So much truth.
(tw: depression, suicide)
I am staying with the climber and he has been pushing me to make more decisions about food, especially picking out things to buy.
It’s good for me, I guess, but it’s hard and it makes me want to hide.
Stepped on the train this morning to find everyone around me reading the metro with this headline on the front page.
“Sex with consent can still be rape”
[TW: self harm, cutting]
I love this so much.
Once, my friend found out I cut he couldn’t stop staring at my wrists. Then he asked “If you cut, where are all your scars?” I responded with “You know, there are other parts of your body that you can harm…” He was shocked.
People do not just cut their wrists, people cut their legs. People cut their hips. People cut their stomachs. People cut their chests. People cut their shoulders. You can cut anywhere and nobody seems to understand that.