I can feel everyone getting sick of me, and to be honest I don’t blame them, I’m pretty sick of myself at this point.
"I just want to be okay for a day. I want to wake up and be happy to be alive. I want to enjoy the company of people around me. I want to look in the mirror and be happy with what I see. I want to breathe the air freely and enjoy life."
— things people with mental illnesses wish they could do
“She is written in a foreign tongue.”
- Henry James, The Portrait of a Lady
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I’m trying so fucking hard and no one sees that. I’m trying so fucking hard to stay alive but my breathing is getting shallow and my heart is beating slower and if I don’t wake up tomorrow just fucking forget about me.
I wish I knew what happiness felt like
Lindsay C. Gibson, Adult Children of Emotionally Immature Parents
i made this for me but heres some tips i came up with and have accumulated through out the day. i will be following this for the next few months
I’m trying so fucking hard and no one sees that. I’m trying so fucking hard to stay alive but my breathing is getting shallow and my heart is beating slower and if I don’t wake up tomorrow just fucking forget about me.
if im not 20lbs down by christmas
i will simply pass away