Vent Tag - Blog Posts
None of it was real its all an illusion <3
Im gonna be honest, if my friends leave me im gonna commit Hanna Baker, they are 2 out of 4 things that keep's me alive
Fake friends
Been having problems concerning friends. Oh, just a little word of advice; don't buy expensive things for people whom you've only known for like 3 months.
It's really creepy.
TW!! HOMOPHOBIA , SH, SUICIDE
The second part, chapter 2 some may say, begins in year 7.
I struggled a lot with leaving Primary school, even after all that had happened to me, it gave me comfort. In the summer after year 6, I started self-harming. I don't know why. Maybe it was to do with Daniel? or my parents?
I cut my hair short in year 7. I was the first girl in my year to actually come out publicly as gay. Many other gay girls in my year had crushes on me. Which I still don't know why. A lot of my friends now tell me I'm their role model.
My coming out received a lot of backlash and homophobia. I was relentlessly bullied, people begging teachers to movie away from me, having to get changed in a cubicle for PE because I was "looking at everyone". My twin sister outed me to my abusive mother in November, November 28th to be exact. I will never forget the punishment I got for it. It was horrendous
I had enough. In the February of 2020, I tried to kill myself, again. I wasn't in the right headspace. I couldn't take it. Not anymore. Unfortunately, it did not work (obviously). I told school about the bullying, they didn't do anything, they ignored me.
Let me say this now, fuck school - Radio
TW!!!!! SUICIDE, ABUSE!!
It started in year 6, yes... I was an innocent 11 year old. I never really understood my feelings. My parents abuse taught me to repress and suffer. My mental health started to decline when I got together with my boyfriend at the time , Daniel. He was so kind to me in the beginning, but he had always been manipulative. All the guilt tripping, but that was only the start.
After around two months of our relationship, things started to turn violent and aggressive. We'd be on and off so many times, he'd always break up with me for the silliest of reasons , like having fun with my friends. He'd always suspect I was cheating on him with the guy i was sat with.
He would hit me. Push me on the ground, cut my fingers, twist my arm etc... No one noticed. No one cared.
I finally stuck up for myself after almost a year of this. I finally got away, or I thought. As soon as I got home, a group chat was made, called "go to hell *my name* ". I was confused. There were many photos of him with a knife to his throat, with half my class blaming me. He was going to kill himself. Because I broke up with him.
No one but my friends Ciarra and Julia talked to me. Ciarra talked to me about it, she's always been the wise one.
It has been one month after all this started, i was still getting messages like "i can be better" and "what did i do wrong". I snapped. I couldn't take it anymore. I told him i was a lesbian, then attempted to hang myself. He was the reason my life is a mess
This is only the beginning of my story. - Radio
Does anyone have any tips on how to reduce the size of your chest. Not bind but like actually reduce it naturally? Pls help me out.
hi, yeah this is gonna be a vent
Just 2 and a half weeks ago I was retested for ADHD, and I got my diagnosis back about 1 and a half weeks ago. I was just rediagnosed with anxiety and told I have some pattern recognition issues. Oh, and I can't forget how it was also blamed away with my childhood trauma. now I had spent the 2 nights before my testing just researching ADHD and autism hoping to find my own answers. but when I got that diagnosis it was so hard to keep a neutral face, I wanted to scream and cry that it didn't make sense, how could all of this just be explained away with fucking anxiety. I didn't talk much during the diagnosis, mostly my mom asked questions. when I got home I looked up more stuff and did see that ADHD and anxiety do in fact have some same symptoms but I don't think it's enough for me to just be given anxiety. I just wanted to be given just a few answers but no, I just have more and more questions. Anyway, I gotta try and go back to bed. bye
“…ok…”
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Damnit Damnit
I just got given probably some of the sweetest birthday presents I've ever got, but I can't love them. No one in my family knows I'm Non-binary, and it hurt.
It hurt so much, knowing they don't know. Knowing I might never work up the strength to tell them. Knowing the day I do tell them is the day I finally snap under the pressure of everything.
It took so much energy to even smile when I saw the gifts, they're beautiful and it would've cost so much... it makes me want to cry, how much it hurts.
🌙Don't mind my wee vent <3
🌿Gonna be 18 soon yay
🌿Also I know I said I'd be making more art but life's just been exhausted, but hopefully I'll be able to get my shit together soon and be able to start painting again :)