Hey, i'm a danish goth girl. On this blog you'll find: Satanic things, depressing shit, goth stuff, witchy nature material and whatever I want to have on my blog.
Am I real?
Who am I, is this real, am I good enough are questions that have clouded my mind for the last couple of months.
The questions have really boggled me, since I often do not know what’s real. I’ve realised, in a very clear manner, that I DO NOT know what my body looks like, at all.
Furthermore, I don’t even know what I can trust, since I am always told that I’m “lying”, in the sense that I’m sure I said something, I’ve heard myself say it, but apparently only in my mind and not out loud.
So even in that regard I can’t be sure what happens or what is said.
But! Even though it is bad right now, and have been bad for months, I want this to get better again.
I’ve called my psychiatrist and made an appointment. I’ve sitting things I want to talk about and that I want to try some other meds since those I’m on now dissent help that much.
So to myself and people that might be reading this..
Thank you for hearing me out
“Rain makes me feel less alone. All rain is, is a cloud- falling apart, and pouring its shattered pieces down on top of you. It makes me feel good to know I’m not the only thing that falls apart . It makes me feel better to know other things in nature can shatter.”— Lone Alaskan Gypsy
(Source: never-not-ever, via never-not-ever)