Living with anxiety and depression isn't easy. Anxiety isn't being nervous about giving a speech or talking to a cute boy. Anxiety is being afraid of living. Anxiety is staying in bed for three days straight because you're terrified of what will happen when you step out of your dark room. Anxiety is making up a thousand unpleasant situations and being petrified that at any moment one of the situations might happen. Anxiety is a mental disorder. Depression isn't just being sad. Depression is slitting your wrist just to try and feel something. Depression is being numb to all emotion including sadness. Depression is lying to your shrink so that she won't put you in a psych ward. Depression is feeling nothing but emptiness. Depression is a mental disorder.
Aug 10, 2015
Aug 10, 2015 at 2:48 AM UTC
It's been 18 months since I wrote about you.
But just because my words stopped flowing,
And my eyes stopped crying,
Doesn't mean I stopped loving you.
It's been 18 months since I saw you last.
But just because we stopped talking,
And we stopped existing,
Doesn't mean I stopped loving you.
It's been 18 months since you passed away.
It's been 18 months of missing you.
Jul 20, 2015
Jul 20, 2015 at 3:59 AM UTC
and as quickly as God gave you life, he took it away
May 27, 2015
May 27, 2015 at 11:33 PM UTC
You almost killed yourself tonight.
I'm so glad you didn't
Jan 10, 2015
Jan 10, 2015 at 2:04 AM UTC
You said your last goodbye
the night you walked out on me.
I said mine about three months later
When I saw him looking at me.
Dec 5, 2014
Dec 5, 2014 at 2:42 PM UTC
It's not about self respect.
I could be walking around naked
And still respect myself as much as when I'm fully dressed.
So what is it about? It is about distractions?
If so why do we have to cover our bodies while boys walk around with their pants around their knees?
Leggings being banned for being a distraction?
I'm not gonna apologize for wearing pants if boys don't apologize for objectifying me.
I'm not a dog, don't whistle at me.
And don't slap my *** as I walk down the halls.
I'm not your *** toy.
So don't make me apologize for being a girl when these boys won't apologize for sexualizing me.
Oct 24, 2014
Oct 24, 2014 at 11:51 AM UTC
I didn't ask for this life.
I did not chose to be a woman.
But I am a woman, and I will not be shamed.
Us women did not ask to be treated different.
We did not chose to be judged.
But we are, and we will not let it effect us.
Women did not asked to be whistled at when walking down the street,
Or looked down on because our outfits are provocative.
But we are, and we are trying to fight back.
We women do not want to have *** with you,
no matter what were wearing or how drunk we are.
We women do not want to be attacked for saying no.
But we are being ***** and we are being hurt.
We will not take it any more, we will be heard.
Oct 9, 2014
Oct 9, 2014 at 10:35 AM UTC
WE ARE THE KIDS YOUR PARENTS WARNED YOU ABOUT. THE ONES WITH THE DEAD EYES AND THE SHATTERED SOULS. WE HAVE OUR MUSIC AND NOTHING ELSE. WE ARE THE GHOSTS THAT HAUNT YOUR DREAMS AND THE DEMONS LIVING IN YOUR HEAD.
Oct 7, 2014
Oct 7, 2014 at 8:54 PM UTC
I'm trapped in a mental institute.
I've been here since birth.
Always screaming,
Always crying,
Always someone getting hurt.
Most patients call the man that causes the pain, doctor.
I call him dad.
Sep 24, 2014
Sep 24, 2014 at 9:59 PM UTC
I want to be the girl who's always happy. The one who is always smiling and laughing. I want to be to be the girl who falls in love with living.
Instead I am the girl who's always sad. The one who's always crying and at the shrinks office. I am the girl who wants to die.
Sep 23, 2014
Sep 23, 2014 at 10:39 PM UTC