Stop telling me that pain is weakness leaving the body. Stop telling me that what doesn’t kill me makes me stronger. Stop handing out cliches that belittle my pain. Just be honest and tell me you don’t understand but that you believe me and come sit on my bed and listen to music or watch Disney movies with me. That is how you help someone with Invisible/Chronic illness.
The awkward and intense emotions of being around my sister in law…
I miss you. More this last week than usual. You were on my mind. I looked through pictures. It even made me miss baby Kira. I wrote a bit, hugged our Panda bear and tried my best to smile through the tears because you always thought I was most beautiful when I could do that. As much as I feel like I could have been a better friend, I’m really just sad about little things. I just wish I could show you now how much better I am doing. That I now haven’t cut for 3 years.. I wish it wasn’t so damn sad that I really have outgrown some of the shirts you gave me or that have gir on them lol. Or that it wasn’t such a big deal that I can barely eat skittles because they hurt my teeth. or that I don’t know how to handle you not sitting in the back at my wedding perching and making faces of some crap. Idk man, I just miss you. <3