i want to be heard (doesn’t speak) i want to be understood (doesn’t explain) i want to be seen (acts like if a missing person was right in front of everybody)
“i would kill for you.” “i would die for you.”
well i would heal for you. i’d unlearn my toxic patterns, face my wounds, and become a healthier person so my love doesn’t hurt you
it’s actually painful being aware of your toxic patterns because you can’t even pretend you don’t know better anymore. you see yourself doing the same shit and just sit there wondering why you’re like this
i wish i could get out of my own head for once because what the fuck is actually going on in there. i make myself miserable over things i don’t even know how to explain