I HATE MYSELF! I Really Do.

i’m burned out, i’m tired, i’m falling apart. every day is the same but simultaneously gets worse. 

Happiness is not for me. I don't think I will ever deserve it, to be honest. I just wish for one day. I need a break. Just one day. Please

I want my life back

"I just want to be okay for a day. I want to wake up and be happy to be alive. I want to enjoy the company of people around me. I want to look in the mirror and be happy with what I see. I want to breathe the air freely and enjoy life."

— things people with mental illnesses wish they could do

i am tired. i am exhausted. from my head to my soul to my bones i am so fucking tired.

I’m jealous of those who can function like a normal human being. They don’t have anxiety holding them back from everything, they don’t struggle to get out of bed or have to put on an act that everything is fine when its not. They don’t struggle to hold friendships and relationships… they don’t feel sad for no fucking reason everyday. Those that can hold jobs and work towards their dreams, the ones who have self esteem and see the beauty in themselves. Those that know what its like to feel safe and secure, not insecure and fearful of it all. 

rb if you didn’t realize you had trauma until years after it happened