fuck – Page 2 – The Dirty Truth

Mental illness.

Dear Diary, I wake up wanting to die everyday. Right now I’m deep in my head and I’m in a really dark place. I’m spiraling into a dark hole into my self and everyday I wish I was dead because I feel I have no value as a human being lmao. Everyday I struggle to…

Progress.

When I left my ex boyfriend in August I was fucking 87 pounds. I was sick, I looked unhealthy and I was in the worst shape of my life. I used to be scared to eat, I’d have to walk on egg shells, I’d have to beg for the bare minimum, and I couldn’t even…

Friendship.

I don’t want to be your fucking friend. I dont want to feel the obligation that I have to let you back in my life. Nothing good ever came from our relationship except regret, emotional abuse and the gray hairs I couldn’t afford to have. I’m finally in a place mentally where I can drive…

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Spreading my legs used to be so fucking easy that my friends expect it, that it’s become my typical behavior. So tell me why the thought of intimacy and sex and just having someone else looking at me naked freaks me the fuck out to where I couldn’t even enjoy it. I can have the…