my current boyfriend is in a pissy mood because my ex boyfriend messaged me on Facebook (I didn’t open or reply) and he’s angry at me it feels because I had sex with him in our few month relationship…. 

How do I explain to him that none of that matters now?? 

Hey, How are you doing now? and How is life in large?

Boyfriend

All these fictional female characters inspire me to a level that I wish I could be half the person they are. Not in the sense that I have powers or something but more towards their brave nature, their kindness, their beautiful soul and their wonderful heart.  


Compassion

Children day

So all the grown up people please tell us your favourite cartoon from your childhood 

Caregiver

Do you think that mind and heart are 2 different things? If so do you listen to your heart or brain more often?

3am Thoughts

Mom, 
This is for you. 
This is what I want to say to you, but I can’t, for fear of what you’ll say or do to me. These are the words I wish I could tell you without fear of rebuttal. These are the words that thunder in my head when I get angry or sad or frustrated. This is what I need to tell you, but I can’t because of how you will react and then control my life. 

I’m not perfect. I never will be. Yet you seem to not understand how I work. I am an extremely emotional person. I feel and act on my gut, even if it is not planned out. Sometimes you praise me for it, sometimes you condemn me for it. Sometimes I vent, not because I need a solution, but because venting releases this pressure on my heart, and lifts the weight from my shoulders. I try not to show you how I feel because you ALWAYS judge me for it, say you aren't, and then continue to belittle me for feeling. I can’t even contradict you for fear of you grounding me. I am afraid that if you ask what's on my mind, and I share what I am actually feeling and thinking, you will get mad at me for answering completely truthfully. But there are also times when I am so angry, the thoughts in my head turn to radio silence, and I can’t decipher this foreign language. There are so many things I want to tell you but I can’t.

I want to tell you I’m Pansexual, but you would just say I'm confused, or following a trend, or that I’m just gay because my friends are. That’s not the case. I want to tell you, I’m not Christian, without you saying that I just need to re-evaluate my relationship with God, or saying that I’m wrong. I want to discuss my beliefs and views on topics without you shoving what I am “supposed” to think down my throat. I want to tell you that I like something without you psychoanalyzing me because of it. I can just like something because I don’t need a reason.

Mom, you say you love me unconditionally. But why does that love feel conditional on me behaving and acting in a way that you find acceptable?  Just because I look like you does not mean that I am you. I have different goals, I have different beliefs. I AM MY OWN PERSON!!! 

I want to tell you that I don’t want to be a stereotype. I don’t want a big wedding, with a fancy white dress. I don’t want it to be held in a church. I don’t want to bear children. It’s not that I don’t ever want children, but I can adopt if I really want one! I want to tell you that I struggle with body image, and not have you ask where it came from. I want to show you the real me, but how can I when you could never love me for the way I am? You would love me “despite” or “even with” it. I want you to love me REGARDLESS! 

Because I am emotional. I feel everything. I’m not “hormonal” or “tired” or “stressed” or “hungry”. At that point, I am just so done, I can’t help being honest with you. I wish I could show you the real me. Not your “perfect daughter”. I am messy, I am still only 16. I’m mature physically, but in some ways I still am a kid. But you can only ever see me in one or the other. But I’m somewhere inbetween. 

And your “I really do love you”s feel more like an afterthought than an apology.

Mom, I love you. But you hurt me so, so much.


Frustration

Can I kill myself?

Suicidal Ideation

Anyone who wants to talk about music, grief, any tension, or any rant?..im all in rn to this kind of convos 

🥹✨hey 

Guys I am feeling lost I change my field from commerce to arts in college and now I am not attending online classes and not even doing assignments I don't even know what chapter is ma'am is taking and it's not because I am busy with something else it's just I couldnt understand this is eating me like I am a loser and just dumb shit I don't know anything about my field and I am not even trying to face it because I am feeling bad for myself....please help me

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