father daughter duo ❤️🩹
i posted this on twitter and instagram and completely forgot to post here LOL sorry
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Just one of those days where I wanna keep banging my head so hard it split open and blood is gushing out but unfortunately this is not a cartoon and I would suffer brain damage so here I lay crying in insufferable pain.
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i miss having good mental health :')
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Vent
Well, I don’t usually do stuff like this because I’m afraid of just being such a crybaby but…
I’m tired. I’m tired of myself. When it’s just me and my thoughts alone at night, I’m overwhelmed by them. It’s like I’m being beaten emotionally, and I try to keep the tears inside but they just fall out. I don’t realize I’m crying until hours later when the sun rises I reach to touch my face and realize it’s wet. I’m fucking tired of lying like a little piece of shit, all because I’m afraid, all because I’m scared of judgement and what would happen.
Whenever I think of my lies, my regrets, my mistakes, I can’t help but swallow the air of self hatred.
And as soon as the sun rises I wake up and paste a smile on my face, glue it tight and shut so it never falls down. I laugh and joke easily, I just smile, I try and be like any other normal person.
When I arrive home and I get a call from my parents of how my day was I force a cheerful voice, and whenever they’re there, whenever I’m crying, I go to the bathroom, and I wipe those tears off as I pull an annoyed voice
For years it’s a never ending cycle
And I’m so tired. I want to fall asleep. I don’t want to wake up.
Hah… even coming out as a non-binary person, never mind that. My grandparents made it clear to my older brother that if he was gay they’d never talk to him again. And look at me, an enby and bisexual who’s a sensitive person.
I’m beat to the core
It hurts. It physically hurts. It mentally hurts. Each step I take is like walking on thin thin ice, each breath is so cold and full of guilt, each action is so forced to be okay
Years of this and the sword I take with me to fight off these thoughts can’t take any more. I don’t have a shield. I’m defenseless and I’m just…
Hah… well, that’s all that’s on my mind right now. If you read this far um… thank you for reading. I’m just… well not okay. But hopefully I will be.
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It's hard to get help when you don't want to admit that you're this fucked up.
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I just got out of work and missed the whole game :((
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