Eva’s Crazy Mind
i’ve wanted to make a forum post like that for quite a while now, but never brought myself to actually make it. here i will write up all sorts of thoughts and vents, everything i need to get off my mind. it’s not gonna be positive or motivational, not even close. i personally don’t recommend reading it just because it doesn’t help lol. you’re welcome to read, replies are okay, just be aware that it’s gonna be a pretty dark place. i don’t usually ask for help despite telling everybody to. idk why. i’m not a very good example of what’s right to do. TW just in case, not planning to go that far but who knows.
i’m making myself this space because sometimes you can feel lonely while being surrounded by a million people and that’s nobody’s fault.
best wishes to you. ❤️
they don’t notice, and i almost feel wrong for expecting them to, but then i remember - i would have noticed.
children playing. funny thing is, every time i see a child laugh and play, in my mind, i say “enjoy it while you can”.
note to self: don’t forget, you’re not pretty. look anywhere and you’ll remember.
@justmeeva *offers safe hugs* I bet you are pretty 💙 We just don't see ourselves the way other people do. We focus too hard on our flaws and what we see as imperfections to see ourselves in a good way
@mytwistedsoul
Exactly 😔 Even when people compliment us and say nice things about us it’s still so hard :( Idk why but it reminds me of this picture I found once
@LoveMyMoonflowers This is so relatable 💙 Because that's exactly what it's like
i- like 2 minutes after putting my phone down, i just- fell asleep. it wasn’t even 11pm yet- i was so weak and exhausted that i just- idk what’s going on with me.
dear world, dear society, dear people, whatever. please stop ignoring the fact that things aren’t okay. just because you ignore problems, doesn’t mean they don’t exist. sure, it’s good to focus on the good in the world, but you have to acknowledge that there’s- so, so much bad in the world. that people are suffering. that teens are suffering. that kids are suffering. don’t *** look over it. you have to know.
or maybe you don’t. maybe that’s why the ones who know are depressed. maybe it’s bad to know too much. but when’s too much? maybe we traded happiness for relatability and understanding. maybe the only way to understand the suffer, is to become one of the sufferers. there’s no coming back. or is there?
so, pick your side. depression or happiness? sad sight or happy blindness? tough, isn’t it.
i don’t wanna go. i don’t wanna get out of the bed. i don’t wanna leave the house. but we’re going to my grandparents’. and my relatives will be there too. people. i’m too exhausted for that *** man.
but my mom won’t take “no” for an answer. i have no choice. <3.
