I Would Have Learned, You Know. I Know Violence Teaches, And It Teaches Well. But I Would Have Learned

i would have learned, you know. i know violence teaches, and it teaches well. but i would have learned without it.

For those of you still stuck in an impossible situation, I promise you can also have a quiet little life. Amd you deserve it.

A life where you won't find yourself involuntarily holding your breath when they come into a room. A life where you don't have to question what you remember or what you think. A life where people make you feel comfortable and confident in who you are.

There is a life out there that doesn't include them. I hope that soon you'll believe that, even with its challenges, that life will be beautiful and so much better than the hell you're living now.

I hope that for all of you.

She's upstairs baking while I'm in the basement wrapping presents. I keep laughing as I'm scrambling to hide her gifts every time she comes down to make me do 'quality control."

Four years ago I couldn't even imagine a life this peaceful.

She's upstairs baking while I'm in the basement wrapping presents. I keep laughing as I'm scrambling to hide her gifts every time she comes down to make me do 'quality control."

Four years ago I couldn't even imagine a life this peaceful.

Every fall my mental health dissolves. You can set your watch by it.

Work is stressful right now. Most people self soothe and do things that help them destress - take walks, bubble baths, naps.

Me? I reread this blog. The worst bits. The parts that still make me feel nauseous. Perfect time to double down on all those bad feelings.

Hello self-loathing, hello black hole of misery. Sorry, it's been a while.

Not all self harm involves knives or bruising.

His name was Dan. That voice they're talking about. Mine was a real person

“Living with anxiety is like being followed by a voice. It knows all your insecurities and uses them against you.”

— Unknown