Overestimating How Much You Mean To Someone Really Fucks You In The Head

I pretend to be lovable but I know, I know I’m not.

“You look like you’re about to cry.”

No I just wanna k1ll myself.

That's a fact

I could have a knife in my back and the first thing I'd do is make sure you're okay

I’ve decided to start going on my walks after classes again and omg does it feel good. I did have to take a bit of a break to go charge my phone since it was at 8 percent lol

after walk snack-

made good granola bar 100cal

mamma chia 70 cal

there’s nothing like the feeling of hiding under your covers while texting your roommate about why you want to kill yourself

crochet vlog

so I’ve been making my sister a crochet granny square blanket and it’s 2 ish days before Christmas. It’s sloooowly coming together but I’m hoping to finish it tomorrow

I’ll add another post about this if I end up finishing it, but it’s looking promising! Oh yea, my cat snickers has been keeping me company while I do this lol

“you should do XYZ for ur future!!”

“you need to prepare this for when you become an adult!!”

i’m BARELY surviving right now 😭

Hey, it’s not your fault. You were just a kid. You may still BE a kid. But I know a few things for certain:

You didn’t ask to be born into this world.

You didn’t ask to be treated the way that you were treated—whether it was by bullies, parents, or other family members.

You didn’t ask to “be a burden” to your caregivers, you deserved that space to be loved and safe

You didn’t ask for your consent to be broken.

You didn’t ask for the shame and guilt someone put you through.

You aren’t bad for something happening to you. You aren’t your trauma.

I’m sorry if you were ever made to feel that way, and I know that may never mean much coming from a stranger, but I know it’s something I wish I heard more.