Everything okay?

If you or someone you know is struggling, you are not alone. There are many support services that are here to help. For 24/7 peer support and other resources, message KokoBot on Tumblr.

If you are in the United States, please try:

National Suicide Prevention Lifeline (1-800-273-8255) The Trevor Project (LGBTQ youth, ages 13-24) National Eating Disorders Association (online chat, text) RAINN (National Sexual Assault Hotline)

If you are outside the United States, visit IASP to find resources for your country.

For more resources, please visit our Counseling & Prevention Resources page for a list of services that may be able to help.

Dear Diary,

There isn’t enough space in the world for me to retreat to.

the awkward moment when you’re in the middle of an x reader fic and start crying out of nowhere bc you want someone to treat you/desire you that way irl but every time you try and be with someone the aromantic feelings TM start happening again and you have to go through the slow painful realization that you only like these scenarios in fiction so you will forever be consumed by this eternal feeling of heart wrenching longing and desire for something that disgusts and churns your stomach in reality.

I'm so sick of everything I am and everything I'm not

i don’t know if i believe in any god(s) or if i am even religious but i wrote this tonight about how i feel. i have a terribly strong urge to go and shout the last line up into the stars from an open field.

i can feel my wings tearing through the muscles of my back, aching and twitching and burning inside me. they are connected to my soul and they want to be connected to my body.

must i suffer so? must i live this way, trapped in a body that fights against my very presence within?

my god, o my god, why hast thou forsaken me?

People talk a lot about "trauma dumping" and not burdening casual acquaintances with your deepest sorrows, but...I never hear anyone talk about how that is just one end of a horseshoe, really.

There is also a point where someone has become too close and dear a friend to share your pain with them.

There is a point where you know someone so well that you know what topics they can and cannot deal with, that you can predict when your misery is going to exceed the limits of their emotional bandwidth. And you care about them! You want to protect their energy levels, not drag them down with your pain, respect their boundaries with room to spare, and most of all...

You want to avoid becoming a drain and a burden, because it would hurt too much to lose this person.

So you censor yourself. You keep it inside. You have to, if you want to protect the friendship.

...

Anyway, I'm totally fine and not feeling incredibly broken with nowhere to put the shards, why are you asking?

shit like this is what u need a therapist for

.

My pc won’t connect to my internet this fucking sucks I’m so frustrated 😭

I don’t think I’ll ever fall love again and that makes me so sad. I try to get back out there but my sensitive heart feels so unsafe. I feel forced to choose solitude now.