I Can’t Imagine A Future. It Feels As If I’m Not Meant To Be Here

I love how my coping mechanisms just make me worse

[ID text — you knew what you were doing and you knew it would hurt me, but somehow that didn’t stop you]

“do you want to talk about it?”

no, i want to kill myself because of it.

Take Care: Mothers, Daughters, and Inheriting Self-Hatred, Ella Wilson

“Most days

I am a museum

of things I want to forget”

-E.E Scott

Conversations With Friends - Sally Rooney

most days i am a museum of things i want to forget.

— E.E. Scott, from Every Day I Am Trying New Techniques To Make Myself Disappear, published in Shabby Doll House

Im getting worse hour by hour and nobody knows. And it should remain that way.