Ok so this post is extremely long and I put it all together for my blogs Feeling sad page but as I don’t have a huge amount of followers I realize so many people are not seeing this information so I’m posting it here too!

alternatives without harming yourself:

killing yourself will not help. it is not a solution.

you have your whole life ahead of you. you have so many more years that you can accomplish things in. for example;

what you’re going through is temporary.

in case you need to hear this:

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abuse

coping

chat rooms

add/adhd

coping

medication

addiction

coping and recovery

anger

coping

anxiety

coping

panic attacks

medication

bipolar disorder

coping

medication

chat rooms

depression

coping

medication

chat room

eating disorders

recovery

friends with illness

grief and loss

ocd

coping and treatment

chat rooms

perfectionism

coping

ptsd

coping

schizophrenia

coping

treatment

self-harm

self-love

suicide

therapy

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the quiet place

things to do when you feel bad

when you’re not having a good day

reminders

self care suggestions

take a break

the thoughts room

90 second relaxation

the dawn room

the comfort spot

control a rainstorm

calm

how to make changes in your life

imalive

crisischat

7 cups of tea

kids help phone

positive love network

trans lifeline: 877-565-8860

depression hotline: 1-630-482-9696

suicide hotline: 1-800-784-8433

lifeline: 1-800-273-8255

trevor project: 1-866-488-7386

sexuality support: 1-800-246-7743

eating disorders hotline: 1-847-831-3438

rape and sexual assault: 1-800-656-4673

grief support: 1-650-321-5272

runaway: 1-800-843-5200, 1-800-843-5678, 1-800-621-4000

exhale: after abortion hotline/pro-voice: 1-866-439-4253

Dont forget about Crisis Text Line! 

Text HOME to 741-741

for those who might need it

the one that stuck out to me was “save someone’s life”

you’re not alone.

This is do important

this is so so important.

just chewed on my lip until it bled and my mom said it’s okay it will heal in a few days. painfully reminded the body really does just heal itself over and over again. theres somebody whos been trying to save me all along and its me

how did they even get away with this

HES STRUGGLING TO BREATH-

THE BLINKING

His eyes moving from one eye TO THE other

LIKE WHYS HE STUDYING WILLS FACE LIPS LIKE that BRO

his eye twitched-

and WILLS NOT EVEN LOOKING AT HIM in those ^^

then there's that ^^

bro’s hopeless

okay yes it's often bad and hard and sometimes i am so anxious my whole body feels like it's vibrating but also at the same time the gps took me a different way on my drive and i got to see more of the river than i usually do and yesterday the sun was still above the horizon after 7pm and that was amazing and the whole sky turned an orange-gold like how they try to make ice cream taste; you know, one of those evenings that just tears you open no matter how jaded you get. it's warm for the first time here and people had lined up against the water just to stand outside and watch the sunset

and yeah it's tax season no i haven't done mine yet but when i mentioned it offhand in a single side-comment three days later my friend sent me a list of helpful tips and followed up to see if i'd need help on them

there's this parking lot for a walking trail near where i live and one of the two google reviews is my actual favorite: love it here. there were so many beautiful parking spots but sadly we could only take one. and no this person isn't going to go viral and probably the only people navigating to this spot are extremely local - but there's something so precious to me about someone taking the time to write something that will make strangers in their community laugh, even though there's no way for me to tell them good one! directly

yes i am not doing well sometimes i'm doing even very-badly but recently i have been given enough breathing room to say okay, this situation is bad, but then it will be over, and you will be moving onto the next thing and it's true that i need to get groceries and pay rent and argue with my health insurance but it is also true that in the absolute stress and anarchy of my life today someone recognized my dog before they recognized me and was so excited because "they tell everyone about the greyhound in the area and didn't get a picture before so can they take a picture now please"

in class we all stand in a circle and are all grown adults and for a moment while the teacher is figuring something out, we all hold hands, just to be silly and connected. for no reason at all at 8pm on a thursday my friends and i start breaking out the dance moves to high school musical. my coworker gchats me during a meeting about the book he recommended to me and i'm enjoying reading

i help a high school set up for a star-themed dance and while putting up streamers i find graffiti that says if you're reading this, i love you, and we're both going to get out of here right next to fuck everyone, live out of spite, don't let the fuckers make you die. on the bridge where i walk my dog someone has written i love you and on the sidewalk in chalk someone has written i love you and on the side of the water tower someone has written i love you

at the bottom of a text post an internet poet says - i love you, i love you, i love you. i've never met you, i love you because you exist and we exist together. and isnt that enough for now. just for this moment, i mean. like, if you just close your eyes and breathe - somewhere, across this world, i love you, because you're here with me.

the question you're never allowed to ask is why, and you learn it young. often the answer is just because and if you ask too often people say you're being a nudge and when you say why do we have to go to church every weekend if god is everywhere won't he also be at home your grandmother says that if you talk like that you'll go straight to hell, no questions

and it never gets easier because as a teenager when you say why do teenagers have to wake up so early to go to school it's bad for them and they shrug and say that this is the way it's always been done so it's how it's going to be done, forever. and no you're not old enough to vote but according to certain state laws you are old enough to get married and carry a baby to term - and yes you're deemed old enough to hold and shoot a gun but not old enough to know about safe sex and birth control - and you say why, though? and they snarl that you're a child, you don't understand the world, go home

and as an adult you learn not to ask why because sometimes something changes in the other person; they can become dangerous, erratic. you learn this with your first boyfriend because you ask why do you expect me to remind you to do the dishes? and he says you're accusing me of being misogynistic and when you ask your boss why she hasn't given you a promotion she says this you playing the race card isn't it and when in an argument about drag shows you ask why are we still letting priests be alone around children your father backhands you, hard, the way he hasn't since you were a kid

and the truth is that you want to ask - why! why is it like this? why not just do what we can for a better environment? why not put money into public education. why not cut interest from student debt? and fuck, but, this shit never stops. it's not just the actual laws - it's silent; comes home and never lets you rest. why do you have to have kids. why do you have to own a house, have to get married, have to give in. why do you have to settle down, find a job that "fits". why do you have to dress so as not to be noticed? why do you have to act both delighted and innocent and also sinful and seductive? why do you have to balance-beam walk across your life, careful and quiet and patient?

so you cut and dye your hair and get tattoos and piercings because truth be told there aren't rules, and you go through the agonizing process of learning to actually-love-your-body, even though it takes actual years to do it, and you learn to dress how you enjoy, even though sometimes your social anxiety tries to kill you for it. you learn how you define yourself, gently at first; and then with a hard-won conviction.

but then you come home and your mother asks you to help her in the kitchen even though your father is sitting on his ass in the living room and of course you'll help her but in that moment some knowledge strips your skin - oh. there is no why.

it's just the way it is.

yesterday i was hiking with my dog and passed by a family with their 14 yo princess of darkness trotting behind them in very unsuitable clothes and uncomfortable shoes that clearly weren't meant to get dirty on forest mud. oh the quintessential teenage experience of doing something in a way that is stupid and sucks because it's important that it's your own way 🫡

The experience of being a teenager, especially, is relentlessly being forced to do things by authority figures who have arbitrary power over you. As a result "Okay, I'll do it, but I'll do it in the least compliant way possible" is a persistent and entirely sympathetic element of being a teenager

i swear taylor swift dated more guys then i have followers on tumblr

I feel sorry your follower count is so low maybe it’s all the slut shaming :(

the current song stuck in your head .. go !

— Sylvia Plath, “The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath”

can schools just teach people about neurodivergencies & mental illnesses & shit like that ?? im tired of people saying ‘you need to get on a better sleep schedule’ or ‘theres other ways to focus that you havent tried besides medication’ and then they dont tell me how & also !! i genuinely cant sleep or focus OR EVEN REMEMBER TO TAKE CARE OF MY OWN FUCKING BODY !!! and people treat me going to sleep at a late time as ‘oh hes just being a stubborn teen’ i am physically unable to fall asleep at a normal time without taking a dangerous amount of medication which i will NOT do. if people actually learned about this stuff maybe my parents would actually put in the effort to help me and not leave everything to my therapist who is apparently ‘taking too long to find a solution’

men’s thighs (crowd of hundreds of thousands applauding)

nature and feminism slay

everyone say "thank you nature and feminism"

Thank you nature and feminism. Thank you Mother Goddess, Amen.

© Bob Radlinski

its always some fucking day in some fucking month in some fucking year isnt it

happy fucking day in a fucking month in a fucking year day

The Eras Tour Arlington Night 2 on Film

Robin Buckley, and Debby Harry, the lead singer of blondie, Nancy’s favorite band, (has a poster in her room + Robin listed it when Vecna had Nancy), around the 1980’s

To further prove my point here’s Maya hawke: