This but also "I look normal but I draw hentai" "I look normal but I'm actually hypersexual and don't wear panties 90% of the time"
I love posts like this too. I also love posts that show someone got out of bed, either way, no matter the progress I'm proud of whomever did anything.
You got out of bed? Yay!
You brushed your teeth? Yay!!
You brushed your hair? Good job!
You washed your face!? Amazing!
Took a shower?!? You're amazing!
Went outside for 5, 10, 15 minutes?!?!? I'm so proud!
Did things you needed to outside? Keep it up princess/prince/hun!
Lies Hidden on the Inside
You see that I smile
You see that I cry
You see that I'm calm on the outside
But you don't know me.
You would know me if…
You knew how loud I scream inside
You knew how I hide that anger, scared to black out
You knew how my mum manipulated me, made me scared to let out that volcanic eruption of rage.
You see that I wear the clothes that I love
You see that I cry when I hurt my friends and family
You see that I keep “bad” feelings inside
But you don't know me.
You would know me if you took a second to look in my eyes, at the emotion hidden inside, to feel the anger and rage boiling up inside like a kettle, water almost reaching the top.
You would know me if…
you let me trust you enough to let you in
You would know me
But you don't.
You don't know how I worry about my body, I hate the way I look, because my dad called me a slut.
You don't know how I forced myself to throw up because as a kid I was obese.
You don't know how I wasn't even allowed to hate because “hate is a strong word” so instead I said I “strongly disliked” someone or something instead. I felt too anxious to even feel my emotions fully because what if my family got upset about it because GOD FORBID I feel any emotion aside from happiness.
You don't know how I've had to learn to gauge people's emotions so I didn't get hurt.
You don't know how I was raped 4 times and none of them got caught because obviously they're “mentally younger” than me so I'd get in trouble, not them.
You don't know how everyday for years I cut just to feel something other than pain.
You don't know me and I hope you never do.
I hope you never figure out my “lies hidden on the inside.”
I have multiple personalities and I can draw them as pictures pop up in my head thinking about each one, this is Winterneko, she's more of a cat, kind of where my pet space stems, another one is Shadowneko who basically acts like her sister and is a polar opposite of Winter. Winter loves the sun and lounging in it where Shadow absolutely loves the snow. Then there's Atlas who is our protector, they only come out when I'm too drained or angry so we don't lose our shit, she's protected our husband as well a few hundred times, he can fight but we prefer him to not. Then there's me, Apollo, I'm more of the main alter but we also have dead name who locks themselves in a box so they don't go psycho on others. I'm more of an empath, Atlas is an energy vampire blocker, she doesn't get affected by other negative empaths, Winter gives off calm, positive, and safe energy, Shadow gives off more of a fuck off vibe.
I felt pretty in these pictures ❤️
Also doges
This is Tater Tot my little sister's dog
This is Sassy
This is Barney
This doge is named Tillie.
Me anytime I get into my husband's wallet to grab my EBT card or bus pass
is anyone else constantly afraid they’ll be “caught” doing stuff they’re obviously allowed or even supposed to do
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A 20 year old, almost 21 year old, age regressor. Mother of a beautiful daughter. Older siblings of 2 intelligent kiddos. I am married.
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