Hell yeah, 2 A.M. instant ramen.
when i was a teenager it felt very revolutionary to be cruel to myself. like some kind of slow passive protest against how much everything hurt. i starved myself of sleep and food and tenderness because it felt right. it felt sharp and angry and radical and i wanted to be those things. adulthood is the realisation that the world is already working to cut into you well before you learn how to do it yourself. caring for yourself and others is the real protest
see the THING IS I don't feel like I ever worked hard enough to have "earned" the burnout, which is. probably how we got here.
26/Non-Binary/West Coast/ 21+ Minors DNI/ Lover of the sea and shelled creatures 🐢/ Enjoy my tortured screams into the void
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