2 years have gone by yet I went to the cemetery today and just broke down, you think you’ve dealt with something now you can’t stop replaying a man dying on you over and over again, no one but me can deal with this and some days I’m not strong enough, I post it here because there is still a stigma around mental health plus no one wants to hear this shit (especially me)
It really drives me insane that I donβt know how people feel about me. Like am I nice??? Am I funny???? Am I mean???? Am I rude??? Am I obnoxious??? Am I dumb???? What am I????????????????????
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