top of page
Search

Believing the Voices

  • Writer: Hannah Abiona
    Hannah Abiona
  • Feb 15
  • 1 min read

When I get like this,

I feel like anything could hurt me.


Harsh words.

Chaotic events.

Even the cool breeze outside.


I could be knocked off my feet and not get back up.

Thats how weak I feel.


Everything my mind considers a failure comes bubbling to the surface.


"You deserve all the bad things that happen to you."

It screams from every angle.


No matter how much I cover my ears.

No matter how much I cover my eyes.


"Failure."

"Weakling."

"You deserve heartache."

"You're not good enoough."

"No one loves you, the way you love them."


In this mindset,

I believe you.

 
 
 

Recent Posts

See All
The Way They Both Look at Me

One set is green. The other is blue. The colors of land and sea. I find myself running toward his dominance while I swim away from the intensity of the other. There are times that I desire to have bot

 
 
 
Chapter 29

Not many people know that Chapter 29 started with me gasping for air in a bathroom stall on my birthday. Trying to talk myself into going back out to the event and having fun with my friends. My hands

 
 
 
The Part of Me That Still Bleeds

Each day starts a little differently. Some mornings feel okay, almost normal. Other days drop me straight into the dark — the kind of dark you used to talk me through. You were the one telling me I’d

 
 
 

Comments

bottom of page