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jimbenton · 1 year

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#despression #jim benton #cartoon #funny #wholesome #uplifting #feel good #positive vibes #positive memes #wholesome memes #good vibes

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theamoristwriter · 7 days

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Tell me blondie, did you intentionally do it? Isn't mercury retrograde enough ? "loml"?, "guilty as sin"?, "I can do it with a broken heart" ?!?!?!

#taylor swift #taylorstans #taylornation #taylors version #ttpd #ts ttpd #the tortured poets department #swifties #denial #despression #spilled thoughts #aesthetic #tumblrpost #tumblog #loml #breakup #acceptance #mercury retrograde

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bunnyrexxx · 2 months

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Prometí que este año no trataría de suicidarme...

#mente suicidia #suicidio suicida #autolesiones #mente trastornada #despression #sadgirl #trastornos mentales #tristeza #su1c1d10 #su1c1dal #sorry for being depressing

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sulasnsleep · 11 months

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“The worst type of crying wasn’t the kind everyone could see–the wailing on street corners, the tearing at clothes. No, the worst kind happened when your soul wept and no matter what you did, there was no way to comfort it. A section withered and became a scar on the part of your soul that survived. For people like me and Echo, our souls contained more scar tissue than life.”

― Katie McGarry, Pushing The Limits

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nfsdiaryy · 1 month

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#quotes #feelings #life quotes #words #poetry #spilled ink #lit #positive quotes #literature #sad #despression #menathealth #happiness #im so tired #mentally tired

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notesbynataly · 2 months

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Trying to stay positive but I need to find solutions for being productive despite the bouts of depression ...

More than just going outside.

Any advice?

#advice #despression #productivitytips #productivity techniques #depression and anxiety #depression advice #mental health support #mental health #depression stuff #depression support #motivation #motivation tips

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candles-and-rainy-skies · 11 months

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Me writing in my silly journal for my silly mental health:

#I know it’s supposed to help me #and it does #it just hate it every time #but by god does it help my anxiety #>:(#journaling #journal #journals #mental health #anxeity #despression #mental health jokes #mental health journaling #mental health tw

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electricxmeatball · 2 months

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I just want affection...

#hello tumblr #just being me #new #me #mine #pale #blue eyes #witchy #coffee #snap #sad #alone #despression #lonely #blue eyed girl #goth #tye dye #pansexual #throuple

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skatoonyfan1234 · 5 months

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Invisible [Told in King Magnifico's POV]

Trapped in his staff, King Magnifico rants about his problems, and then laments his sorry fate. He feels like nobody loves him anymore, and he's forever alone, trapped for eternity. He feels like he's invisible to Rosas now.

All told in Magnifico's POV.

Inspired by the Alison Monet song 'Invisible'.

Wish is 2 Disney, 'Invisible' is to Alison Monet

Why is fate so cruel?

Sigh.

I used to be the King of Rosas. I used to be so well loved and appreciated. I granted everyone's wishes. AND THIS IS THE THANKS I GET?!!

Sigh.

Look at me - I've lost everything; my whole kingdom, my whole life, everything. I'm trapped in the mirror of my staff I created with the forbidden magic.

Stuck in a one-sided mirror where I'm unable to ever see my reflection again.

Ironically, Amaya, mi reina, she said I loved mirrors.

Amaya.

Growl.

HOW COULD SHE DO THIS TO ME; HER HUSBAND, HER REY, HER KING?! I DID EVERYTHING FOR HER, FOR ROSAS; THE KINGDOM WE BUILT, AND DO YOU KNOW WHAT SHE DID TO ME IN RETURN?!?!!?!?!?!?

SHE HAD ME, THE KING OF ROSAS, STUCK IN A MIRROR, SEALED AWAY IN THE DUNGEON!!!!!

AAAAARGH!!!!!!!!!!!! IT'S SO UNFAIR!!!! My life was absolutely perfect! Until....

She came.

Asha.

The girl who I considered to be my apprentice; my successor.

The girl who stood up to me.

The girl who questioned my reign.

The stupid girl who wanted her stupid grandfather's stupid wish granted!

SIGH.

How stupid I was to consider her. I shoulda kicked her out the minute she questioned me.

I decided what everyone in Rosas deserved!

And then, she, her stupid friends, her stupid goat, and my stupid wife, they revolted against me, they took all the wishes I so rightfully granted!

AND she rescued that star she summoned from the sky, the one I tried to capture for myself!

And look where it got me!

King Magnifico!

The King of Rosas!

Trapped in a stupid mirror, stuck in this stupid cesspool of a dungeon!

AAAAAAAAARGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!

Sigh.

Sob.

I used to rule Rosas.

I used to be the one they adored...

And now look where I am.

I'm stuck in here. Trapped in this unbreakable mirror in the dungeon for eternity.

Actually, To be honest, I don't even know how long it's been since I was placed in here. There's no windows in the dungeon, so I can't tell if it's day or night in here. For all I know, I could be stuck here for weeks, or months by now!

I don't even know If I'm gonna survive in here, since I can't be able to get food or water in here, or even be able to shower, or anything. Heck, I don't even know if i'm still gonna age normally. I guess I may be stuck in the same age forever, yet I don't even look a day over 40.

Sniff.

But I'm stuck in here. Stuck in this cesspool of a mirror with no way out.

And....

Sniff.

I'm lonely.

I'm all alone now.

Ever since I was placed in here, nobody's been down to visit me.

Not even Amaya. She's ruling the kingdom now, and I don't blame her if she doesn't even want to see me, her ex-husband. I bet she's forgotten all about me.

Sob.

I can't say I blame her.

I can't say i didn't deserve it.

Sob.

Sniff.

Nobody loves me anymore.

I bet all of Rosas has forgotten about me by now. Their king! The one who used to grant their wishes for them!

Sob.

Nobody loves me.

Sniff.

I used to be so loved and appreciated.

But now, I feel like I'm invisible.

Sob.

Invisible.

They treat me like I'm invisible.

It's like I don't even exist anymore.

I don't exist.

Sob.

I feel like I can hallucinate my hands disappearing.

It feels like it's true.

Sniff.

Nobody loves me anymore.

I'm the loneliest man in the world.

Sob.

It's hopeless.

Sob.

Fate is so cruel.

Continuous Sobbing.

#wish #king magnifico #INVISIBLE #POST-FILM #CANON #TRAPPED #LONELY #MISERABLE #DESPRESSION #CRYING #SAD

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asthestarsbelow · 5 months

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i really do want to have the "that girl mentality": always positives vibes, master of the law of attraction, skincare every day, not shaken by people's hate, always eating healthy, daily pilates and academically smart. i really do. i really wish i were. but this type of balance is incredibly unachievable by people who suffer from depression that stems form their self-esteem. one thing is to change mentality, another is to compleatly alter a disorder you had for years with no meds and just hopeful delusions. really, not to be negative but it is not possible.

#despression #mental health #that girl

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asimpforthe80s · 5 months

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"I SWEAR"

Starring: Steve Harrington, Y/N, and mentions of Eddie Munson

Warnings: Angst, Character Death, Suicidal Mentions, Crying, Suicide Thoughts, Tell Me If I Missed Any

A/N: As always, I cried a lil while writing this. It's short but worth it

you were grieving over Eddie.. Steve called and invited you over in an attempt to make you a little happier, so now you were sitting in his bed and crying into his shoulder.. Eddie was the best person you had ever met.. you even loved him.. and he was gone

"shhh.. its gonna be okay.. I promise, it'll all be okay.. just let it out.." You couldn't even breathe from how much you were crying. It hurt. Everything was hurting. Physically and mentally. You could break any moment. he gently hugged you while patting your back.

"its gonna be okay.. trust me.. he loved you, and there's a part of him that's always with you, because *you* loved him.. that's not gonna change, alright?..."

he said, his voice sounding genuine and sympathetic.. he was trying to comfort you the best he could. You nodded as you kept crying and sobbing into his shoulder. Slowly, you laid down on his bed, yelling and biting down on his pillow. The pain was too much. He gently laid you down on his chest and then wrapped you in his arms, rubbing your back to hopefully help you calm down.

"shhh.. I'm here.. I'm with you.. you don't have to go through this alone.."

He said, gently kissing your forehead and still stroking your back.. trying to comfort you in your time of grief. Even as you had passed out, tears slowly streamed down your cheeks one by one. You prayed he didn't die. You wished it was you. You didn't want to continue living without Eddie. Everyone knew that. Because you and Eddie had a strong bond. You loved each other more than anything. After making the sandwich, Steve walked back to the bedroom to lay the plate of food next to the bed for you.. he knew that the grief of losing Eddie might have made you unable to eat. He was just trying to help you in any way he could.

When he saw you crying in your sleep, his eyes got really wide with worry. It was breaking his heart seeing you cry in your sleep. Would the grief make you try killing yourself? He wondered as he knew you had been suicidal before. Would you have a relapse now that Eddie was gone? Eddie was the one who got you out of your suicidal state, after all. He started to shake you gently to try to wake you up.

"hey.. hey.. wake up.. your food's here.. you need to eat something.."

He said softly, trying to keep you from falling into that state again and possibly hurting yourself. "I-i don't w-want to eat.." you mumbled and pulled the blanket over your head as the endless tears came rushing back. He kept trying to talk to you, now concerned for your wellbeing.

"come on.. please eat something.. Eddie wouldn't have wanted you to go without food.. you know the way he was, he *always* wanted you healthy and happy.."

He said, rubbing your back. His words just made you cry even more as you remembered everything he had done for you. The nicknames. The songs he made just for you. The nights you spent cuddling when you slightly relapsed. That dorky smile whenever he saw you. In a moment of weakness, he started to cry as well.. remembering Eddie's love and everything that he did for the people around him.. it was painful to just sit there and think about how Eddie was gone.. and so unexpectedly as well.

"i-Its gonna be okay.. we just.. we just have to believe.. he's in a better place.. and I just know that he'll always be with us.. in our hearts and memories.."

"I swear.."

#steve harrington #eddie munson angst #steve harrington angst #Y/N angst #suicide #grief #heavy content #depressing shit #despression #made me cry #character death #comfort #best friend!steve #dead lover!eddie

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botnasty · 2 years

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Blue

Modern!Bucky Barnes X F!Reader

Summary: You’re feeling blue

Words: 815 words

Warnings: ANGST, talk of depression, a lot about depression, bucky being sweet and understanding.

Note: Was in my draft and decided to finished it today since I didn’t have work because of Covid. Also gonna post a Ari fic in a few days. I hope you enjoy this fic even if its just sad. Please look at the warning.

Not proofread

Main Masterlist

Marvel Masterlist

Instead of tags, I did a library:

@botnasty-library

Please DNI if you are under 18! This is an 18+ blog!

Also, please don’t steal my work, on any other platform, unless you have my authorisation

It was happening again. You were feeling in your bones. All that hard work for years, all for nothing. Just as you were finally blooming, a wave came crashing and destroying everything. All those meds, those therapy sessions.

It all felt meaningless because it still came back.

You depression.

Only this time you had Bucky, but something inside you didn’t want to tell you. A voice. That same little voice as before telling you to suck it up and deal with it yourself. to not disturb them with your problems.

To not be a burden.

So you kept it to yourself for days, days, weeks, months. Holding inside you all that you felt and placed a mask for the other so they couldn’t see. So they would still think you were yourself. Even in front of Bucky, but you had a feeling he was catching on. All those missed dates, those ignored texts, he surely knew something was wrong.

One day, as you were padding your feet onto your apartment's kitchen to make a cup of tea, the door opened with a loud bang and loud footsteps boomed onto the wooden floor. Your eyes widened as you held the cup closer to you, your other one opening the drawer the closest to you to find a ‘weapon’.

As the footstep grew closer so did your breath. You closed your eyes and held the weapon in front of you, waiting for whatever was supposed to happen. But then, when the footsteps stopped nothing happened. Slowly, you opened your eyes to see a pissed off Bucky leaned on the door to the kitchen, his metal finger playing with the spare keys you had given him and the other one crossed in front of his torso

“I don’t think a wooden spoon would do much damage, toots.” He said, his stare still very much hard. You turned around to focus back on your tea, not being able to endure his stare. It was making the voice go crazy with thoughts.

Was he mad at me?

Did he not liked you anymore?

Did he wanted to break up?

That last one made tears wheel in your eyes. “Do you know what today is, toots?” He said to you, you felt him get closer to you.

You shrugged, shivering a little when you felt his warm breath on the back of your neck. “I don’t know.”

You heard him scoff and his breath was gone. “Look at me, toots.” You didn’t. You couldn’t.

“Toots, please look at me.” He was begging now, a pang of guilt went through you, so you did as he asked. You turned around and looked at him with your teary eyes. “It was our anniversary today, baby. Our third anniversary.” he said, his voice breaking and shaking a little.

You were shaking. He was like that because of you. You made him like that. You were shaking so much you even had to put the cup down next to you. “What’s been happening to you, baby? You’ve never missed our anniversary…” He took a step closer and cradled your cheeks, his finger brushing the tears away. “Please don’t keep me in the dark. Tell what’s going on. I want to be there for you.”

You shook your head, that voice growing stronger. “I can’t. I just can’t.”

Bucky learned so he could into your eyes, his finger brushing your tears while the other stroking your hair. “You can. Share what you feel. Let me try to help you. You don’t have to do this alone.”

You slapped your hands on your face, covering your eyes as you sobbed. This was all you needed to hear. Everything you needed someone to say for the voice to go down a notch and let you finally say your truth.

“I haven’t been myself, Bucky. I feel sad all the time, I don’t wanna do anything no more, I just wanna lay down and let the world take me.” Your voice was muffled by your hand, but you knew Bucky still heard you.

“It’s back?” Is all he said and you nodded. “Okay, Toots. Here’s what we are gonna do. We are both going to change into our pajamas and go on the bed cuddle. Tomorrow we are gonna call in sick and I’ll take care of you okay.”

You nodded. “Thank you, Bucky.”

“I’m here for you, baby, and we will go at your own pace. You are gonna get through this. And I’ll be with you till the very end.”

With that, you crashed into Bucky, needing to feel his arm around you. When you heard him say I love you and reassuring words into your eyes, you smiled because you knew. You knew that you weren’t alone anymore. You knew that with his help and with the help of a therapist you would be okay someday.