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Trying to survive this world and make something out of my life. Turning the cards in my hand into something playable.

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22 days ago

I seriously cannot believe it’s here. September 25, 2026 I’ve been alive 18 fucking years. Happy adult day to me. I’m terrified but it’s huge. Welcome to the adult life Christy. 😂 by @nicmarie2008

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22 days ago

Shout out to @hayleygracepoetry

God this brought tears in my eyes because sadly? I’ve been here and nobody seen it. Maybe a good thing I don’t have a clue. by @nicmarie2008

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a month ago

Shout out to the one who made this (@brileymusic) Because it’s true this is basically true for all of my friendships even in the past, but in the past, I didn’t have a phone. by @nicmarie2008

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a month ago

I probably shouldn’t speak this out loud but people look over things. My name is Nicole or at least that is what I am gonna change my name to. I struggle with mental health issues and I am so fucking strong for those I love but I am sitting here alone wondering “What’s the use of pretend pretending to be strong when you really aren’t?” Sometimes I wonder “What’s the point of being here if I’m so weak?” Sometimes I wonder if physical pain will hide the emotional pain I am experiencing. I’m not “attention seeking” I’m not even wanting attention I want to be heard for the first time in a long time, to be comforted for the first time in a long time. I want to be told something that will actually help me. I don’t want to burden others so I keep everything to myself. I keep bundling it in for so damn long I end up exploding. Thinking “Can I even survive?” Doctors think I’m bipolar and I say I am a lot more than that. If someone you care about is thinking of death or even depressed be there for them. Even if it’s over text. A text here a there helps. They don’t want attention they want to be heard. They have buried themselves in a 12 foot hole and cannot get out. They don’t want you to be their therapist they already got one. They want someone to sit there and let them cry on their shoulder instead of hiding behind a mask and crying a lot. Crying alone is when your thoughts start creeping in. I shouldn’t even be speaking this because there are those who know me but fuck it guys. Maybe I want relief from everything? Maybe I want to know if someone fucking cares. Maybe I want to feel something other than what I feel. Maybe I want to end everyone’s misery with me. But at the end of the day I won’t even if I want to. Even if I was to close off. Hide away. Even if I was to think of endlessly ways to stop hurting. Guys: I don’t text to annoy you I text you to know I have someone there at the end of the day and keep seeing if you will keep your fucking support. I’m turning 18. I’m supposed to be the strong individual because I’m an adult, but I’m fucking not strong. by @nicmarie2008

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a month ago

Tomorrow (August 24th) is the first day of classes. Honestly I never in my entire life thought I would get this far. But here I am at 17 going into freshman year of college. I wouldn’t be here if it wasn’t for a handful of people who got me here with their support, encouragement and guidance.

This weekend I spent time with family. As I posted before I was homesick and now that I know they are not “disowning me” it’s easier to live on campus.

Even the ones who brought me down I have to think because if it wasn’t for them I wouldn’t know what NOT to be. Thanks to those who brought me here!!

And thanks to the Lord above. If it wasn’t for him I would NOT be here. He pushed me spiritually made me the way He wanted me to be.

I can’t express how grateful I am for everyone who had a positive impact on my life. Thanks guys!!

-Your girl: Christy Plamer by @nicmarie2008

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2 months ago

Day three of being a college student and I am already homesick. I’m a WKU freshman who moved in on Monday, August 17th, 2026. A big accomplishment but also a hard one. I didn’t realize how bad I would miss my family when I wasn’t around them all the time. Especially my mom. Mom is always busy which is understandable, she has a lot to do for like 6 other kids but it still hurts when she is the one person who I’m closest to. She wasn’t able to help me move in because of some medical appointments so I haven’t actually seen her in 3 days. Today, August 19th is the first time I heard her voice and even seen her face. FaceTime though.

She was there for me when I thought nobody was. She was there to pull me back from the waters that were sinking me, drowning me. What hurts the most is knowing I am a 17 year old living an adult life and wanting to say… “I wanna go home” but knowing I cannot go home.

I miss her. And I know she’s right there but she is really? I know I can go home for holidays but I’m silently breaking down because I want everyone to see the strong outgoing individual. But am I that or am I someone who is trying to be someone they are not? by @nicmarie2008

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2 months ago

by @nicmarie2008

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2 months ago

This was move in day at WKU in Bowling Green. August 17th. It was hard to leave my family but I do hope they are still there during the holidays. I wasn’t exactly a “good” child. It was hard to really understand what I wanted. I am 17 years old and I’m living as an adult. Am I scared? Is the pope catholic? Why yes I am TERRIFIED. But yesterday I met some folks who helped me out and got a lot of people’s phone numbers. I am honestly surprised that I went from anti social Christy to social butterfly Christy. But that was only day one. There is a lot to learn in the mean time. My hall is Normal Hall. It was evidently rebuilt and now? It is super pretty. The view on the third floor is amazing. 😍

Shout out to my fam who helped me get here. Love ya!! by @nicmarie2008

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2 months ago