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  • Writer: Peta Hills
    Peta Hills
  • Oct 4, 2017
  • 1 min read

Please look at this image to briefly lull you into a false sense of security and the idea that my blog is going to be super fun happy and motivational or some sort of uplifting today....

Because it's not.

This is the part of the story where Humpty Dumpty takes a great fall.

If you're my in real life friend or a social media buddy you would have seen my breakdown last night.. it looked a little (exactly like) this

Firstly thank you every one for the love and messages and thank you for understanding I don't want your sympathy but your empathy is what helps me and others suffering get through this shit.... I think?

Im not in a great space right now, I feel pretty hopeless and my head still hurts... and not hopeless in the sense of myself, hopeless in knowing we don't have another plan up our sleeves to get me out of pain.

I'm terrified of more nights like last night when my mum has to rush over to soothe me while I'm crawled up crying hysterically because I cannot see an end to this and it hurts just to be alive.

Some mornings I wish that I didnt wake up but I know that's not how I really feel.

I want to wake up without pain, without mental health ripping my chest and brain to shreds.

I just want to live.

x

 
 
 

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