My school had this week called, “I Believe” Week and one of the days was “I believe in my story.”
People wrote on these note cards starting with “If you really knew me you would know that…”
Some of these notecards said:
- “If you really knew me, you’d know that I was raped by my older brother everday.”
- “If you really knew me, you’d know that my mom is a heroin addict and it’s tearing my family apart.”
- “If you really knew me, you’d know that I had cancer when I was 5 and people made fun of me because I was different and didn’t have hair.”
- “If you really knew me, you’d know that I was sexually harassed and abused as a child.
- “If you really knew me, you’d know that I suffer from depression and I’ve attempted suicide.”
- If you really knew me, you’d know that I got into a car crash with my best friend and I held her in my arms, blood everywhere. RIP.
When people came up to read these note cards, a lot of them started crying. It made many people realize that everyone has a story and that you’re not alone.
i wanna do this
everyone needs to share this, it’s so powerful
ah I did this at camp it’s really great to know you’re not alone
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On 28th of January I am travelling to America and Canada for 2 months.
I have been dating this guy for a couple of months.
Recently we’ve gotten really close and it has worried me, when I go away and come back home, he won’t want to be with me anymore or his feelings will have changed.
Last night, laying in this bed together he said to me,
‘Don’t freak out, please. I am not heartless. I know others have let you down but I’m not like that. I’ve been raised better then that. I promise I won’t hurt you. I will be here when you get back.’
I wanted to tell him, in that moment, I loved him.
But instead I laid there in the dark with him and cried because for once in my life, I felt like someone wasn’t going to give up on me.
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I’m so excited for summer. And it’s not even because I can’t wait for vacations, tanning, and hanging with friends. It’s because I can’t wait to plan my future, sleep, work and not have to see the people who are my “friends” that don’t actually care about me to hang out with me or even talk to me.
do you ever just see your friends getting really close with other people and you can just feel yourself slowly becoming less important to them and you get this really deep ache in your heart and everything just hurts
I hate being the third person, awkwardly standing on the side. I hate being invited to something but being totally ignored. I hate it when all of my friends go somewhere and not tell me. I hate not understanding an inside joke. Being left out is terrible. It leaves you lonely and empty.
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All I wanna do is just drink and forget my problems.
Sorry not sorry.
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i don’t think i’ve ever seen a post with this many notes
Because there’s nothing more universal than the feeling of impending doom you get when you see your mother crying.
This is the post with highest notes on tumblr
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