It’s that time of the year again. September. September is when my birthday is. Every year since the assaults I’ve hated it. It reminds me I’m still a live and going through the trauma. #BeKind21 #CheckInWithMe #SexualViolence #Depression #PanicAttacks #Birthdays #Birthday #PTSD #SexualAssault #lonely #Anxiety #SexualTrauma
it would the world to me if all of you on here rewrote this letter to me for my birthday coming up and meant it.
You deserve the very best and to get all that you want. All your dreams and desires will come true. I wish that you get everything you want and live a life beyond your wildest dreams.
#Birthday #CheckInWithMe #Trauma #Suicide #Selfharm #Depression #Disability #Anxiety #Psychosis #Schizophrenia #PTSD #SchizophreniaSpectrumPsychoticDisorders #MentalHealth #Hope #Faith #dreams #MightyTogether
It’s that most wonderful time of the year
A Disney Day
Today's my birthday, and it's not going at all how I planned. I got up later than planned, because my boyfriend "lost track of time"; I was going to treat myself while at the same time challenging myself by traveling to a store I've been wanting to go to for a long time that's further away than I've driven by myself since I was young, but my boyfriend informed me upon waking yesterday that he has serious financial issues and we'll be super tight until he gets paid next Friday, but we'll still be tight; nevertheless, I still overspent, and feel like a pos; I got to dinner late, and had to wait and use up some gas, looking for a parking space; things just keep going wrong; and I'm just stupid! What's wrong with me?
I feel like that’s a really silly things to share, but I feel like I need to get this out of my head so bad.
February 2 is my birthday. And I hate this day so much. It’s just a reminder of how little I’ve accomplished through my life. That I dead of being a happy, social 22 years old girl, I’m struggling with anxiety and afraid to get the panic attack whenever I leave the house, or I’m home alone. And each year, it gets worse. Makes me feel depressed, lonely, hopeless even.
I have dreams that will probably never come true. I have regrets I’ll never get over. Life is passing by, and I feel like I don’t even live it. I’ve never got to enjoyed my teen years, and they’re gone.
On top of that, I have all the fake kindness and attention I get from people who don’t even care about me on daily basis.
Anyway, thank you all for being so supportive and caring. I’ve been here for few days and it’s definitely my safe place!
#Anxiety #PanicAttack #Birthday #lonely
Hi everyone. Today’s my birthday (52) and I so wish I could enjoy it. I’ve gotten some presents which is nice, and all kinds of emails and texts from businesses and websites I visit. Plus my bff texted and is going to send a present soon. Though intellectually I know I have many things to be grateful for, I’ve been in so much pain today I can’t say I’ve I’ve enjoyed the day. I slept all day until 7pm and after I take meds and give my dog his meds, I’m going to try to get more sleep.
I so wish I had good pain meds and someone to hug me. Sigh