#vent tag
I want to share a bit of a PSA. This is an art blog, but I think this is important enough to be spoken.
Don’t force yourself to stay in a toxic relationship. If your gut is telling you something is wrong, you should listen to it and get out- whether they’re a ‘friend’, family, or romantic partner, you as a person deserve better than being put through abusive hell.
I’ve spent the last nearly four years going in and out of a toxic environment in belief I had good things in it. In a way, I did. There’s things I loved- all these artworks are from that era. I was wholly aware of the toxicity and thought I could ignore it. News flash: you can’t. Something will always get to you. There will always be that feeling of not matching up, or gaslighting, or even feeling like you can’t speak up without being lashed out at. I felt trapped with people I thought I could love in a sense- I gave them my time and effort, thinking I could better things, and ended up burned for it.
Don’t do this. You can’t help people who don’t want to change a thing. Offer paradise all you want, if you don’t enable toxic behavior, those people will just go right back to the ones who do. Save yourself the heartbreak and frustration. Don’t put yourself in a position where you’re afraid to even move, you have a right to feel more than guilt and misery for living. Take what you have left, and get out. Nobody is worth losing your identity over.
DONT REPOST / okay to rb if you are a csa victim/lost a child/struggle with an ED as well
Yet another vent post, tw for self harm
I can’t wait for the days where I’m finally better. The days where I can shower and not wince because it stings on my thighs again. The days where I can wake up and not cry about it. The days where I can actually motivate myself to sit up in bed. The days where I don’t break down and rely on a fucking blade to numb me. The days where I can go out and socialize and not be cooped up anymore. I really can’t wait but I don’t know if it’s ever going to happen.
I just want to be happy man. I want to be able to wake up in the morning and feel content. I want to be able to fall asleep without worrying about every little thing until 6am. I want to be able to live instead of just survive.
Another vent post because I just don’t know what to do with all of my feelings because I can’t tell her how I feel so I guess I’ll just tell tumblr LMAO
I couldn’t sleep last night because no matter what I thought about my brain kept going back to her. I wish I could spend Halloween with her. My favorite holiday with my favorite person. I hope her and her new boyfriend have a good time, if they spend the holiday together. I really just want her to be happy so I really hope he treats her as amazing as she is. I hope she doesn’t feel like she isn’t good enough for him like she did during our relationship. I hope she realizes just how great and perfect she is. Everytime I close my eyes I just see her. Everytime I think, I think of her. I wish she were here with me right now. I’d give anything to have her.
I miss her so much :( she is all I’ve wanted for three fucking years. Why can’t we just work? Why is it always so complicated with her? I just want her here. It’s been over three months since she broke up with me and I still can’t stop thinking about her. I thought everything was going great. I was actually happy. I just want her.
Dear Diary,
I don’t think I was meant to live.
wow not my best friend saying that she’s not going to unfriend someone over supporting trump but continues to claim to be alt,,, and not them being mad at me that i refuse to be friends with that person for supporting a racist, sexist, homophobic facist,,, luv make it make sense
