person 1: why cant you just simply tell them that i need more help and to keep me on why are you making it so confusing and me so close to the edge
person 2: please know how sorry i am i relaise i was selfish and please dont shut me out i just want to feel less alone
person 3: why is this friendship so one sided? i cant always support you and funnily enough the fact i have a diagnosis doesnt make it easier and me magically better i do still need you to care occasionally about how i feel plus you never take my advice and if you feel so bad then just go to the doctor like i suggested and stop telling me there is nothing that will make it better i know this sounds harsh but it is because i care that i cant carry on helping all the time and the fact you withdraw from me when i sink makes me feel worse-yes i have a therapist but sometimes i need to just talk to a normal human being
"A penny for my thoughts, oh no, I'll sell 'em for a dollar
They're worth so much more after I'm a goner
And maybe then you'll hear the words I been singin'
Funny when you're dead how people start listenin'"
I miss just being friends with you now. Do you not miss me at all?
I don't want to loose all contact with you, do you want to with me? If so, please give me a better reason, give me a legit reason to hate and blame myself, it would make it all easier.
There will always be a happy ending. If its not happy then its not yet the end.
It hurts, but I can't tell you that because I know I hurt you first.
oh non-believer, please believe me.
is there honestly nothing in this world
that keeps you living & breathing?
you're a ghost in your own
goddamn city.
woes for the day.
X, I'm worried it's my fault. I know it's not my sodding fault, but you might say it is and then I'll look even more wicked that I already do.
Y, I'm worried I upset you/said the wrong thing. I find it hard to put into words what I mean and when you don't respond I can't get feedback on whether it's come across right.
I am also woeful that my boss touched my arm and asked me what had happened. Inevitable, but ceeb for that conversation.
You've invited me and I'm really pleased, but I'm not sure if I'd be welcome. I want to try to make amends but I fear it's too late. I don't want to make things awkward, but I don't want to lose that whole chapter of my life just yet.
Also, why ALL am I woeing when I'm supposed to be working?
"A penny for my thoughts, oh no, I'll sell 'em for a dollar
They're worth so much more after I'm a goner
And maybe then you'll hear the words I been singin'
Funny when you're dead how people start listenin'"
I'm sorry for my shitty attitude, I'm sorry it intensifies every year. I know how horrible I can be and how vile I am towards people, I'm sorry I didn't appreciate what you did for me and how I be a ball of misery and bask in self-pity. But I'm grateful, so thank-you.
You really surprised me. I underestimated you. But - wow. I'm just shocked. And not in a good way.
We’ve got obsessions
I want to erase every nasty thought that bugs me every day of every week
We’ve got obsessions
You never tell me what it is that makes you strong and what it is that makes you weak.
I need to know what you think, about what is happening and what you want to happen, I need to know now so I know what's going on. Tonight was really great, though, thank you. Just... I need to get this clear soon otherwise I'm going to end up getting hurt again.
Now I'll play your ghost as my ace, whenever I'm led astray.
But I am actually good, can't help it if we're tilted.
I'm in my right place, don't be a downer.
oh non-believer, please believe me.
is there honestly nothing in this world
that keeps you living & breathing?
you're a ghost in your own
goddamn city.
I don't know if I feel like messaging you back tonight...
I'm sorry.
"God take me, because I hate me" -Underoath
We are male and female. We are artists, athletes, and students. We have depression, PTSD, eating disorders, bipolar disorder, or maybe no diagnosis at all. Some of us were abused, some not. We come from all walks of life and can be any age. We are every race or religion that you can think of. Our common link is this: We are in pain. We self-injure. And we are not freaks.
