Bulimia isn't a long haired girl bending over a toilet with a tragically beautiful face on. It's a puffed up miserable face with vomit dripping from it's chin and a fucking nosebleed.
Anorexia isn't a slim figure shyly refusing a cupcake. It's hair growing all over your freezing malnourished body.
Depression isn't a model with running mascara staring into the sunset. It's staring at the ceiling at 4 in the morning with burning eyes because you can't even find the motivation to close them.
Self harm isn't lovely boys kissing your arms and telling you that you're still beautiful. It's nasty fucking scars that will be there forever and showers that sting.
Panic attacks aren't burying your face into your lovers chest and having them tell you that everythings gonna be okay. It's feeling out of control and like oxygen has has suddenly been taken away from you.
Mental illnesses aren't beautiful. They dont make you special and don't make people suddenly care about you. They're monsters that destroy lives. So stop taking them lightly and promoting them to impressionable teenagers on the goddamn internet.
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Poésie"Are you happy?" is such a difficult question. I always said yes, because I have friends. I laugh at jokes. I go out alot and have fun. my life isn't as bad as it could be, and I don't have terrible problems. It could be worse. But then, one night a...
