To everyone reading this,
Here's a hug.
Or if you're like me and mostly don't like hugs, here are some words of encouragement;I'm your dad now. My gender is irrelevant, I'm just your dad.
I'm going to fight anyone who hurts you, makes you want to hurt yourself, makes you uncomfortable, or triggers you.
My cat thinks your cool too. He's asleep, because he was being needy so I played him some Rocky Horror on guitar until he passed out, but he still thinks you're cool.
Someone wants you alive. If you can't think of anyone, it's at least me. It doesn't matter if you feel useless, or you dissociate a lot to get away, or just feel static all the time. If your parents are like mine, the second you're eighteen you're going to have an actual life. They will no longer have control over you.
You don't owe anyone anything. It could be that they want to burn up your time, it could be that they're demanding your affection, but no matter what, they aren't entitled to that. Do what's good for you. If you don't know what that is, that's okay too.
Tw- coping with s/h
Bad coping skills are worth replacing. I may still have a hard time loving or even just accepting my body, but I'm not hurting it anymore. I pop a mint whenever I feel the Bad Thoughts about my appearance come in. I keep rubber bands on my wrist and snap them if I need to. It doesn't hurt as bad, but it gives you the temporary little sting you need to get away from the alternative.It's okay to cut bad people out. I might have to soon, depending on how bad things get between me and some others. If they say something against you, anything that's hurtful, or is just draining, maybe don't spend time on them. I know people who are casually homophobic and I can't stand it. You don't deserve to have people like while you're healing.
My cat is sleeping all upside down and twisted up and I'm so proud that my son takes after me. I'm proud of you too, even for little stupid things.
You got out of bed? Great!
You ate something? Incredible!
You are having a hard time in school? That's okay, it's amazing that you still try.So yeah. You're rad.
Hugs for you if you're cool with that.
Sometimes I need one and can't say anything, so in case anyone else feels bad, this chapter is for you.
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Sam Glaspy's Poetry
PoetrySam Glaspy's sad and gay poetry about her stupid dumb life. Welcome to hell, loves! WE DID IT Y'ALL- #5 IN SYNESTHESIA AFTER ONLY TEN VOTES THAT REALLY TELLS YOU HOW LITTLE PEOPLE WRITE ABOUT IT BUT IM STILL PROUD OF US!