this year has been perhaps the most exhausting and draining year i’ve ever experienced and i wish i had the strength to pull something positive out of myself for the new year but all i can think of is how badly i cannot do this again
“unalived” “graped” “self delete”
the self censorship of words is so dystopian & straight out of 1984 that it makes me nauseous. stop censoring urself for an algorithm that may or may not flag u. dont undercut our language & devalue what u say & mean I cannot stress this enough.
A lot of people live for years while being passively suicidal. They go to work, laugh at jokes, show up for others while carrying a low, constant wish for relief that doesn’t require them to actively choose death. It’s the state of not exactly wanting to die but also not