You can only spend so long picking up the pieces of your before psychosis self until you have to begin building something new.
Do I go to therapy? You mean laying or sitting on the floor and covering your ears when things get to overwhelming out of no where? Then yes I go to therapy
hi im needy and emotionally distant, how are you?
You can’t save me, I think I should be gone now.
n i feel like i’ve lost myself
Been feeling pretty good! I have had a few rocky days but really it hasn’t been that bad. I am feel good and to a degree motivated but I’m just trying to practice not being hard on myself but at the same time being honest and telling myself where i can improve. Daddy has been having me write lines of positive thing when I talk down to myself. It has been working a bit. I catch myself now from saying negative talk to myself. I am slowly improving 🥰🥰
another bad day.
Pls tell me I’m not the only one that randomly feels the urge to completely change their appearence, I be like what about rainbow hair??? For no reason
I clung to you because you were a sign of normalcy. I’ve never known normalcy. I craved to fit into your traditional little world with friends and family and normal relationships. I fooled myself but at the end of the day, I knew it wasn’t for me. It was great to experience it then but that’s not for me. I was never meant for that kind of life. I desperately wanted it to be mine but clearly I’m meant to be abnormal and lead a life of solitude and suffering.
People like me aren’t meant to be happy,
Maybe if I laugh they won’t be able to tell how much I’m hurting inside
WRONGWRONGWRONG ITS ALL WRONG
Each person that leaves me takes a piece of me with them. I’ll never be whole again.
It’s so predictable that everyone leaves and yet it hurts so fucking bad each time. How?! How can I expect it yet it still tears me apart each goddamn time?!
There’s no point in being alive. Genuinely none. I can’t function like a normal person. My emotions don’t work right. I don’t work right. I can’t do anything right. I’m a burden. I don’t want to burden anyone anymore.
There is no point in trying. What? So I have yet another breakdown after I think I’m doing okay? So yet another person leaves and I have to start from square one again? No thanks. I’d rather be in perpetual misery. At least then I’m not fooling myself.