Under the dirt, that’s my home ⚰️
- Jun 19, 2021
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I have been home for 30 mins, thank you NHS.
I am back with a new diagnosis to add to my extensive list...
Not sure if I should just laugh at this point lol
I decided I want 2023 to be the year I explore every corner of my heart and mind. I want to be an absolute saint. I wont hurt a single person, I wont have an opinion (yeah me… we’ll see how that goes lol) but honestly, I just want one year of my life where I live it solely for everyone else. Not me. No mirrors, no pictures, no nothing (okay hair extensions…. I must at least have that) but hair colour and length aside, I want a year to get to know myself.
Sometimes I feel like I am just a rabbit in a factory, covered in labels, pumped full of medication. But… still cute… (okay, okay, being serious this time) still afraid, afraid of the damage I can do when left to my own devices, my own choices.
Christmas is that time of year I wish they had an adoption support group, it’s hard to talk to people that have a family sometimes, they complain about Christmas with the parents when you would give your vital organs to have that, to have somewhere you are welcome on Christmas. I dont know… it’s tough. I hate making my friends feel like they cant vent to me, but sometimes I wanna scream "you have everythinggggg but you look at pointless honeysuckle, and want that… designer bags, clothes, guys, will all still be here when your parents are bones… in the graveyard". Too much? Yeah.. too much. So instead I say, what.. no way… must be so hard… eating with your family… I cant imagine…
Honestly you really do not need to respond to these ramblings (but I appreciate every response), this site it my open diary/ place to be a little mischievous and well… just putting it out there incase there is anyone that feels like me. It’s easy to feel alone on this ball…
Random question of the day, if sea water was not salty, and was pure, could 7 billion people drink all of it at once?