Recent content by MyLostStarGirl

A really good friend of mine put it to me like this. It's an addiction like any other. Just like an alcoholic you have to learn to give it up completely, and sure at first it will be hard and you will want 'just one sip' but over time that will start to fade. When times get tough your first...

Today is a bad day. Not in the sense that I want to die, but more in the way I feel close to death. To my demons. My abuse is waiting to tear me down the second I stop doing something. Celena is beside me whispering in my ear, dragging all her painful memories up. All the ways I failed to save...

My current therapist just recently diagnosed me with PTSD. I never really considered it before. Rather I never really thought it was strange that I was still so...devastated? I am now learning about treatment options, therapist who specialize, etc...honestly though it feels harder now...like...

Nobody is the same. I guess we all just fumble through blindly until one day isn't as bad as the day before. We have each other though. We are not fumbling through the dark alone and I find comfort in that. I hope you can as well.

Just knowing you are there for her. It will help. A ear or a shoulder. Its not always about what you can say, sometimes it's just being there. Thank you for being here for me.

It can feel a bit like drowning. For me the denial was the worse. I mean, I took care of my mother, and her drinking, as well as my two younger siblings. I didn't see anything wrong with it for a long time. I still feel like I exaggerate sometime and my husband and his family pull me back. They...

I didn't realize until I was almost an adult that I was being abused. I know. My mom is good. Manipulative. Controlling. Just the right amount of loving. Never saw it coming. Or rather happening. Nobody did. It started out simple enough, with her drinking. Then I was watching my younger siblings...

I lost my best friend to suicide at the age of fourteen. I recieved her email at two in the morning, called the cops, but couldn't save her. I still seven years later say I couldn't save her. After going through years of therapy, hating her, loving her, hating her again, forgiving her, and my...