I am unhappy.

I am unhappy. Not content. Not satisfied with the current state of my life. It’s not that I’m ungrateful or that I can’t appreciate the blessings of life. I just have moments sparked randomly where a great void within me appears. It rests in the middle of my chest cavity and grows ever so slowly. Sometimes it takes days sometimes it takes hour sometimes it even takes minutes before the void engulfs me. It’s as if I am no longer in charge of my own body. I am cast aside as I watch this void crawl under my skin and wear it. I loose myself to a foreign feeling, a body colonizer, a chemical mix-up. And then I’m sad, swimming at first in the ocean of great despair till the waves get higher and my muscles get tired and I start to drown. I am unhappy. And as I sink deeper I lose agency over my own body. I am unhappy. And it may or may not have anything or everything to do with you. I am unhappy. And I just can’t help but feel this is all I’ll get, this is what I deserve.

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i’ve watched the trailer over a million times.

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whatsuprubberduck

In a world where you are invalidated, belittled and judged for having a chronic/mental illness and for being “different”, loving yourself is probably the most rebellious thing you can do.

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awfullyy

I need 6 months vacation, twice a year.

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I think she was afraid to love sometimes. I think it scared her. She was the type to like things that were concrete, like the ocean. Something you could point to and know what it was. I think that’s why she always struggled… And I think that’s why she also struggled with love. She couldn’t touch it. She couldn’t hold on to it and make sure it never changed.

Carrie Ryan (via quotemadness)

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