I miss being touched, so I try to be gentle with myself instead of angry about it. ..→

I posted a smiling selfie an hour later like my life was spotless. ..→

I miss a person who doesn’t exist anymore—and I hate myself for still looking for them in strangers. ..→

I said I was “busy.” That was the lie that let me keep my hands clean. ..→

I keep people close enough to want me, far enough to never hurt me. ..→

I miss chances I didn’t take because I was scared. ..→

I don’t like this life! ..→

So I built an alternate self online. ..→

I sent the message I was avoiding. ..→

I like Natalie Portman .. ..→

I keep rereading old messages like they’re a different life. ..→

I like this guy but he's completely emotionally unavailable. ..→

Sometimes I stay up late because it’s the only time nobody expects anything from me. ..→

I hate how harsh I was with myself for being sensitive. ..→

I regret the years I spent trying to earn rest like it was a reward. ..→

I wish I could tell you the truth without it turning into a debate. ..→

I forgive you more than you’ll ever know. ..→

Not sure if anyone else does this, but I do. ..→

I cleaned one small corner instead of trying to fix my whole life in one night. ..→

I said no without apologizing for it. ..→