When you go to the graveyard and look on the headstones’ dates, the year they were born and the year they died, a whole life is represented just by the dash between them.
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*sitting in my bedroom with nothing going on* HELP!!!! HELP ME!!!! FOR THE LOVE OF GOD SOMEBODY FUCKING HELP ME!!!!
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just a reminder that being ill is not a personal failure
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The Dancing Fog Spirits by Kinko-White
This artist on Instagram
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your friends love you, your brain is just mean
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I look back at old photos of me in my teens and I feel like I look older than I do now... It could have been the ED making me look more gaunt and tired. It could be the weight of dealing with my family.
I don't recognise that person. Don't feel like that body belongs to me but then again when do I feel like this current body belongs to me?
Sometimes I wonder if I have more dissociation and depersonalisation than just the regular c-PTSD kind. I wouldn't be surprised with the childhood trauma I experienced in early through to teens.
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