Ophelia

It’s my birthday woooo 

Please never ever take walking for granted. Enjoy hating PE. Live your life. It took 2 years for me to walk again, and it's never going to be the same. I'll never be able to run or dance around my room in my pjs. But the feeling of walking- no crutches, no 5 minute breaks, no loss of balance- it's amazing. I forgot how great it is. Never forget that wonderful feeling of doing things by yourself.

Being able to walk through walls but you get friction burn from doing it

It's my birthday tomorrow and I go back to school tomorrow yay -.-

I’ve set a challenge that none of my irl friends will know is happening. I’m not gonna mention my birthday. I’m not gonna post about it on my Insta. I’m gonna see who remembers without my help

I told my Mam and now she’s talking me to the doctors

Nobody will listen and nobody will help I don’t get no advice or support because nobody reaches out to help me anymore. All I’ve gotten is ‘oh’s and ‘ok’s but I just need someone to talk to

I can’t sleep and I can’t think I’m just stuck with the sick addiction of my mind replaying my trauma and my mind fast forwarding to the future

Keep having flashbacks

Anyone else ever been asked by a classmate in the same goddamn year as you what month and day your birthday is and when you answer they ask the year? Like, my apologies, I didn’t realise we had tWO FUCKING OCTOBERS IN A SCHOOL YEAR