:

I feel so fucking unimportant to literally everyone in my life. So, what’s the point of any of it?

izeyouth:

i’m sorry.

i’m too exhausted to talk.

myblissfulsuicide:

I really see no point. I have no hopes, no dreams, no plans. I have no friends, not a single one. Some of my family will miss me but it’s not like they see me anyways. Life will go on, nothing will be different. I didn’t make a change in this world. I’m finished. I’m through.

randomreasonstolive:

  To prove to myself that I can hang on for one more day. – Guest Submission

(Please don’t add negative comments to these posts.)

depressedanxietydeath:

I miss you, I miss you so incredibly much but there is nothing I can’t do. You’re gone and I’m left behind.

depression-stays-but-you-dont:

can other people stop pretending that i care about being alive lol

sad-lonely-broken:

When you have anxiety, you think that everyone is going to leave you.

Your mind overanalyzes everything. It’s one wrong message. One conversation where you wonder if you said too much. It’s a text unanswered that sends your mind wandering. And a call that goes right to voicemail. It’s a second text to clarify, just hoping they will answer. Even though you know you should have waited.

Anxiety is self-doubt. Anxiety is overthinking. It’s the waiting for people to leave. It’s ruining something before it even begins. It’s goodbye without the word that becomes an expectation. It’s the nights that keep you up tossing and turning. It’s not hearing from someone for a while and thinking they are mad, even though realistically they have no reason to be. It’s an apology you don’t have to say, yet you feel you need to, just to ease your mind.

Anxiety takes a hold of you, it keeps you prisoner in your own mind. It makes you prone to pushing people away when you want them to stay. You don’t want to burden or bother them with your insecurities or good without the word worries, but you just want them to tell you that they won’t go. That they won’t walk away. That they understand.

Because when your mind plays tricks on you and tells you, everyone, you care about will leave you, you don’t want to believe it, but part of you does.

Your mind convinces you that you are too clingy but the truth is that you simply care. Deeply. You care too much and think too little. You love too hard but everything about you is soft. You try and overcompensate just to give them a reason to stay. But what you don’t realize is they are choosing to be here because they want to be. Because you aren’t as bad and intolerable and unlovable as you think you are.

Anxiety is just trying to trick you into believing you are hard to love, hard to be around, hard to keep. But if you look around for just a moment you’ll realize the people who matter haven’t gone anywhere

Don’t listen to it. You are loved

— sad-lonely-broken

fearfulaf:

why can’t i just be okay

I keep questioning, from my last car accident… How on earth or even, why did I survive?
It would’ve meant I didn’t give up, the world took me.

golden-chan-deactivated20221119:

*WARNING*

For your own good, walk away. I fuck everything up. I’ll probably push you away, that’s my thing. I just don’t want to hurt you. So please, I’m begging you. Don’t enter my life.

suicidesson:

What if I changed every single part of myself?

Would you love me then?

-@suicidesson

missblack22:

Me watching everyone love each other while I’m sitting in the corner smoking and drinking my ass off just to feel the love I’m not getting

Via (missblack22)

oriopsy:

queerlysad:

very very very very dangerous thing

(via oriopsy-blog)

kannibalcrows:

Don’t ask about the marks on my thighs, you don’t wanna know and I can’t stand the lies