Great weekend home. Being back to real life is kicking my ass. Friends hurting, out of touch, or distant. My loneliness here is highlighted by those at home who I love. Excited for Mimi’s visit.
Definitely noticing the pitfalls of single life on nights like tonight. I want all the cuddles.
Alli might come visit around Valentines day.
Stevie tried calling, but I was asleep.
Haven’t called Ixtah in quite a while.
I feel sapped of energy even though they’ve declared me super healthy.
I have to schedule an ultrasound to check on my ovaries, a dental appointment, and a follow up doctor visit all before the first of the year.
Got my new glasses today and I look fierce.
Its been nine months of self control and abstaining from the pain I crave. Lately this commitment to not self harming has proven to be unbelievably overwhelming. This next weekend home is much needed. This is officially the hardest day I’ve had since tapering off my meds. I just want someone’s arms to sink into as I cry out the sadness and pain. I could cry it all out.
If we’re all born to die and we all die to live, then whats the point of living life if it just contradicts —
Living in pain is part of my reality, but right now its a hard one to face. I want to lay in bed and whimper. I want someone to tell me its okay. Being able to cast off this overwhelming despair over my body would be the best gift ever. Today I am thankful I have made it this far.
it’s nice to see the leaves change for once in my life
Revagrey is probably one of the few people I fight sleepiness to talk to.
Every once in a while my fear surrounding the mortality of those I love grips me and feels like it’ll never let go. It makes me want to stop loving.
my mom got a bunch of nerds from school because she’s a teacher and she’s letting me eat them
kelsey this could have been worded better
(Source: afternoonman, via fetusesandkittens)