Gospels from the mouth of DanRad
"fuck that, I’m Harry Potter"
|demon:||i possessed you|
|me:||get the fuck out|
|demon:||damn...aight...rude ass bitch...i just need a place to stay my girl kicked me out and i aint got no money...|
|me:||shit man, you can stay but don't be spinning my head like an owl and shit|
Anxiety is not rude. Depression is not selfish. Schizophrenia is not wrong. Eating disorders are not a choice. Obsessive-Compulsive Disorder is not crazy. Mental illness isn’t self-centred, anymore than cancer is self-centred. It’s a medical illness.
It’s funny, moving out I figured is what I needed. My house didn’t feel like home anymore. So I figured it was time. I moved out and now I’m still not home. This is my sister and her boyfriends house. I’m still not home.
CAN I JUST SAY TO ANYONE SUFFERING WITH MENTAL ILLNESS YOU ARE ONE BADASS MOTHER FRICKER BECAUSE NOTHING IS MORE TERRIFYING THAN BATTLING WITH YOUR OWN MIND EVERY SINGLE DAY
I’m writing my essay on cyber-bullying right now
and there was this article that said “anon hate hurts us because when we read it, we don’t hear the attacker’s voice, we hear our own”
and that’s a really good observation.
I am homesick for a place I am not sure even exists. One where my heart is full. My body loved. And my soul understood.