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Silence….

Keeping silence will only hurt me keeping me in the dark will scare me perhaps make me feel alone and startled . Scared of being alone and In more pain then ever I need to know your thoughts your pain, your hurt and feelings because without that I can’t breath I’m lifeless without you my heart is no longer together it’s broken up in a thousand pieces.

๐ŸŒปโ˜ฎ๐Ÿ’ŠSupporting mental illness/health๐Ÿ’Šโ˜ฎ๐ŸŒผ

Suffering from post trauma stress disorder and depression is really hard to deal with. Some people don’t understand how it feel to be in my shoes or others who suffer from this mental illness or any of them. Some people can look as normal as possible or seem very happy but deep down inside their falling apart inside. Crying,screaming,and falling. People often ask me what do you have to be depressed about, and I answer sometimes when I wake up I feel this certain way like really down and feel like no one understands me. Some days I wake up fine some days I feel like crap. It just comes and go. It’s really hard to deal with. It’s a real struggle not everyone understands or have the patience to try and understand. I support everyone who has a mental illness because I understand and I know what it feel like to be alone and scared and not have that support sometimes. I don’t support the meds but I do support anyone who has any illness.

Ptsd survivor,

SkyeJ

๐Ÿ‘ž๐Ÿ‘Ÿ๐Ÿ™‡๐Ÿ‘ทDaddy’s little girl๐Ÿ™‡๐Ÿ‘ท๐Ÿ‘ž๐Ÿ‘Ÿ

When I think of having a father I think of being protected,loved,cared for,a tight father daughter bond. But instead I got raped,physically and mentally abused. I watched you hurt my mommy and me. Every Since I was a little girl,I’ve always wondered when it was going to stop. It never did, I watched movies and tv shows of happy families wishing it was us. Wishing I had that father to hold me close and tell me everything will be ok,he will always protect his little girl. Walk me down the alse when I get married. Never knew what it felt like to have a father and never will. It hurts me inside knowing that I have a father full of hate,knowing that he doesn’t care or love his oldest daughter. I’ve always wondered why me why did you hurt me daddy. While did you put your little girl in years why did you think it was ok to touch me like that?Why didn’t you protect me? Why didn’t you love me?Why didn’t you teach me how a real man was suppose to treat me? Now I’m just hurting everyday every night. Having bad dreams and crazy thoughts. Wondering why you hurt me. All I ever wanted was a daddy. A daddy to love me. The tears that I have are unbearable the sharp pain in my heart is more then heartbreak. The feeling of numbness in my soul is scary. I feel so alone,scared,worried,and shameful knowing that my daddy hates me and don’t care for me. Why make me if you were only gonna hurt me. Should of just aborted me. And the crazy thing is you only did this to me,none of my other siblings just me. I’m the only one suffering๐Ÿ˜ข๐Ÿ˜”๐Ÿ˜•๐Ÿ’”

Insecuritiesย 

What would you say if I told you I was insecure about myself,low self esteem runs my life,it runs my heart,my soul, my everything. Deep depression and pure anxiety makes it 1 million times worth. People who told me that they loved me and care about me then hurt me. Makes me feel like there’s no purpose of me being here. I try to push myself to be a better person and love myself but it’s hard. It’s really hard to believe in myself I let so many people walk all over me just because I’m sweet and nice and I’m tired of it. I want to better my life, pack a suitcase full of stuff and move to a whole other state and build myself. I’m kinda scared of being alone. But then I realized I am alone already no mom no dad no family I trust but myself. So I should be fine been alone and only trusting myself for a long time. I just need to stop these insecurities and be a big girl leave and get my life on track try to heal myself and become a new and better girl…….

๐Ÿ“๐Ÿ’ญโ˜ฎ๐ŸŒWhat’s your inspiration in life?โ˜ฎ๐ŸŒŽ๐Ÿ“๐Ÿ’ญ

People have many different ways and inspirations that inspired them to do what they do today,rather it’s a career,hobby,ECT. I have many different inspirations that allow me to my stories,share poetry and memories with people. Things that I’ve been through in life and just everyday life inspires me to be a better and stronger person,to show the world that that what hurt you will not break you. I have A passion for caring and making people happy, I can relate to almost anything thing if it’s not something I’ve experienced it’s something I watched somebody else experience. Certain people I never had in my life as far as some family and friends makes me wanna be that person no one ever had due to the fact that I know how it feel not to have anyone like that. Anyone to talk to about different things. That’s what inspire me to be a better person to help everyone. I feel like my purpose of being here on this planet is to help people, give someone a home,food,protection ECT if and when they need it. That’s my job that’s my future and present. And that is why I’m here to give that to people,brighten up that person’s day who never seen to smile that right there is what inspired me to be me. If I can make a person happy or smile everyday then that’s well worth more then anything not even a million bucks will make me more happier then to put a smile on someone’s face. That’s my inspiration. What is yours?

๐Ÿ’Š๐Ÿ“๐Ÿ’”๐Ÿ’–Suicidal love thoughts๐Ÿ“๐Ÿ’”๐Ÿ’–๐Ÿ’Š

They say when you love, love till death do you apart. When I love I love hard,my love is pure and affectionate. A little over a year ago I wrote a death note and tried to commit suicide on pills because I felt as if my life was going down hill. Earlier that year I have my girls up for open adoption so I was detachment issues and missing then alot, I had to move out of my place and into by my boyfriend’s parents house who I was only dating for 6 months because I didn’t have anywhere else to go, and because I felt as if my boyfriend didn’t love me like he said he did, he use to hangout with his friends more then me when I needed him the most, he even talked to girls online while he was home at his parents house with me. So I felt useless I was going through all of this stuff but he never paid attention to me. Until dec,26,2015 our 8th month anniversary instead of being with me,he made plans to hang out with his friends then left. There I was on the floor in our bedroom crying never felt so alone in my life, i then write a suicide more and had 3 bottles of pills on the floor next to me. I cried and thought that everyone hated me, before I taken the pills I texted him saying that since I felt so alone I was leaving this world. He texted back what’s wrong and I told him he then said don’t do it but I did it. I taken almost all three of the bottles of pills,he came home seen me on  the floor he then called 911 and I was in the ambulance on my way to the hospital. When I got there they put me in the room had to make me drink liquid charcol to make me throw up the pills but i couldnt,I passed out they had to put a breathing tube down my throat because I almost died. I woke up almost two days later, and I was in the icu supervised I asked what happened and they told me I almost died. It was a really scary moment for me. I then had to go to adult psych ward for a week because I had a history of depression and anxiety and a few days prior that I was tried to commit suicide. While I was there I was scared,cold, and lonely never been to a place like that before I’ve seen people I never seen before people with way worse problems then me. While I was there I made me a journal, I was journaling the whole time I was there. I met two great people there who I stayed in contact with when I left. My boyfriend kept in contact with with me and came to pick me up. He told me that was his wake up call and that he was sorry. I wrote him a poem while I was there because he saved my life of if I was still home and he never showed up I would have been dead, all because I loved him and didn’t feel like he cared for me back. And the fact that I suffered with bad depression and anxiety it was horrible. Moral of my story don’t let love,pain,and hurt ever take your life away your worth way more, you have a purpose of being here, find that purpose. Don’t give up on life don’t give up on yourself.

๐ŸŒง๐ŸŒGood Morning to all๐ŸŒ๐ŸŒง

Goodmorning,my hippies,readers,gypsies and bloggers. Today I woke up feeling great,opened my Windows to feel the breeze and hear the rain. I love the rain! I made me a nice carrot,banana,strawberry and blueberry smoothie for breakfast fed my dog and we went out for a nice walk in this beautiful weather 48 degrees and no snow can’t beat it. I wish every winter in Ohio was like this. I feel really good today, I swear I feel like something really good is going to happen to me this year for the first time in a while I feel amazing. I don’t know if it’s the smoothie, the weather or the walk hahaha. But I feel amazing. Let’s see what today bring for us all. Toodles everyone talk to you soon. Love you all

๐Ÿ˜ฒ๐Ÿ˜ฒ๐Ÿ˜ฎCrazy night๐Ÿ˜ฒ๐Ÿ˜ฒ๐Ÿ˜ฎ

The craziest thing happened last night, I don’t know if I should feel bad or if I did the right thing. But last night me and my boyfriend we’re taking Lyla our 7 month puppy out for a walk and to get water bottles. As we were locking our door, I ran to go take the trash out, then I ran back in the hallway to find that my boyfriend was talking to this guy, he asked if we had a can opener to open some cans so my boyfriend said yes he unlocked the door and ran in to get it, we opened up the can. He said thank you and then he was going downstairs. As I was observing his appearance I noticed that he had a really bad smell to him and he didn’t have any shoes on, remind you I thought that he was a neighbor from upstairs, so I was wondering why he was going downstairs. So I kind of followed him to see why he was going downstairs on to find out that he went to the laundry room downstairs. I was in total shock wondering if he was homeless or whatever. Me and my boyfriend left the apartment to leave and I told him that I think he was staying in the basement. He said no probably not, so we went to Walgreens and left walking back home on our way home I told him to go check the basement as soon as we get there to see. Well we got back he went down the and there was the guy laying down on the laundry room floor with alcohol and food cans surrounding him. We then went to a neighbors door to tell him what was going on because he works for security he went in the room asked him what was going and he said that he didn’t have anywhere to go he was drunk and homeless, he told us not to call the police and that he would leave, he left and the laundry room smelled so bad. I was so afraid and scared I never went through this before out of all the places I lived it was a crazy situation. I felt bad because it was cold out and he didn’t have a place to go, but at the same time I didn’t know if he was a robber,killer,ECT he could of been anybody so I only did it to protect everyone and myself…

Deep feelings of mine

Even though I have A boyfriend I feel emptiness inside, cold shivers down my spine, an urgent headache when I cry,my heart start turning in and out. I think out loud what’s going on, but I can’t think my mind is flown. We’ve been dating for close to two years, in the beginning I was lovestruck. Now my love for you is falling apart, I guess that’s what you feel when you’ve been hurt one too many times by the one who says they love you the most. Your love slowly fades away, there’s no turning back even if I tried because behind closed doors I will always have trust issues. What’s love without trust? What’s hurt without pain? What rain without clouds? And what’s me without you? Nothing, nothing at all. Is it my fault that I have to think this way? No, but I can I explain this to you without causing anymore pain. At the end I’m the one hurting deep down inside. Not you.

Morning talk!๐Ÿ˜€๐ŸŒซโ›…๐Ÿต

So I was web surfing last Night when I got back home because I couldn’t fall asleep and I met this girl won’t say any names because of realibility but I viewed her profile she was already one of my followers. Anywho I viewed her profile and I came across one of her posts saying I quote ” I’m more than grateful for the life I live. My parents been very supportive of me. They have always told me being different is good and that you can my only be the best version of yourself. Not many 20 year olds get to travel around the country doing what they love the most” I reached out to breast night asking how do you do what you do? I mean she was working a full time job with benefits, paying bills and ECT. But she felt as if she was really happy I mean she was grateful but it just wasn’t her. So she decided to leave everything and become what she is today a free spirit, hippie girl, who travels in a rv/van and go to festivals help people for free and live life her way. She inspired me to do better to do something I love. She choose to live a different life not the typical American dream where you go to college get a degree have a family and retire. She actually thought about what she really wanted didn’t let anyone stand in her way and achieved it. And still doing so, helping inspire people who are different to get out there and do what you really want not what someone else want you to do. I will be writing more about her and how she actually became what she is today. And that’s it. Have a lovely day my free spirit hippies love you all. โ˜ฎโ˜ฎโ˜ฎ๐Ÿ’“๐Ÿ’“๐Ÿ’“๐Ÿ˜€๐Ÿ˜€๐Ÿ˜€