#selfharm

monsters are real. and ghosts are real too. they live inside us. and sometimes…they win.

I know no one cares but today I’m 4 months clean of sh. I know I’m not gonna make it til new year cause I’m struggling so much rn but at least it were 4 months yk?

I stay awake at night cause I don’t even know what my favorite color is and I’m afraid I don’t have a real personality.

If I’m having a panic attack or if I’m telling you how sad I am or how I actually feel. Try a hug. It’s mental illness. Mental illness. Mental illness. It’s not like “my daughter feels horrible about herself, let me hug her.” It’s “Take your medicine!” It’s “Do you need to go to a hospital?” It’s mental illness before it’s me.

Love is a lie, we’re all empty inside.

Maybe we feel empty because we left pieces of ourselves in everything we used to love.

I wish I could look at myself in the mirror without being disgusted at what I see. I can tell my friends to be strong and to love themselves but I can’t do it myself. I feel worthless. Like I don’t deserve to be loved.

That moment when you think you’ve hit rock bottom but you somehow see that it can go even deeper than you thought

That feel when you accidentally stab yourself.

Who uses Twitch? I want to do a stream about mental health and self-harm. Would any of you be interested in watching that stream?

When you tell people you self harm, and all they think is knife wrist and blood.

They don’t understand what happens behind the scenes.

They don’t realise the lengths that we go to just to hide it.

They don’t know how creative we are, when the need hits but there’s no knives around.

They don’t realise just how fucked up it actually is.

They say they want to know, yet they flinch, hesitate, show disgust,

At what is actually, the prettiest part of the whole damn show.

Merry Christmas!

Can you tell I’m burnt out? No? Good that’s how I want it.

I’m going to die if I keep going, but society doesn’t give breaks, especially not for mental health. So….I’ve just increased my workload… because burning fast and bright is less painful than the slow burn.

I’ll do it, I swear.

Und wenn du fällst, fang ich dich auf. In Liebe - der Boden.

That’s it, I’m done with life.

That’s it, I’m done with life.

No really…Im fine

I will never be the person you want me to be.