Photos by Peter Macdiarmid of a collage of fallen autumn leaves which stuck to a section of non-slip tarmac due to a late October warm spell.
It doesn’t even feel like Thanksgiving. This is the first year I didn’t watch the parade or the football games. I didn’t help my mom out in the kitchen. Didn’t smell the turkey cooking all day. We didn’t even have turkey for dinner. I ate mashed potatoes and rolls. It just felt like any other day, which is sad because Thanksgiving is my favorite. Don’t get me wrong, I did have a good day and I’m happy I got to spend it with amazing people. I’m thankful that I had somewhere to go. I got to spend the day with people who genuinely love and care about me. Thankful they thought of me and I wasn’t just a “last minute thought”. But it made me realize how much I miss my family. I feel homesick but I am home… I don’t know what to do. I’m trying to fight it but Texas might be in my near future.
depression is when you don’t really care about anything
anxiety is when you care too much about everything
and having both is just like whatHaving both is staying in bed because you don’t want to go to school and then panicking because you don’t want to fail. Having both is wanting to go see your friends so you don’t lose them all, then staying home in bed because you don’t want to make the effort. Having both is insanely hard and sucks to deal with.
I’m currently sitting here feeling like I got hit by a truck, with bruises all over my body. This is not the first time my fiance has physically abused me, and I am sure it will not be the last. It is however, the worst. This time it was because I wanted to do something that he didn’t want me…
Reblogging this for any woman who is facing physical abuse from a loved one/significant other. Leave. No more excuses.