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I’m plagued with all these memories that I used to treasure and now they make me want to throw up.
(via collectedthoughts)
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But no matter how mad I’ve been, I never for one second stopped wanting you here with me.
Colleen Hoover, Hopeless (via books-n-quotes)
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STOP TELLING PEOPLE WITH BORDERLINE PERSONALITY DISORDER THEY ARE MANIPULATIVE WHEN THEY AREN’T
STOP TELLING PEOPLE WITH ABANDONMENT ISSUES TO JUST TRUST YOU
STOP TELLING PEOPLE WITH POST TRAUMATIC STRESS DISORDER TO JUST LET GO OF THE PAST
STOP TELLING PEOPLE WITH DISABILITIES THAT THEY “DON’T LOOK DISABLED” BECAUSE THEY’RE SEEMINGLY PHYSICALLY OKAY
STOP TREATING ANXIETY AS IF IT IS SIMPLY NERVOUSNESS/SHYNESS
STOP DEMONIZING PEOPLE WITH PSYCHOSIS
STOP VICTIM BLAMING PEOPLE TRAUMATIZED BY ABUSE THEY COULDN’T ESCAPE OR CONTROL
STOP TELLING PEOPLE WHO ARE ISOLATING THEMSELVES AS HEALTHY A COPING MECHANISM (WHO WOULD OTHERWISE END UP HURTING THEMSELVES OR OTHERS OR BREAKING DOWN IN PUBLIC) THAT THEIR COPING MECHANISM ISN’T HELPFUL
THE LACK OF RESPECT THAT ILL PEOPLE RECEIVE ON TOP OF ALL THE SHIT THAT COMES WITH HAVING AN ILLNESS IS ABSOLUTELY RIDICULOUS
RESPECT PEOPLE WHO ARE ILL
LEARN TO SUPPORT THEM
BE A GOOD FRIEND AND STOP BELITTLING THEIR STRUGGLES
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“pshh ill totally have the motivation to do that thing tomorrow, lemme just push it off for a bit” says i, the person with chronic depression, never been motivated a day in my life
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Never push a loyal person to the point where they no longer care.
Unknown (via hplyrikz)
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You're gone. Again. Some may think it gets easier. Watching the person you love the most walk out of your life. Time and time again. Little do they know, it doesn't. It's just as painful as the first time. More actually. After so many chances, I should've learned. Learned that you weren't good for me. You made me degrade myself. I felt like nothing. I was no better than the dirt on the bottom of your shoes. Yet, in a way, you still made me happy. Being around you made me feel complete but so lonely at the same time. Did you love me? Did you really want a baby? Did you want to start this new life with me? Or was it all just a lie? A role you played to see how much I could take? To see how much of myself I would give to you? I'll never know. But you knew I'd give you everything. I did give you everything. Now, I'm sitting here. Alone. I have nothing left.
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