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That moment when you don’t know what to do because there’s so much blood…





I’ve been in recovery for what feels like years. I’ve seen all the doctors, attended all the counseling sessions and eaten the food. But no matter what I do, there’s always that faint voice in the back of my mind, and it will never leave. I hear it degrading me, reminding me how utterly useless and worthless I am. It makes me wonder; will I ever recover from this sickness? And my answer right now; …probably not.



hey, i'm 18, from england, i smoke too many cigarettes, don't sleep enough, my mind is full of thoughts (which aren't always good) i love too much and get easily attatched. talk to me.

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