Br ok e n

I feel like to an extent we’re all broken.

I have some kind of disorder not even my therapist can diagnose after a month, I’m unmotivated, I’m slow, and quick to panic.

My friend [–] deals with stress and anxiety from his sexuality, and vents online about his family and their pressures.

My other friend [–] has been feeling uncomfortable about his gender identity, his mother has been abusive since he was born, causing him to go to court for custody concerns and arguments 3 times before 18, and is still largely unhappy with himself at times.

My online older brother [–] has been sexually abused by his older brother at 8 yrs old, abused by his mother his entire life, at one point being locked in his room for 4+ months straight as to not be distracted from his grades with nothing but his toys and a radio to distract himself. He’s been mentally shattered, abused in a romantic relationship, and abused at work.

And yet;

As broken as we all may be, when we spend time together it can still make us feel whole.

I don’t want them to feel broken ever again.