“Every Person Has Another Half. But I Need To Wake Up And Accept That This Other Half, Is Already Gone.”

One day this will kill me and I can't wait for that day to come.

Abused kid things:

having scars on your body you can’t remember how you got them

gaping holes in memory

feeling distortion in your limbs, your body doesn’t feel yours

always feeling terrified of being called out for a mistake

worrying that you are A BOTHER to everyone at all times

guilt for wanting attention

depriving yourself of attention to cope with guilt and thinking it will “toughen you up”

guilt for receiving attention

feeling uncomfortable whenever things are about you

always feeling seconds from being targeted for someone’s anger

being overly accommodating and still feeling it’s not enough and you will PAY FOR NOT DOING MORE

feeling you’re going insane

trying to blame your own symptoms on yourself

trying to shame yourself just like everyone else has shamed you

feeling life would be better if only you weren’t the way you are

craving for something horribble to happen to you just so you could stop anticipating it

fantasies of abuse + obligatory guilt for having fantasies of abuse

self doubt over weather you actually deserved or wanted to be abused

trying to prove to yourself that you didn’t

not knowing how to prove that to anyone else

trying to soothe yourself by explaining your symptoms away and telling yourself your fears are not real

wondering why you stayed alive this far

I could've been better,

Why didn't you let me,

Kept me in this cage for so long,

I'm trying to break free.

Not a toy you can play with,

Then throw away like a waste.

So much I missed on,

So much to catch on.

I wish I had some sense then.

Probably wouldn't have let you do what you did.

But I guess it's the time to move on

It's the time to move on...

This life exhausts me......

Everyone forgets about me, I feel so replaceable. 

If I died today, nobody would notice…

Wish I was able to understand myself