“well I met your (abusive) family and they seemed nice to me” well, yeah, that’s how they get away with abusing their kids
“To love and be loved is to feel the sun from both sides.” - David Viscott
via @love-diaries
“Don’t use your mental illness as an excuse” means “Change your behavior, apologize, and do better next time.”
“Don’t use your mental illness as an excuse” DOES NOT mean “Your symptoms are your fault, your disorder is not even an explanation, and you are a bad person if you behave less than neurotypical”
I wasn’t looking for anything at all when I met you. Actually, I wasn’t planning on falling for anyone so soon. But then I met you. And that was it…I guess things just happened. I found you and I found myself slowly wanting to spend time with you. It was simple. It was easy. And I think that’s how the best relationships begin. You’re not looking for anything and then suddenly you realize; you have something.
— I fell hard.
Do you ever just lay on the bathroom floor crying your eyes out because you just can't handle anything anymore and everything feels like it's crashing down
Yeah me too
cptsd: do you ever feel like someone is “safe”? i never feel safe anywhere but sometimes a person feels very, very safe. it’s hard to explain. can anyone else elaborate on their feelings on this?
Growing up I was constantly invalidated/told I was wrong or bad/in trouble for the smallest things.
As a result I’m constantly apologising and afraid I’ve done something wrong.
95% of my personality is worrying I do everything wrong and that I will inevitably be abandoned because my traumatised ass is too much and simultaneously not enough
The only reason I can find not to love you is the fact that you don’t love me. And that still doesn’t make it any goddamn easier. It still doesn’t make me any goddamn stronger.
Poetry At Most
Everything seems to be so hard. A blog about feelings, poetry, mental health and past trauma experiences and about living with it.
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