you’d probably never tell your friend she’s worthless if she was having trouble changing her eating habits. you likely wouldn’t berate your mother for feeling too scared to go out and meet new people. and yet you form overarching conclusions about yourself and your character based on your own shortcomings and setbacks.
Today I had a teacher tell me that a family member of theirs attempted suicide with pills.
I asked why he didn’t seem more concerned, and he replied with “people who attempt overdose are just attention seeking.”
Tell that to my grandma while she had to shower me for a month because I couldn’t stand after my overdose.
Tell that to my younger cousin who didn’t understand why I slept for three days straight.
Tell that to my bestfriend who saw me cry in every moment I was awake for two weeks after I swallowed those little pieces of hell.
Tell that to my brother who watched me vomit up everything I ate because my stomach was on fire.
Tell that to my teachers who watched me fail my exams because I was so dizzy and out of it I couldn’t stand, let alone concentrate.
Tell that to my mum, who watched me violently shake, sweat, convulse and cry in her arms because I didn’t want to be alive.
Go on, tell them it’s attention seeking. I dare you.(via sighbroken)
girls dont want you to be nice to them because they’re girls they want you to be nice to them because they’re human beings and you should be nice to everyone wtf is wrong with you
I think what hurts the most is that I remember when you were the sweetest guy I had ever met. You sent me “good morning” texts and told me I was beautiful and smart. You kissed my shoulders and ran your fingers through my hair.
Now I have no idea who you are but the memories of you are killing me.Midnight thoughts (I miss you so fucking much)