I Don't Recognise You Anymore

"It's all in your head." - Thank you Janette, that's why it's called mental illness. It cannot be in my ass.

Anne Carson, from Autobiography of Red

“There are many ways to kill. You can stab someone in the guts, take their bread away, not heal someone from disease, put someone in a bad living space, work someone to death, drive them to suicide, lead soemone to war etc. Only few of these are prohibited in our state.”

— Bertolt Brecht (via a-book-dragon)

I wish I wasn't traumatized at the young age because now I can't function like a normal human being. I'm scared of everything because I'm so scared of fucking things up. I don't want to be me anymore

everytime i say something, even when it's to ask for help, i get ignored or the subject changed on me

and i have to sit idly by and listen and keep my mouth shut

while my blood boils under my skin

To anyone who was suicidal at age 14 or younger, here’s your permission to grieve. Here’s your permission to not joke about it or just flat out ignore it. Here’s your permission to acknowledge that lost child who felt way more pain than any child should ever feel. You’re allowed to cry for that child, whether you healed or are still suffering the same thoughts. Finally allow yourself to grieve for that child filled with undeserved hurt.