There is more to a person than their weakness you happened to notice first.
Your label only pulls them apart from themself and into the abyss of abandonment you directed them to believe they belonged in the first place. Stranded and alone.

Thoughts. Too many thoughts that contain an overwhelming amount of words that continue to flood my mind, forming unanticipated actions, which cause mistakes which result in hurt, and repeat. How do you stop thinking?

No one ever told me recovery would be the hardest part.

I sleep well when I’m high.
Anxiety fades, waves of thoughts ease.
My mind stays so blank sadness is out of the question.
I live well when I’m high.

You’ve become just another nightmare.
Your arms no longer make me feel safe, but trapped.  
The thought of your presence scares me.
Your so called unconditional love, became a word that had no meaning, which became fists which left marks.
I see you when you’re not there.
Please leave, just leave.

Words can leave just as many bruises as hands.

YOUR self worth is not determined by what others think of you.
It’s not determined by the that fact that you may not have the body type that is praised over social media.
It’s not determined by what society claims to be good or bad.
YOU are Worth it.
YOU always have been worth it and you always will be.
YOU’RE worth every second someone takes out of their day to talk to you.
YOU’RE worth every breath you take.
YOU are blinded from your beauty that we all see you have.
YOU are worth it.