u/Full-Glass-1200

You are a wolf.

You scare away the irrelevant creatures,

and hide in your den to cry.

You are big and bad,

and you solve all of your problems

by blowing them away.

But the truth is,

you've run out of air.

You are a wolf.

You cry with your face towards the moon,

and spill all of your sorrows into a howl

others mistake as a war cry.

It is obvious what you are,

but by the time the townsfolk notice,

you are moving on to other lands.

I am a lamb .

I have long teeth and razor claws,

and a mind sharper than an ax.

The small creatures flock to me,

seeing me as safety,

not knowing that I am their death.

I am a lamb.

My fur is stained with blood,

but from afar it is crisp and white.

It is obvious what I am,

but by the time you step close enough to realize,

I've already got you in my hold.

I am a lamb,

and you are a wolf.

Tonight we are separated by only a fence.

The innocence in your eyes

makes me wonder how you taste.

The devil in my smile

tempts you ever closer.

But don't step too close,

or let enemy lines blur,

or you'll realize what I've always been,

and I'll show you what you always were.

You are a wolf.

You scare away the irrelevant creatures,

and hide in your den to cry.

You are big and bad,

and you solve all of your problems

by blowing them away.

But the truth is,

you've run out of air.

You are a wolf.

You cry with your face towards the moon,

and spill all of your sorrows into a howl

others mistake as a war cry.

It is obvious what you are,

but by the time the townsfolk notice,

you are moving on to other lands.

I am a lamb .

I have long teeth and razor claws,

and a mind sharper than an ax.

The small creatures flock to me,

seeing me as safety,

not knowing that I am their death.

I am a lamb.

My fur is stained with blood,

but from afar it is crisp and white.

It is obvious what I am,

but by the time you step close enough to realize,

I've already got you in my hold.

I am a lamb,

and you are a wolf.

Tonight we are separated by only a fence.

The innocence in your eyes

makes me wonder how you taste.

The devil in my smile

tempts you ever closer.

But don't step too close,

or let enemy lines blur,

or you'll realize what I've always been,

and I'll show you what you always were.

I should be doing my French but instead I'm having my weekly sexuality crisis. I'm I'm just so confused. Am I a lesbian? The word feels dirty, feels gross. But is that because of my extensive religious trauma and internalized homophobia? Am I straight? This one doesn't sit right, doesn't feel like me at all. Nothing feels like me, nothing fits. I'm young, this stuff shouldn't matter. But it does, to me it does. I like girls. When I picture myself in the relationship, I want to be the "boyfriend". I don't want to look like a boy, but I want to do things for them, take care of them, make them feel safe, make them feel loved. I can only picture myself doing this with a girl. I cannot imagine being vulnerable with a guy, like at all. I can't even talk about emotional stuff to my guy friends. Sometimes the physical aspects of being with a boy are appealing. Sometimes the physical aspects of being with a girl gross me out. And by physical aspects I mean kissing and sexual stuff. I am always up for intimacy with a girl, in a non-sexual way. Casual touches, cuddling, hugging, stuff like that. In fact, I am constantly vibrating to do just that. With guys I am less willing to do stuff like that. Very against it in fact. Am I just a lesbian who likes male validation? Validation is a constant big want of mine, from everyone. I'm not the kind of person who seeks guys out though, most make me very uncomfortable. There are a few guys that never have though, like Sam and caleb. that's pretty much where the list ends though. like I seek Male validation but the thought of a guy genuinely being attached to me makes me a little sick. of course there's the whole Jacob situation, the only boy I've ever dated. kissing him genuinely made me feel icky to the point that near the end of our relationship, I didn't let him kiss me at all aside from a brief peck. And then I broke up with him b/c I was having one of my trademark sexually arises and I knew he wouldn't be understanding. I just don't know and I hate not knowing and I can't be in a relationship because these freakouts happen so often and very few people are understanding about this stuff.

I should be doing my French but instead I'm having my weekly sexuality crisis. I'm I'm just so confused. Am I a lesbian? The word feels dirty, feels gross. But is that because of my extensive religious trauma and internalized homophobia? Am I straight? This one doesn't sit right, doesn't feel like me at all. Nothing feels like me, nothing fits. I'm young, this stuff shouldn't matter. But it does, to me it does. I like girls. When I picture myself in the relationship, I want to be the "boyfriend". I don't want to look like a boy, but I want to do things for them, take care of them, make them feel safe, make them feel loved. I can only picture myself doing this with a girl. I cannot imagine being vulnerable with a guy, like at all. I can't even talk about emotional stuff to my guy friends. Sometimes the physical aspects of being with a boy are appealing. Sometimes the physical aspects of being with a girl gross me out. And by physical aspects I mean kissing and sexual stuff. I am always up for intimacy with a girl, in a non-sexual way. Casual touches, cuddling, hugging, stuff like that. In fact, I am constantly vibrating to do just that. With guys I am less willing to do stuff like that. Very against it in fact. Am I just a lesbian who likes male validation? Validation is a constant big want of mine, from everyone. I'm not the kind of person who seeks guys out though, most make me very uncomfortable. There are a few guys that never have though, like Sam and caleb. that's pretty much where the list ends though. like I seek Male validation but the thought of a guy genuinely being attached to me makes me a little sick. of course there's the whole Jacob situation, the only boy I've ever dated. kissing him genuinely made me feel icky to the point that near the end of our relationship, I didn't let him kiss me at all aside from a brief peck. And then I broke up with him b/c I was having one of my trademark sexually arises and I knew he wouldn't be understanding. I just don't know and I hate not knowing and I can't be in a relationship because these freakouts happen so often and very few people are understanding about this stuff.

#help random queer redditers please help me 😭

(all names changed for obvious reasons)

I should be doing my French but instead I'm having my weekly sexuality crisis. I'm just so confused. Am I a lesbian? The word feels dirty, feels gross. But is that because of my extensive religious trauma and internalized homophobia? Am I straight? This one doesn't sit right, doesn't feel like me at all. Nothing feels like me, nothing fits. I'm young, this stuff shouldn't matter. But it does, to me it does. I like girls. When I picture myself in the relationship, I want to be the "boyfriend". I don't want to look like a boy, but I want to do things for them, take care of them, make them feel safe, make them feel loved. I can only picture myself doing this with a girl. But is that because I'm young and I've only ever been emotionally close with girls? But I've only ever been emotionally close with girls because I get along with VERY few guys. I cannot imagine being vulnerable with a guy, like at all. I can't even talk about emotional stuff to my guy friends. Sometimes the physical aspects of being with a boy are appealing. Sometimes the physical aspects of being with a girl gross me out. And by physical aspects I mean kissing and sexual stuff. I am always up for intimacy with a girl, in a non-sexual way. Casual touches, cuddling, hugging, stuff like that. In fact, I am constantly vibrating to do just that. With guys I am less willing to do stuff like that. Very against it in fact. Am I just a lesbian who likes male validation? Validation is a constant big want of mine, from everyone. I'm not the kind of person who seeks guys out though, most make me very uncomfortable. There are a few guys that never have though, like Sam and caleb. that's pretty much where the list ends though. like I seek Male validation but the thought of a guy genuinely being attached to me makes me a little sick. of course there's the whole Jacob situation, the only boy I've ever dated. kissing him genuinely made me feel icky to the point that near the end of our relationship, I didn't let him kiss me at all aside from a brief peck. And then I broke up with him b/c I was having one of my trademark sexually arises and I knew he wouldn't be understanding. I just don't know and I hate not knowing and I can't be in a relationship because these freakouts happen so often and very few people are understanding about this stuff. #helpstrangersonredditplshelp

You are a wolf.

You scare away the irrelevant creatures,

and hide in your den to cry.

You are big and bad,

and you solve your problems

by blowing them away.

But the truth is, you've run out of air.

You are a wolf.

You cry with your face towards the moon,

and spill all of your sorrows into a howl

others mistake as a war cry.

It is obvious what you are,

but by the time the townsfolk notice,

you are moving on to other lands.

I am a lamb.

I have long teeth and razor claws

And a mind sharper than an ax.

The small creatures flock to me,

seeing me as safety,

not knowing that I am their death.

I am a lamb.

My fur is stained with blood,

but from afar it is crisp and white.

It is obvious what I am,

but by the time you step close enough to realize,

I've already got you in my hold.

I am a lamb,

and you are a wolf.

Tonight we are separated by only a fence.

The innocence in your eyes

makes me wonder how you taste,

and the devil in my smile

tempts you ever closer.

But don't step too close,

Or let enemy lines blur,

Or you'll realize what I've always been,

And I'll show you what you always were.

the rain is pounding outside

the power is out

and I am laying in bed

trying to differentiate from

who I am

and who I was trained to be

When it's dark

I can almost feel the seams

splitting me in half

or maybe holding me together

I can almost touch

the bars of my cage

of my sanctuary

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You are a wolf

You scare away the irrelevant creatures

And hide in your den to cry

You are big and bad

And you solve your problems

by blowing them away

But the truth is, you've run out of air

You are a wolf

You cry with your face towards the moon

And spill all of your sorrows into a howl

Others mistake as a war cry

It is obvious what you are

But by the time the townsfolk notice

You are moving on to other lands

I am a lamb

I have long teeth and razor claws

And a mind sharper than an ax

The small creatures flock to me

Seeing me as safety

Not knowing that I am their death

I am a lamb

My fur is stained with blood

But from afar it is crisp and white

It is obvious what I am

But by the time you step close enough to realize

I've already got you in my hold

I am a lamb

And you are a wolf

tonight we are separated by only a fence

And the innocence in your eyes

makes me wonder how you taste

And the devil in my smile

Tempts you ever closer

But don't step too close

Or let enemy lines blur

Or you'll realize what I've always been

And I'll show you what you always were

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When you burned down that house, Mama

You left me buried beneath the ruins

and the bow tied across my mouth?

Well, Mama, the flames were its undoing

I've been clawing my way out, Mama

Out from underneath the rubble

But the sound of the shifting makes you mad

So I've made it my quietest struggle.

The dirt is filling my lungs, Mama

And though I promised I wouldn't cough

All the burning secrets are bubbling up

And I'm not so sure it would be such a loss

My hands are full of splinters, Mama

But I have no time to pull them out

you see, I'm choking on my voice and

Still, I fight the urge to be loud

I won't stay here, Mama

rotting beneath your feet,

No, I will get out, Mama

I will tear through these seams

I hope you know I'll always love you, Mama

And no matter how far I run,

Know that I'm not running from the truth, Mama

But of what I refuse

to become.

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Im six months clean, and when I did cut I cut DEEP I wasn't able to go light. recently I was craving it really bad and did like 1 inch cat scratch cuts on the area that I always cut before (my upper right thigh, I've never cut anywhere else but there) My friend saw and was sad that "I thought I couldn't talk to her about my recent relapse" and I told her that I knew I could, I just didn't really think of it as a relapse. She is convinced that that's what it is but I'm not sure

I've been clean 6 months. this is the longest I've been clean in 3 years. my mom thinks I'm 2 years clean. When I cut, I go deep. I seem to be incapable of keeping control and doing anything mildly superficial. For the past few days I've been itching for relief, all I want to do Is cut all I can think about doing is cutting when I was as calm as possible this morning I did very very tiny superficial cuts in the place where all of my scars are, the only place I've ever cut. I hoped that this would be enough to keep me from relapsing for real, but that was like 6 hours ago and Im craving more already. I can't go to my mom, and going on this stupid help lines have never helped me, talking doesn't do anything when it's all physical. I really really want to stay clean. what do I do

Do I look like him?

Do I remind you of a man who hurt you?

When I look into your eyes sometimes,

Do you flinch because they have his hue?

Do I look like him?

Do I have his smile and his charm?

Does it make you sick to think

That when you hold me

You hold some of him in your arms?

Am I him?

Am I a coward?

Am I cruel?

Do I make you want to abandon me?

Am I a fast-unraveling spool?

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I am at the lake

with my parents

My dad is no where to be found

and my Mom is lost

in the fantasy world of her book

she pays no attention to me

The water is cold

but still I splash and play

and wade out into deeper waters

the kind lady next to me

warns me of the dangerous ledge

closer than it seems

I ignore her because

whatever danger awaits

is nothing compared to the danger

of returning to shore

I splash and play and swim out further

or maybe I'm being pulled-

I'm not sure

I could never tell the difference between

inevitable

and inescapable

Before I know it

I am sinking

I didn't even see the drop-off

I simply fell

The water is black now

I can't see the surface

the darkness clinging to me

is more comforting than my mother ever was

she doesn't even realize I'm gone

but maybe that is a kindness

I close my eyes

and

embrace

the

fall

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Dear, Mama

It's been hard

Harder than I'll ever make known

Mama, the seeds you planted tear me apart

Your vines have done nothing but grown

I've been trying to figure it out, mama,

trying to sort out my own head

Mama, I'm sorry I took up a tone

But I'm surprised I even got out of bed

I'm sorry that I've hurt you

You've been cut by every edge

But if you looked just a bit closer,

you'd see

My edges are sown by your thread.

The moral of my story, Mama,

Is that time can not heal all wounds

Because it's been years since that house, Mama

And I'm still buried beneath the ruins

I'm sorry I have been hard mama

I'm sorry I've caused you pain

But please try to remember,

It's your blood

that runs

in my veins

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