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What I Feel On My Skin

I tell myself what I feel on my skin is what I feel inside. Before, I felt pain. I wanted the pain to be only what I made it. So I started to cut. But, it's changing.

All the scars are fading. I can't even see the ones on my stomach anymore, and the ones on my shoulders have almost completely disappeared.

Maybe the healing on my skin will be the same as the healing inside my heart

<3

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theatredancer What I Feel On My Skin in Blog entry published by 1 hour ago ()

Opening Up

I crushed a pill and put it in icecream; I tasted it and spit it out. Tonight crushed the pill and put it into some Sunny D. I took a sip and dumped it down the drain before my mom could see me. Gross. Honestly, not being able to swallow pills has given me a hard disadvantage. I have tried to swallow pill after pill and nothing ever works. Unfortunately, this infection can only go away with a prescription medication. I guess I’ll just have to deal with it. I’ll just have to lie to my mom so she thinks I’m taking the medication

Right after I woke up I showered and made myself look presentable to volunteer. We got a new toad at the center, her name is Azalea. I’m also going to be volunteering all day tomorrow to do a creek clean-up with my friends.

I spent a lot of the day fighting the extreme urge to cut. I listed a lot of stuff on eBay and I cleaned out the house. Then we went Roy Rogers and Home Depot. Read more »

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autismtwin Opening Up in Blog entry published by 3 hours ago ()

I Dont Wanna Be Like This

I'm just kinda getting fed up with everything.

I used to be able to feel frustration, love, and support but now I feel nothing

I feel blank.

As if there isnt anything inside of me, not even the basic blood and organs that make up me.

I've had "The Diary" by Hollywood Undead on repeat all day,

it basically sums up my entire life.

I changed my mind

I thought writing would make me feel better

but it doesnt.

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Poetically Armed I Dont Wanna Be Like This in Blog entry published by 3 hours ago ()

Nobody's Victim

Today I finished my 5th half marathon.  But it was a first for me--my first 13.1 miles in the rain, my first marathon without listening to music, my first race since my car accident in 2011.

That accident was one of the scariest things I've been through.  A distracted driver made a U-turn without yielding to me.  I can still feel the lingering injuries in my wrist and foot.

I was born with an accessory navicular bone in my right foot.  That means there's this extra bone sticking out near the insole.  During the accident, I sprained my ankle and jammed the bone, causing terrible pain at the slightest amount of pressure.

Even after the worst of the pain subsided, things weren't right.

Several months after the accident, I ran only 1/4 mile, at a slow pace, only to have pain shoot up the outside of my leg so sharply that I limped the rest of the night.

One night I was sobbing about this, feeling robbed of my joy.  Running had been my cure for depression.  It once even stopped me from going back to self-harm.  I didn't know how to handle life without it.

Not only could I not run, but I could still feel the pain in my foot.  I felt so helpless.  That night, with tears running down my face, I kept thinking of how I wished I had taken a different route home the morning of the accident, avoiding the uninsured driver who left me with a totaled car and painful injuries. Read more »



Holly M Nobody's Victim in Blog entry published by 7 hours ago ()

Loneliness

"You can't sleep your life away Rachel."

Thats what my mom told me today when she got off work and found me dead asleep on my bed. Well you know what mom? I dont fucking care. I'll sleep my life away if I want. Dreams are better than reality anyway.

"I havent seen you in three days because you are always asleep or in your room."

Actually, its because I dont want to see you. All you talk about is lacrosse, AHS, and my future. Which are topics which are pretty pointless to me.

"Wanna play videogames with me? Or are you just going back to your cave?"

>.< Not even going to comment on that one.

I cant stand anyone here anymore. At first they were tolerable but now I jst cant do it. And that sucks.I'm so blunt and antisocial that I cant even be around my family for a few minutes before I want to jump off a bridge. I guess I'm just too different.

Too depressed, too scarred, too unhappy, too done.

Can you even use the term "too done"? Probably not. It souunds too bizarre. Just like me.

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Poetically Armed Loneliness in Blog entry published by 1 day ago ()

Giving up

I just don't know what to do anymore. My life is falling apart. No one cares about me and what I feel or care about. I care about people and all they do is tell me to stop and wht not. Think it's time to not care about anyone cos no one is thankful for it. I hte my life and I want it to end. 

I lay here in bed with the blades in my hand. Ready to slice open my arms and legs. No one asks how I'm going and stuff. Why should I to them? I treat people the way I want to be treated but no one treats me that way. 

just want my life to end. I can't live with this pain anymore. It's killing me. Don't think anyone will notice if I'm gone. Or care. Maybe it's time to try again. 

 

One cut, two cuts ,three cuts....10 ccuts blood and more blood. Hate myself more now



Giving up in Blog entry published by 1 day ago ()

Everyday Seems Like a Year

Every day that passes without me self-injuring is like a year. For me, one of the reasons I cut is so I can live; so I don’t have to commit suicide. Shouldn’t I be congratulated? I got really upset and I wanted to cut so I went to hang out with my family. It was fine, we were all laughing and play fighting; until my father told me to “Stop talking.” So now I’m back in my room, typing this. I keep telling myself that one cut doesn’t count, that one cut is okay. I even made a deal that I could use some other form of self-harm this time next week, before therapy. What the hell is wrong with me? I feel just as miserable as before, except now I just don’t have fresh cuts on a daily basis.

I’m on medication because of yesterday; I have to take it twice a day. I tried to mash it and put it in icecream but that didn’t work. I’ll have to try orange juice tonight. Read more »



autismtwin Everyday Seems Like a Year in Blog entry published by 1 day ago ()

A New Perspective

I think I'm finally realizing why I cant get any work done ever or accomplish anything. And its because all the days are exactly the same, and I have lost track of time. I swear, if I didnt have to write the date on everything at school, I wouldnt even know what day it was.

There are two types of days; A days and B days.

On A days, it is the usual. First period STEM Chemistry, Study Hall, Geography, and then Lit & Comp II. When I get home from school I got to my room, fix myself a small snack since I skipped lunch, and go to bed. I wake up at 9 pm and start work. I only work on B day stuff on A days.

Then its B days. First period Alegbra I, Study Hall, Biology, and then Spanish 3. When I get home from school it is the exact same routine. Except I only work on A day stuff on B days.

This whole systematic cicle is repetitive and boring and I cant take it anymore.

We are receiving a bunch of final projects, and next week it is crammed high with tests. We havent even started finals yet and I already cant take it.

I dont know what I am going to do in the summer.

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Poetically Armed A New Perspective in Blog entry published by 1 day ago ()

That Crosses The Line

Last night on another site someone went to my inbox and completely bashed me. He was shortly banned but that didn’t stop him from making several new accounts. He then put up a video that made fun of special needs people and that really crossed the line. I wish he would leave me alone.

I got up this morning and I was really nervous to go to the gyno. My mom drove me there (wow, I’m losing memory. I forgot that “drive” is “drove” in the past tense) Anyway, as soon as we got there they took me in because the patient before me cancelled. They took my height and weight and I was shaking. I also got my blood pressure taken. Thank god it came back normal, because I always seem to have it too high. I had a skirt on so it was easier for me to get ready for the doctor. I won’t go into details. But there were some things that were confirmed, at least in the way I saw it, anyway. I kept flinching and it hurt, so my mom thinks I was abused without being penetrated. I don’t even know if I want to eventually find (is find the right word?) the rest of my memories. On the way home, I just started crying.

I had a flashback. When I was around four, my dad asked me how old I thought you’d have to be to purchase alcohol. I replied, “21, daddy.” I knew stuff like this; I knew sexual type of things when I was a little kid. Things that I shouldn’t have known. Read more »



autismtwin That Crosses The Line in Blog entry published by 2 days ago ()

Don't know what I feel

Sometimes I just feel nothing. Empty, lonely, alone and just nothing. At times I just feel that I'm a body on this planet but I'm not really here. 

I feel that everyone just is living life and I'm just sitting watching and no one can see me or anything. 

Struggling at the moment about how my ex boyfriend treated me. We have not been together for like 10 months however I hid so much about what he did to me and now it's killing me. He has made it hard for me to like boys but think now I'm a little more ready. 

I don't know what's going on for me right now. Just feel lost within myself. 

 

Hope your all going well

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Don't know what I feel in Blog entry published by 2 days ago ()

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Latest Blog Comments

autismtwin

Sometimes, I don't know if I want to get better; I guess I'm afraid of letting go, and learning what it is like to genuinely be happy. It's almost been two months for me - I can't believe I'm actually saying that. But my scars are bad but they aren't risen anymore. It feels abnormal to have smooth skin.

Thanks, and congrats on going two...


theatredancer

I feel the same urges sometimes. I want to cut SO BADLY because I tell myself it will feel so good. But I know that cutting is a battle I'm fighting. And I don't want to give in.

You're doing so well, and I know it's hard (it's been two months for me and I still struggle) but you can do this. Remember, people believe in you <3


Poetically Armed

I'm so happy things worked out for you and you were able to run again. Although I dislike running, I'm glad you were able to continue to do something you love (:


Holly M

Thank-you so much, Cookiesamilk, that means a lot to me!  I am so happy you are a runner, too!  It is my favorite exercise.  Keep up with your own running and thanks again for all your support and encouragement!


cookiesamilk

This is great! I'm so glad you ran it! I'm a runner too, I could never imagine not being able to run. I would probably still train if I had a broken leg ;) I'm glad you stuck with it! I'm sure you'll get rid of those 10 extra minutes in no time! Congratulations!