True friendship is a two way street! ♡
Bruce: TIM! Are you ok? I heard screaming
Tim, in tears: I had a nightmare about the duolingo owl
Bruce, who's parenting books have not prepared him for this: ....what
Jason, from the other room: HOOT HOOT
Tim: screaming
Here I am again, hope everyone is having a good Christmas eve. If you are doing good I recommend to just unfollow me here because these blog post are going to probably get sadder from here on out.
My family has been doing horrible, I’ve brought it up before. Although now its worse. My mom and dad are getting a divorce. My mother said she is unhappy and my father is done with her complaining so this is it. My mom says shes leaving him right after Christmas. I’ve already told my dad I’m going with him so I’ll have to switch back to my old school most likely unless my dad moves into town which I doubt will happen. My family has been extremely sad lately and even I have gotten pulled into it. I have spent most my time in bed lately yelling at myself and planning things.
I’ve been wanting to cut again and I’m skipping meals. I don’t know why, I try not to but i keep almost crying every time I go to get food so I just end up back in my bed.
Last night was good. I was sad because my mom was talking about my dad again so i went to my room and took 5 sleeping pills although i still couldn't sleep, my mind was to much of a mess and I was like that until A.M came in and we spent the night on his top bunk and watched marble hornets until about 1 am when my mom came to yell at us. I actually had fun though. It was nice.
I was watching Dan and Phil today so I decided to go watch it in my moms room and that's when she told me about the divorce. she said she won’t be here tomorrow because shes tired of my dad. Shes leaving early and shes going to get a hotel. She asked me to come with her but I said no, hopefully I can stay with my brother considering hes the only sibling I have that has their life somewhat together.
My mom said its to the point shes done with her kids, we are to much for her to handle. That hurts a lot, I try to be good. I’ve changed so much to make her love me. Yet I’m still not good enough for her. If you aren’t good enough for your own mom who are you good enough for?
No one in my family understands love or they mess it up. Not ONE person in my family can have a relationship without messing it up. No one here is made for it so I’m just going to save myself the drama and heart break. It's not even worth it when you know its going to fail.
That feeling you get when you break up with someone that you get in your chest. The one that feels like its a black hole and it seems to be creating a giant empty mass in your chest has been eating at me for the past week and its getting worse. I’m tired of leaving bed, I’m tired of eating, I tired of interacting with others, and I’m tired of being let down. More that tired, I’m scared of all of these and honestly I’m okay with that now,
I’m so, so, sorry.
~Anon
I feel useless. I'm never going to meet expectations. I'm never going to be good enough for anyone. I can't do anything right. No one cares about anything I care about. I'm sorry I'm not her... but I try so hard. ~Anon
you deserve love
please take care of yourself!
hey if ur reading this and ur in a bad spot mentally or anything i hope u feel better soon and have a good day ✨⭐️✨
(I didn't tell him. I should have or I should at least set the alarm, but I can't. I'm uncapable. I'm unstable. I'm thinking diffrently. I want to do something but I can't. I'm not ready for tomorrow. Everything drops from here. There's no coming back from here. I can't chose one of them and I can't let go of both without letting go of everything and I can't do that. I'm uncapable. I'm sorry. )
tfw your boyfriend is the number 1 shipper of you and your best friend
I can already see tomrrow in my eyes as I lay here at 3 am. The tiredness that will cradle me as if I'm dying within its arms. I'll lay here until I feel I can't anymore. I know I'll go to stand and fall back again as my legs give out to the pain behind my left leg. The gaping hole that will suck me in and heal back up once it's broken me down into nothing. My existence will not be anolage for my family is gone and my friends are none existent. I'll tell myself I'll clean later knowing that later never comes. And once again I'll hear the low grumble of my stomach as it begs for food i will not give it. I'll pretend that I can't hear, nor feel it as it twist my insides. Im prone to Blocking out the thoughts such as the fact I haven't had a proper meal at all this week, nor have I had proper social interaction, it seems I have forgotten how. I'm upset, I'm more than upset but not quite at the same time. I feel this feeling I haven't experienced much as of lately. But once again it's back. As if I'm it's toy to play with and it's the toddler I belong to. I'm nothing but I slave to its existence. I try to creep away, to disapear, but it's truely no use because im stuck here. My environment is diffrent and because of this. I am lost. ~Anon