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Tw blood and POV: your mental state is so bad you’ve unconsciously scratched yourself raw and not even bandaids can begin to help.



#personal#my meds aren’t even doing shit anymore#also I’m sure one noticed but I don’t show my full ass on my other account anymore bc the half of it is raw too.#like completely open and bloody#it’s so stupid I don’t even notice till I’m in pain or blood snaps me out of the episode
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Today marks 4 months of losing my daughter and I can say I’ve never hated myself more
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My overall percent at work 155%. for ONE category it’s 89%. Manager wrote me up for being too slow bc it has to be 100. Girl WHAT???
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I actually work all 4 days this week. Earning me 30 hours. FINALLY more than 6hrs a week. I can move quicker now 🧍🏻♀️
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"you're so funny" - thanks man can’t wait to stare at the ceiling tonight.
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You know what. Maybe instead of leaving Florida, just leave fucking earth at this point
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Fuck you to the people who make decisions based off emotions, let people get excited then use logic to change your mind, ruining everyone else’s mood
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Might be moving in May instead of December. I need OUT of this place and I work this whole 4 day strip for 7-12hours each so I can FINALLY get somewhere
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Also why do I choose the crazy guys. The lake guy I went on three dates with continues messaging me through CASH APP. I messaged him saying he talks about his ex wife too much and ADMITTED to liking other women when we were together and told me I should be blonde like them and I won’t date anybody like that so we weren’t a good match. I said no bad blood I don’t hate you but I’m closing this chapter and STILL??
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Falling apart. My meds disappeared and even tho they’re not working I can’t stop them or I attempt suicide bc of the imbalance. I’m not allowed to cook or bake anymore bc my mom refuses to buy it bc alcohol takes up most of her budget. Can’t drive bc she wants to check something. I’m stuck to being rapunzel again bc my job only schedules me 4 hours and everywhere else denies me
Id move to my apartment in the other state sooner but I can’t without a car that’s fully mine. And I’d buy food but I’m not getting paid and I need the $100 I have for traveling.
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I hate being a middle child. Hate being the only accountable one so my parents use me for EVERYTHING since the other two are useless.
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Are you pregnant? What’s the shouting and secrecy about?
I’m not :) It’s about something I’m working on. I keep it a secret bc everytime I mention a good thing it goes wrong so I’m waiting
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ahhHHHHHHHH
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You’re an adult. Who won’t let you drive?
My mom. Shes had control of me since I was born obv. She made me get this anxiety by never letting me out of the house. She didn’t allow me to get a JOB, my permit or ID till I was 20 and now I can’t drive bc of water on the road. I can’t wait to move.
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Everyday I get closer to slicing my skin again. I’m not even joking anymore
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It’s like a job all over again. “You can’t drive saph. You’re not allowed to drive, you’re not experienced.” HOW AM I SUPPOSED TO BE WHEN YOU WONT LET ME??
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