Hallucination that turned into a draft, possibly
why why wHY
Quarantine will be longer, we'll have to stay 'til May. That means MORE HOMESCHOOLING:( and that means dead.
I'll go play minecraft just to act like I didn't heard of staying another month in my home.
(2:56pm)
Why do i get so annoyed by him using my stickers
*sign* i want someone to translate hebrew love songs to
Admitting you were abused is hard for whole multitude of reasons, but one that hit me most was the fact that I had to admit to myself that abusers have managed to really, really hurt me. Really badly. That all their efforts to get to me, to make me doubt myself, to make me hate myself, were successful, no matter how much I fought, and pretended not to be hit by it all. I didn’t manage to defend myself. I didn’t beat them. I got hurt. I couldn’t get out of there. I couldn’t get away from them. I continued to get hurt. For a long long time. I was at their mercy. They could have done anything to me. They did anything to me. Nobody stopped them. Nobody fought for me. Despite all my efforts to keep myself sane, to keep myself okay, I am filled with wounds and trauma and damage too vast to even asses. They got what they wanted. And I lost big parts of myself to it. I’ve been lying to myself when I tried to be okay. I wasn’t okay. I needed help. I wasn’t unbeatable. I wasn’t quite that strong. Humans aren’t made to be that strong. Humans aren’t made to survive in environment where they’re tortured and abandoned completely. I wasn’t made to withstand that either. I got broken. I lived in an illusion that this was okay. It wasn’t. I was scared. I was alone. I thought it was my fault. I could have died. It’s a miracle I’m still around.
If I binge is a sin to god, but not for my mom
If I fast is a sin to my mom, but not for god
Ana's hell is waiting for me):
I ate way too much today.. Easter weekend… oh man…
I feel the JSIDJDKDJLDUSWK UUUUUU that someone took what i think
concept: cowboy hat with cat ears
SooO, I'm at the beach with my family, and that means I have to eat): But, my uncle have a pool in his house so:
I'm never gonna go outside of the pool, bye family
I want blood running thru my arms
fast forward, now on: antipsychotics and antidepressants. hi, i use this account as a personal diary, please don't take me seriously, nor try this at home. A D U L T !! super lesbian and in recovery. sincerely yours, Anne.
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