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It Left As Soon As It Arrived

My brother never opened up. He fell asleep in the middle of watching Dateline.

I can’t describe the feeling I had today. It was a great feeling that I haven’t had in a long time, a great feeling that I never get. I’m against the words, “normal,” “average” or “typical” or any word that implies that there is only one way to live. But I felt like for once I was doing something that other teens do.

This may not seem fun to everyone but I got to do something that I love. Me, a friend, and my brother volunteered to clean up the trail and creek. We showed up in our jeans and rain boots, ready to go! We had two bags, one for trash and one for recycables. We walked miles through the creek until we hit the main road once again. At one point, I was in thigh deep water looking around for trash. We joked the whole way; it was the first time that I’ve had fun in a long time. We did come across a dog that had died in his sleep; that was really sad. We ended up calling my mom because we were soaking wet and we needed a ride back to the nature center. After that, we went home and changed clothes. We met back up and walked to the connivance store where we purchased three extra-large Slurpee’s and a huge bag of chips. We then walked up to the park, sat on the swings, and hung out. We even had a contest to see who could get higher! Haha, this sounds really immature of me. It just felt good to be a kid again. That high was only for a few hours, so I enjoyed it while it was there. Read more »

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autismtwin It Left As Soon As It Arrived in Blog entry published by 1 hour ago ()

I'm so over emotional

So since my boyfriend and I have been dating for a while, a while back we decided to be sexually active, and I wont go into too much detail about that. So today, we are in the middle of "it", and guess what I do?

I start crying hysterically.

There wasnt a particular reason why, I just felt super overwelmed. Or maybe its the fact that I couldnt feel anything, like I was dead inside. And doing that with me has always made me feel better. So I freaked him out pretty bad and im sure his confidence is shaken. Which I didnt intend for that to happen. Just one minute I was enjoying it and the next, I was crying. God, I'm so pathetic.

He left about an hour ago and is dodging my texts. I dont blame him though.

If I could, I would dodge my texts as well.

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Poetically Armed I'm so over emotional in Blog entry published by 1 hour ago ()

cruelty

Some part of me wants a friend willing to lie to me.  Tell me all the lovely things I've wanted to hear and pretend to believe them returned.  Say you love me.  I say I love you.  Touch each other.  Embrace each other.  Warm against the wind.  Confortable, we get so far into the lie that we understand it and feel better for a moment.  Is this what I'm doing with this girl I'm to start seeing next weekend?  does she know this?

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cruelty in Blog entry published by 3 hours ago ()

hypothetical

-- Drunk and in a seriously hated mood.  No need for alarm, Friends.  I will not die. --

 

Sorry, Beautiful.  Won't be able to keep our first date.  Take the tickets.  They're at the box office under my name.  Asking a lot, but go.  Imagine I'm there with you and happy.  Really wanted to be.  Want to be sure you understand this had nothing to do with you too.  You.  I was trying to change.  It really was me.  Just didn't make it.  Couldn't.  Tried.  Hate to say you were an attempt.  Thought I could.

To whom it may concern, job sucks - no doubt, but this had nothing to do with that either.  Any who speculate I was too stressed at work are mistaken.  Fights I can win I win.  Work was nothing.  This was just me.

 

Family...  Fuck you all.  I hope you're good enough in the rest of your lives to somehow make it to Heaven.  Hell isn't Hell as long as you're not here.  I'll be okay without you.

Apologies all around, but I have to go.  I'm sorry.

Politely,

Suisidle

 

 

-- Drunk and in a seriously hated mood.  No need for alarm, Friends.  I will not die. --

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hypothetical in Blog entry published by 3 hours ago ()

Empty

There is a huge hole in my chest, perhaps only emotional, but it could span all of time amd space, yet still need more room. And within this hollow and forsaken shadow lives the beginnings of depression. Grief, loss, sadness, etcetera. And each echoes and multiplies, becoming this inaudiable hum that could only be felt from the inside as it began to tear you down to shreds. But I suppose that is better than me last night. Silent screams as I clawed at the center of my chest, begging...pleading to feel something other than this hollowness. If pain were to be it, then let it be. And then, I cut. Shallow cuts that we decorated with crimson ornamates. No elaborate pattern, but beautiful all by itself in a twisted way. Like how an arsonist may call fires beautiful, and others say only when controlled. The ash piling at the bottom, the heat radiating, colors, gorgeous colors...But I digress. That hole is destroying me, and my my loved ones with it.

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The Darkness in Light Empty in Blog entry published by 3 hours ago ()

Lucky?

Boyfriend is coming over today, he should help things a bit. We were talking last night and I told him how I have been feeling and he said "Well I know its only temporary because nothing could be as bad as last year."

What he doesnt understand is that this time its worse.

I dont know what he would do if he saw my new cuts. Its a good thing that I live in Oregon and currently the weather is  cloudy with rainfall. I guess I'm lucky in that sense.

I'm losing my grip on reality it seems, nothing feels right and nothing feels wrong.

I came close to writing another "letter" last night,but didnt. I guess thats improvement?  



Poetically Armed Lucky? in Blog entry published by 8 hours ago ()

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



theatredancer What I Feel On My Skin in Blog entry published by 22 hours 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 »



autismtwin Opening Up in Blog entry published by 1 day 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.



Poetically Armed I Dont Wanna Be Like This in Blog entry published by 1 day 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 1 day ago ()

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Latest Blog Comments

Holly M

Thanks, Poetically Armed!  I appreciate your support!  It is so important to connect with the things we love. :)


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!