This time last year I had attempted suicide a couple of days prior, no one knew I was intending to, even I didn’t but when I had spoken about my feelings prior to this I was labelled an attention seeker. It’s funny how all the ‘friends’ I no longer speak to and have lost over the past 12 months would probably think I was doing it for attention or to make it so my boyfriend wouldn’t leave me. I’ve heard a lot about myself from other people and what people have said and the funny thing to me is that I have been there for most of those people during a really rough patch of their life and no one ever does the same for me. No one ever really has. I’m not sure if I’m just that unlikeable and people want an excuse to be able to get rid of me or what. I just know that no matter how much I can be there for someone, to just remember I’m going to have to protect myself.
I’m still terrified of talking to people or trying to make new friends purely because of how people treated me at my lowest point.
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ailuromantic-deactivated2022122:
nobody tears through library books quite as fast as a 12 yr old girl with no friends
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the older i get the more sensitive i become to warm genuine words, like wow you really think that kindly of me? hold up, lemme cry
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No you cannot fix your entire life at 2am. Go to bed.
You can fix some of it though! By going to bed.
Ever since I read a post saying “don’t trust yourself after 9pm” whenever I find myself spiralling at 2am I check the time, see it’s after 9pm, and remember not to trust myself and just go to sleep. Works wonders. The problems are never as bad in the morning.
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“It hurt. It hurt to know that I was just another choice you had”— I wish you fell for me the way you fell for her.
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I’m so broken that it hurts
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