Broken

It happened. And I never thought that this day would come and how hurt I will feel… he let me go because I am not independent on my own and couldn’t find a job. I tried SO hard to make it work with my art. But I am a struggling artist. He just Couldn’t take it anymore. He told me he was thinking about ending things with me for months, sleepness nights etc. I’m 28 and This was my first boyfriend and partner. We were together 4 years. I just moved back to my parents as I had nowhere else go. Unpacking mu things halfway through and I started breaking down again. I feel so broken. So useless and lost. I don’t know what to do, what to feel, where to go. I am so scared. I just want to cry and hide from the world. I feel like i am not going to make it. I feel beyond repair. I feel shattered. #breakup #heartbreak #Heartbroken #lost #hurt #useless #scared #Broken #Shattered

I'm not disabled because I'm not broken I have mental health issues I have cerebral palsy I have spinal cord injuries spinal arthritis left knee left ankle bothe feet fibromyalgia and a partridge in a pear tree you do have to watch out for them trees!

Hello mighty peeps
You know that your day was a total mess, when it’s 6PM, and everything you’ve tried to do, has gone T…s up!
I call #Bipolar , #BPD , #Depression and #ADD that live in my brain, The Dragons.
Today, they woke up, and #roared like mad!
It works like this:
#the dragons spit #fiery insults at #Loved ones… and I am #helpless to stop them. I seem to be saying #Sorry a lot, for stuff I’ve not done. The worst of it for me, is feeling #helpless . Then, for some stupid reason, every single thing I attempt? #Broken ! My computer decided to stop working, the postman left my packages from an expensive online shop in another district, never to be seen again. Post office takes NO blame!?! Then before computer kicked off, I get an email from another online store’ my package was returned, and I must pay more money for a re-delivery??? The postman is on my hitlist. Everything including my voice is gone, my #mind is #roaring with #fury , #Bipolar is having such fun! And I’m about to take a chill pill, or I’m not responsible.
I hope you all have a fabulous evening
♥️♥️♥️

How do you cope with sadness during the holidays? I love the holidays but the sadness of coming from a broken family still makes me sad, especially around this time of year. Don't get me wrong, I love my fiancé's family. They're wonderful and they love me. However, for some reason seeing all these happy families makes me sad. Perhaps it's a trigger but nonetheless it is still upsetting. Even though I am part of an awesome family now there is a sadness that lingers. It makes me realize how broken my family really was. I appreciate your feedback. Thank you.

#sad #PTSD #Abuse #AbuseSurvivors #Family #Broken #Holidays #thankful

I lost my husband of 20 yrs last month. It still feels like the day he passed. He was the Love of my Life. I feel comfort in knowing that there was nothing left unsaid between us. We told each other everyday how much we loved each other. He passed taking a nap. Everything now is just so different. He would be the one to take care of me on my inflamed days. I'm trying to get back to "life" but it's been just so hard. I'm very broken. I miss you, Schmoops.....🥺😪😭

Be it my family or close friends I am always a burden. They understand it more once they see it from a documentary or a tv show that people are explaining what people are going through.
But whenever I try and talk about me it is useless.
And I do not hold it against them.
What we pass though is in our hearts like everyone says but we always hope our loved ones understand and if not they would have an open mind where we can help them to understand us.
Silently I cry, hoping that one day they will notice me the way the notice the kardashians.

#lonely #Broken #scared afraid #whatcanido

I’m Zoe
I suffer from depression anxiety and ptsd. I guess I’m here because I’m alone on this journey in discovering who iam while I finally own my mental illnesses. I’ve spent over a decade self medicating and pretending that no one ever knew I was suffering. Now I’m in therapy and I’m sober but I don’t know who iam without pretending. I love decorating and fashion that’s my cover up yet deep down I feel so worthless and ashamed of who iam wishing I could be normal. I have a 10Yr old who is closer to his dad and I guess he should be given the fact that I’ve struggled most of his life. Idk I most days wonder if I wasn’t here would it spare him the pain to have to call someone like me his mom. I hate crowds, I hate fun because it’s triggering for me. I only like to hide away! It’s like I’m suffocating and fading away at the same time! I’m that women who looks so well put together but inside she’s in her own hell!!! It’s like I’m waiting for some miraculous change and suddenly I’ll be ok and feel joy again! When I’m in pain I have no one to call I just have to suffer in silence! #Broken #depressed #insecurities #whoami