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Breathe. It’s okay. You’re going to be okay. Just breathe. Breathe, and remind yourself of all the times in the past you felt this scared. All of the times you felt this anxious and this overwhelmed. All of the times you felt this level of pain. And remind yourself how each time, you made it through. Life has thrown so much at you, and despite how difficult things have been, you’ve survived. Breathe and trust that you can survive this too. Trust that this struggle is part of the process. And trust that as long as you don’t give up and keep pushing forward, no matter how hopeless things seem, you will make it.
what i say: im sensitive
what i mean: my mental illness throws everything out of proportion and my emotions are extremely unpredictable and even the slightest thing going wrong literally makes me want to die
It was good for a while, being empty. I didn’t hurt anymore. But as time went on, it was like I could hear myself from far away, begging for permission to come back.
I look at the mirror
And here is what I seeI see 4 years of depression
4 years of slitting my skin
For a bit of happiness
3 years of trying not to
kill myselfWhen I look at the mirror
Here is what I seeI see my parent’s disappointment
I see my family’s hatred
I see all the people who leftWhen I look at the mirror
Here is what I see
I see angry scars because
times got hard
I see all the wrong curves
in all the wrong places
I see a face with many mistakesWhen I look at the mirror
And a defeated person is
what I seeAll this is ulterior
And it gets hard to believe
But it is true, this
monster is me
I’m stuck somewhere between hopeless romantic and cold-hearted cynic.
