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For the first time in my life I have a broken heart, it hurts so damn much, I don't know if I can handle it, I want to die
FUCKING LIFE, WE CAN PUT THEM IN OURS ASS ONLY
Będzie ktoś tak miły i mnie zabije? W sumie nie, sama to zrobię
Again all day just crying
Everything is so fucked up, I'm fed up with life
My daily activities:
-Cry
-Cry
-Cry
Fun, right?
"Don't be ashamed of your scars"
- my mom 🤍
At the next visit to a psychiatrist, I will ask if she will prescribe a Xanax for me to try, I wonder if she will agree to it... I would take a couple of pills right away lol
I love my scars, they are part of me and my story, they are proof that I survived although it was not easy. I still have demons within me, but I hope there will come a time when I will be happy and free from it all. I'm not ashamed of my scars, I don't hide them, neither should you all either because everyone has a story they've struggled with, but it's proof that we're still here after that all. It is not others business and fuck their looks or comments.
TW ANOREXIA TRIGGERING
I think my anorexia is coming back, I start to eat less and less, I have no apettite, I'm scared to eat or try things that I don't know how many calories they have. I started to increase Symfaxin, which I have prescribed for depressive anxiety neurosis and maybe that is why I have no appetite, I feel sick after eating, even after small portions. I started to lose weight and I am very happy about it, but I remember what a bitch anorexia is and that is what I'm afraid of.
I'm so fed up with my stupid mind that today I bought a small vodka in the store, I hid it in the closet from my mom because i want to drink it at night. I shouldn't drinking alcohol because I take several medications for my depression and anxiety, but oh well... Fuck it
Today I took Thiocodin and I feel really really fine, I don't want them to stop working because I know I'll feel like shit again
I hate New Year's Eve. It'll be the same shit just with a different number on the back
Today is all about making wishes and everyone is hoping that next year will be as good or better. I wish you that, but really only the number on the back changes, nothing else, no miracles. For people with depression or other conditions, it's still the same shit. Nothing can change this thinking.
One hour until the new year and I'm already sitting in the bathroom with razor blades and one wound on my hand, wanting to cry. Wtf, I hate this shit
I went back to self-harming and on the one hand I feel satisfied, and on the other I know that if my family found out, they would be broken and disappointed
Looking at my mutilated forearm, I feel satisfaction that I punished my ugly body, stupid brain, stupid thoughts, myself in general, this is what I deserve
I ate some cake in the morning and I will try not to eat anything until tomorrow morning to save calories, I need to lose the fucking weight
Poor bby
*A quiet night in the dorms*
Izuku: *Screams as he runs out of his room*
Everyone: *Looks outside to see him running to the kichen while screaming and crying*
Everyone: *Follows*
Izuku: *opening a bottle of bleach and crying* IT'S NOT WORTH IT I CAN'T DO IT ANYMORE!
Everyone: NO
Bakugou: *Tackles Izuku*
Iida: *Grabs bleach*
Izuku: NO NO I CAN'T DO IT ANYMORE
Mina: Do what?!
Izuku: LIVE NEXT TO MINETA