIGHT FOR?

questioning if your trauma “counts” as trauma is a sign of trauma.

“i keep wondering, how many people do you need to be, before you can become yourself.”

“i make it easier for people to leave by making them hate me a little.”

it never gets better.

every night I'm just attacked by the same heavy sadness. I stare at the ceiling and feel it and feel it and feel it.

I hate getting so sad to the point where my body completely shuts down, and all I can do is just lay there and think about all my problems

life is like a circle, it has no point.

“loneliness has made me a coward.
my memories forget about me.
the good ones have died or disappeared.”

shit taught me that no matter what I do I can't keep someone that doesn't wanna stay .. :\

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