When Sylvia Plath Said, “i Need A Father, I Need A Mother, I Need Some Older Wiser Being To Talk To.

I don’t even have words for what is going on inside me anymore. Sore? Exhausted? Worn? Helpless? I don’t know. I just know whatever I’m feeling is too much to bear on my own. I feel like an omen, I feel like I hold everyone back, and I know by expressing these feelings it creates some sort of truth within them, but I don’t know what to do. I don’t know what to say. I am feeling so much, and I feel like I’m nothing but a liability. I feel like everything I say just makes things infinitely worse.

“Just don’t leave me alone wondering where you are, I am stronger than you give me credit for”

Shed your old skin or die in it

If you’re feeling dysphoric try yelling at the women in your life

I’LL MISS THE COMFORT OF THE WORLD OF MY MOTHER AND THE WEIGHT OF THE WORLD / LOVE MUST BE FORGOTTEN LIFE CAN ALWAYS START UP ANEW

RAGGHGHHGGGHBBHHHHH

ok i’m locked in and riddled with shame. lowkey need to stfu

yearned so hard i don't even know what i desire anymore

My stomach is sick this feeling is back and last years patterns are haunting me

Being sad is sooo exhausting I’m losing HP by the second