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Me: I wished I was never born
My mom: I wished you were never born
Me: >:0
Me: why am I so tired and weak, how do I feel better.
My malnourished, dehydrated and burned out body: I have a vew suggestions
People Realy be treating me as if I'm mentally stable.
Like, no. I will end myself if you keep giving me that tone
Having mental illness or mental disabilities culture is knowing exactly what you need to cope but not being able to tell others becouse you know you won't get that support.
I think life is starting to run out of stuff to ruin my life.
Right now my arm feels like its slowly breaking for no fucking reason, like... dude this is so fucking uncreative, find something new
My therapist: so what do we do when we feel like that?
Me: masturbate?
My therapist: exactly!
Me: ...wha-
But it would be nice to have a cuddle mate you know.
Whack
Like how can you be sitting in a room with you mother and not getting flashbacks from the mental abuse she did when you were young.