Okay, so for 2 years now I have been dealing with emotional abuse from all 3 of my siblings. The embarrassing thing is that they're all younger than me. Just last year my sister told me that my pants were way too big, and I must be super fat. And now I have a borderline eating disorder. But the worst thongs is that my parents always take their side. Saying things like, 'Well, it is your fault.' and 'Next time, try to be better.' I know that some people have it worse, but I have crippling depression and I cut myself even before all this happened.
REBLOG AND SEE IF YOU GET A COLOR.
PURPLE: I don’t talk to you but I really love your blog.
YELLOW: I wish we were friends in real life.
RED: I love you with a burning passion.
GREY: I wish we talk more and being friend
TURQUOISE: I would hug you if we’re met
PINK: I love your blog it’s one of my favourite
TEAL: We have a lot in common.
BLUE: You are my tumblr crush.
ORANGE: I don’t like your blog.
WHITE: MARRY ME PLEASE.
GREEN: I think you’re cute.
CORAL: I think you’re beautiful
BLACK: I would date you
BROWN: I don’t like you.
I remember that I used to hate you
You told me not to take the bait you
Filled my head with thoughts like flames and you
Told me I was the one to blame.
being mentally ill + suicidal at a young age (before 18) is. strange, because you grow up with this idea that one day you’ll finally snap, turn off, be brave enough to kill yourself, so you don’t really plan for the future. adulthood- further life, it isn’t for you, nor do you feel included within the future of it. it isn’t.. it isn’t part of your life plan.
and then before you know it you’re 18 and you’re an adult but you never thought you’d get this far and sure it’s great that you’re still alive you guess but also. you feel so alone + lost in a world you never expected or planned to be a part of.
when i figure out how to die without hurting my mom’s feelings it’s over for me, bitches
good things will happen 🧿
things that are meant to be will fall into place 🧿
Why not? Any things possible.
Person: What is your hobby?
Me: You know… The usual. Being rejected, crying, being lonely and self-loathing…
Person: what?
Me: what?
cause honey, same