i feel like the longer you have depression n r suicidal, the less people care
bc its like~ hes depressed rn?? he always is
he hasnt eaten?? he will at some point
hes sh again?? they're never deep anyway
he's gone missing again?? its fine he'll come home
he overdosed again?? he never takes enough tho
he tried to kill himself?? thats okay the attempts have never worked~ so it wont this time
I'm back to the point where I cry myself to sleep at night because of how alone and worthless I feel.
I just want him to love me again.
nothing has purpose anymore
why, in 2024, is it an unpopular opinion to say that you love men? like, sorry I'm bisexual and I love being bisexual, I don't "tolerate" or "pity" the side of me that is attracted to men and there is nothing wrong about (queer) relationships between men and women. even if one of them is straight that doesn't make the relationship any less queer when there is an actual queer person right there. stop erasing bisexual identities just because you cannot handle seeing women who actually love men or vice versa.
having a “favorite person” is so glorified and sounds lovely until you uncover the horrendous attachment issues and instability
i wish people could understand how painful of a curse it is
All I do is rot in bed, have breakdowns, ugly cry, fuck shit up, get drunk and cut myself. what a life (and it's all my fault, isn't it)
Every fking day is the same shit. Over and over again.
I've been struggling so much. You don't even see it. I've been trying so hard to make things good again but nothing works. I put all of my effort into making us okay that I've started struggling in school. This is the worst I've ever done and I dont know what to do anymore. I'm so tired. I'm so damn tired