I feel weird putting vent art on here, but this one is positive, and maybe it’ll help someone else who’s feeling the same, and wants the same reassurance. 💜
I find solace and comfort in my sadness, and when I’m happy, there’s this overwhelming thought at the back of my mind, “you’re just going to get bad again.” And it’s true, I always fall back into bad thoughts and habits.
Every year it’s the same, everything seems to be going alright but then it just gets worse.
I want to try, and I do try. But what’s the point if I already know all my efforts will be wasted away, what’s the point if I know I’m going to get worse?
My body's all icky... I don't like it... it wont stop even with my scratching till my skins all red and raw... why won't it stop...? I want it to stop.... it feels like I'm there again... I hate it... I don't wanna feel like this anymore...