fuck female rage. what about female exhaustion? girls who have raged a year too long, souls weary from no one seeing or caring about this anger, mumbles of "it's not fair" through tears with only them to console themselves, where do i put this exhaustion anywhere but back in my bones again

She won’t beg or cry for help. She’ll sleep less, drink more caffeine & work more hours. Music will get louder; she will isolate from the world. She will fight her demons alone, so that no one can throw it in her face later. 

quiet

I would trade my soul for silence, to escape the relentless flood of emotions that drown me, a quiet surrender to the emptiness within.

“People who weren’t fed love with a silver spoon as a child end up learning how to lick them off knives as an adult.”

Can someone tell me why TikTok quotes teach me more about myself than my $220/hour therapist does?