Finally Coming To Terms With The Fact I Have Ptsd.

finally coming to terms with the fact i have ptsd.

and anxiety.

and an ED.

and i dissociate all the time.

im running on energy drinks and cowardice. everythings too hard. i want to give up.

i want to fucking give up.

I should be happy! i get gifts for holidays, im not homeless (yet), im reasonably skinny... why cant my brain give me happy chemicals.

can i die

please.

hahah my weight estimate was off by 5kg :)

I'm actually only 50kg

lucky me ig.

They should invent a way to kill yourself that doesn’t disappoint anyone

some m4l3spöö <33