I’m suicidal, but I don’t want to die. I do think about killing myself and have even made plans. The clinical psychological term for this is called suicidal ideation.
Remember that you are enough. You are smart. You are strong. You are beautiful.
The people you have in your life come and go. Relationships end. The thing inside you that makes you unique will not end.
When I die, I don’t want the worms to have to struggle to do what’s natural.
Tonight, in my heart and mind, I’m wishing you well.
To all of my fellow fat women. I said FAT. I don’t need to sugar coat that shit by saying Chubby, Squishy, Fluffy, or whatever. Fat is Fat.
Moving forward I want to remember that this sadness doesn’t change who I am inside of my soul. No person or situation can change the light inside of me.