Grief Is Such A Peculiar Phenomenon. It Truly Alters Every Single Aspect Of Your Life. I Don’t Think

Grief is such a peculiar phenomenon. It truly alters every single aspect of your life. I don’t think there’s any part of my life that was left untouched by my grief.

I truly lost touch with reality after my parents passed. And I believed for a long time that my parents were gone, dragged back into the earth with words left unspoken, and nightmares put to rest; but as time has escaped me, I have been disproven. My parents may be ash now, but I see them everyday in myself. It’s horrifying, and sometimes beautiful. All of my life I’ve been told I act and look just like my father, and while that remains true, my mother’s venom has snuck its way into my behavior. I constantly feel like I’m fulfilling their doomed prophecies for myself now that they’re gone.

But I know that it doesn’t have to be that way. I know I can change and I need to allow myself to sit with this, instead of running and running and running. I am so tired, and I need to stop giving up on myself. I may lick my wounds like my dad, and I may carry my mother’s temper, but I don’t have to *be* them. I can be better. I hope I will be better.

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2 months ago

so insanely fucked up that i have to spend the rest of my life working like. ten times as hard to function as a normal person because of shit that wasn't my fault. wdym i have to spend the rest of my life medicated and in therapy just because my parents were mean to me and then died?????????????? like at what point is that shit worth it because i'm medicated and going to therapy and i still have absolutely zero hope for myself. nothing has changed except the fact that everything has gotten progressively worse and it's my fault but i don't know how to end the cycle i genuinely can't take this

FUCKFUCKFUCKFUCKFUCKFUCKFUCKFUCKFUCKFUCKFUCKFUCKFUCK

4 months ago

I love my friends so much. How blessed am I to have people who choose me again and again despite not sharing my blood. I hope I get to choose them again and again forever, too.


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1 year ago

pretty odd my beloved

Go On, Grab Your Hat And Fetch A Camera
Go On, Grab Your Hat And Fetch A Camera
Go On, Grab Your Hat And Fetch A Camera
Go On, Grab Your Hat And Fetch A Camera
Go On, Grab Your Hat And Fetch A Camera
Go On, Grab Your Hat And Fetch A Camera
Go On, Grab Your Hat And Fetch A Camera
Go On, Grab Your Hat And Fetch A Camera
Go On, Grab Your Hat And Fetch A Camera

Go on, grab your hat and fetch a camera

Go on, film the world before it happens

I listened to pretty odd on repeat the other day while studying, woke up this morning to see panic had replaced LANA DEL REY as my second most streamed artist.

Pretty Odd and A fever are two of the most amazingly crafted pieces of art on this earth.

2 months ago

me when it’s Lowkey in my head

Me When It’s Lowkey In My Head

need to believe in the positive more fr

6 months ago

Wish I could post about something happier but unfortunately my mind is riddled with The Memories

4 months ago

*stomping out cigarette*

Only I can prevent forest fires

*stomping Out Cigarette*
5 months ago

All I’ve ever wanted to know was what I want. I am a stranger to myself.


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3 months ago

Maybe I do need to chill out

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nervous, trying to figure out how to live

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