being mentally ill + suicidal at a young age (before 18) is. strange, because you grow up with this idea that one day you’ll finally snap, turn off, be brave enough to kill yourself, so you don’t really plan for the future. adulthood- further life, it isn’t for you, nor do you feel included within the future of it. it isn’t.. it isn’t part of your life plan.
and then before you know it you’re 18 and you’re an adult but you never thought you’d get this far and sure it’s great that you’re still alive you guess but also. you feel so alone + lost in a world you never expected or planned to be a part of.
hey so protip if you have abusive parents and need to get around the house as quietly as possible, stay close to furniture and other heavy stuff because the floor is settled there and it’s less likely to creak
good things will happen 🧿
things that are meant to be will fall into place 🧿
Reblog if
You've ever written your suicide note.
Using my ribs
To slit my wrists
This is the life I live
Obvious cheekbones
You laugh and you throw stones
This is the world I know
Starving off pounds
The wind blows me down
My enemy wears my crown.
So I got a new diet that I’m going to try 💫 who’s gonna try with me Xoxo stay safe 🖤
At 17, I was a depressed teenager who self harmed and wondered about just how painful it could possibly be to end my life.
Right now, I’m laying on the couch, and I can hear my husband reading our four year old a bedtime story using silly voices.
Life gets better. Make sure you’re there to see it.