Therapists can't handle my opposition, they're such limp wrists, emptyheads, yes yes I'm sure they lead rich lives, just like you and I, but yet they don't apply that rich experience to therapeutic conversation, they keep it cloistered, close to their chest, it's "personal" so they don't take it out and show it off, explaining how it works, so the patient can apply such concepts to their own real life. They want me to be as simple and empty headed as them, and when I prove I'm not, they get confused and agitated, or dejected, all because they don't have the skills to help me, of course they never admit that, which would be healthy, but they're not healthy, they are therapists after all.
I had a very rough night I barely slept at all and it all hurts so much it feels like yesterday never ended I need help but can't afford healthcare, I really worry I'm just going to die one day from something preventable, like one day my veins in my brain will explode and I'll just die, because they had been worn down so much from years of not sleeping properly and getting no help for it. The body repairs itself when sleeping. If I'm not sleeping my body is not repairing, I will literally die. I don't have money to afford healthcare.
But then he ended up in an abusive relationship with an old man who would fuck his broken butthole, so hopefully his butthole has fallen out by now
Like he wouldn't even be nice about it he would just DEMAND nudes and if I was like, "H-hey, s-sorry, I'm just.... really sad right now, I'm not feeling so good" all I'd get back was "k", he wouldn't ask how I was doing, he wouldn't try to help at all, he was a bastard and I gave him love he didn't deserve
The guy I liked at the time (he was a fem emo twink but he was NOT nice) would like demand I send him nudes and shit and that ruined it for me, I hate that, I wish that never happened, I could have made some money with my younger body but he sucked all the fun and joy out of it, so I started hating being in front of the camera, and then it spread until I hated photography. I'm trying to heal.
Hey guys, I haven't been able to sleep much, my bed literally hurts to lay down in, it hurts my shoulders, neck, upper back, and lower back, it hurts so much I think about kms. I couldn't take it and just made a bed on the floor even though I'm dead fucking tired, the floor hurts my knees but at least my spine hurts less.
The Trench