The fact that everyone feels obligated to show their perfect happy selfs on instgram is so wrong. Everyones broken, lets make that a normality.
Me on the outside when my teacher discusses stuff and someone goes against my morals/worldview (nice example: there‘s so much done for women but nothing for men which led me to explain that in a world by men for men that actually is necessary):
Me on the inside:
Legit, one part of my brain is planning destruction while the other tells us to not say anything cuz we‘ll die of a nervous breakdown.
Everytime i say smth in class, especially smth that contains my own opinion or talking back at someone, I start talking and after 10 seconds I start to shake and feel nauseous and stiff cuz my anxiety kicks in. And it stays like that for at least 2-3 minutes after I’m done talking. Sometimes I start to panic which results in a blackout that leads to more panic, it’s to be avoided at all cost. And so I try to avoid talking too much. Besides the fact that I often regret having talked in the first place. Sad thing is nobody sees that I’m dying inside, my teachers think I’m relaxed as hell. Which I’m not. That’s the downside of solid masking.
I try to stick to 1-3 contributions per lesson (if I feel like interacting), cuz if I say more I’ll feel like I’m annoying the people around me which ends in a downward spiral of doom.
School is though.
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Me: *meets moms boyfriends kids* *becomes super attached to eldest kid* *eldest teen and I are now the chaos duo*
Mom: "Why don't you ask him for his number so you can keep in contact?"
When other people reblog my sad post reblogs:
No. Only I'm allowed to be sad. Not you. You're great. Sadness is only for me
I feel like this may be just pointless and embarrassing, but I've run out of options so here goes.
My dad passed two years ago, a couple months before the pandemic hit. I was a covid layoff that year in may, and since then have been struggling to hold down a job with months of being unemployed in between. We lost our insurance two months after he died so I've been unable to go to therapy for two years, and am currently on a very high dose of a medication I shouldn't be on, that I was put on during a hospital stay due to mental health. I dug myself into a hole of debt partly because the medication makes me incredibly manic, and partly my own stupid decisions. I need help, anything, I'm begging. I don't have anyone else to go to and I don't know what to do.
Anxiety can be a never-ending hill that needs to be climbed and overcome over and over again.
This is why doing self-care on a daily basis, understanding your emotions, and noticing your needs are essential.
What is your favorite self care activity?
Moving has freed me in some mild way because I am now the token "white man" & therefore already a massive meme in this neighborhood
Might as well make it interesting with kitty heart pjs & fire red crocs while collecting my forgotten beverage from the top of my car
Over the past 2 years I've had no friends and have barely left my house. So when people ask what I've been up to, at this point I want to say "hibernating till the day my life suddenly gets better." Because at this point saying "just sleeping and sitting at home" and them responding with "Why don't you do something?" is slowly killing me.
me writing Batman fics: *crosschecking 15 different comics and re-reading an entire run just to make sure I get the timeline and events correct*
Some of y'all: *literally just writing them and hitting 'post' while maybe occasionally checking the Wiki page, apparently*