There`s so many thoughts going through my head right now. so many voices. & just when I thought I'd make it through the pain. I`ve come to a big realization. My SI is because of the deeper meaning of blood. It ties one person to many & I hate what`s flowing through my veins, what`s brought me into existence & ultimately myself. I have to learn to love myself because if I don`t love me I won`t survive.
I can`t stop questioning reality because the mind can be tricked & set into believing anything esp at a very young age. That`s why there`s so much adversity & violence in this world. We fear what we can`t understand & that fear turns to hate Therefore nothing can be truely explained because the possibilities are endless. & I know these thoughts are sick & offensive but...I`m trapped...I can`t make it stop These thoughts keep coming each one worst then the last.Thought breaks the heart. The more I know the less I feel. Ignorance is indeed bliss. I want this all to stop but it keeps flooding in. & I want to SI so bad right now because I feel so tired & empty....& trapped.
Help, tips, distractions ,suggestions something please
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a child whose lost a little light
Stand under the sunshine
was it a dream I had on a familiar street corner of a butterfly that gently stops on the shoulder of my red aozai to rest?
So, I try to catch in my cage it slips through my fingers so suddenly than I've ever seen
I have a feeling that this isn't the first time I've seen this
Stood under the moonlight
I was looking at the footprints of my bare feet
The light from the pale lightbulb calls out
& the butterfly got burned & fell
it's very nostalgic,why was it so sad? I can't return again
It's ok to call that place my hometown
if it's a the place where I can raise my voice & laugh at if it's that place...
was it a dream I had on a familiar street corner of a butterfly that gently stops on the shoulder of my red aozai to rest?
So, I try to catch in my cage it slips through my fingers so suddenly than I've ever seen
I have a feeling that this isn't the first time I've seen this
Stood under the moonlight
I was looking at the footprints of my bare feet
The light from the pale lightbulb calls out
& the butterfly got burned & fell
it's very nostalgic,why was it so sad? I can't return again
It's ok to call that place my hometown
if it's a the place where I can raise my voice & laugh at if it's that place...
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I have no advice, encouragement or positive words, only to say that I can understand how you are feeling and I am right there with you at this moment.
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