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#amxiety memes
dinopepitah · 1 year
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I remembered this thing of artfight. Its a Pib
(Pibs by @/wonszuart)
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thisismecopinglol · 4 years
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my body: *works hard to keep me alive*
me: *develops a self destructive tendancy and unhealthy coping mechanisms*
my body:
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11fflower11 · 3 years
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80swonderqueen · 5 years
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Lol I'm so anxiuus my entire boddy Is trembling unconttrollablg and I can barely type htis and mg ribs hurt and my phone fell put of my hand twice
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frog-mints-united · 4 years
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Anxiety be like
Me: I have nothing to do today, I can be chill and take time for myself.
Me: yeah what is that something
Anxiety: but we do have something to do
Me: what is it?
Anxiety: have something to do
Me: .... k.
Anxiety: ye
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lavideenrose · 6 years
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whyamisomiserable · 7 years
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“Whats wrong babe?”
‘Im depressed. Im anxious. Im anxious about my depression. I desire more attention than the average person, I need commitment and mutual desire. I know its nuts. I know its crazy and clingy and overly attached and it drives you insane, belive me it makes me more insane. The littlest thing can drill into my mind that im not important, the smallest bail reminds me im irrelevant, the shortest time being left alone where I should find my independence like everyone else leaves me torn up with fear of what im capable of doing when im left alone with my thoughts, nothing silencing them, nothing pausing them, nothing baracading them for now. They work together; depression and anxiety. I am sad I am alone I need attention I need help I need help I need help somebody help just destract me please, depression tells me no one will, anxiety tells me that I shouldnt ask, or maybe I should, but if I do I will be rejected. Rejected. Rejected. R e j e c t e d . In the simplest of forms. Depression tells me, they’re sleeping? Rejected. They’re busy? Rejected. They have a life outside you and are socialising (you know that thing humans do) ? Rejected. Feel worse about this. Reject yourself the chance. Be bitter. Hold it in. Make them feel bad. Turn into someone they don’t want to talk to. Turn your needy desire into harsh, blunt 1-2 word answers. Why? Because you want their attention. Does it make sense? Of course not. But it’s too late. Cut your own nose of in spite of your face. Anxiety says maybe they’ll see through this hard exterior and tend to you as you need, but most likely it will push you away from them. Do not beg. Do not whine. Do not pester. Youve seen the memes about overly attached girlfriends, youve seen how people hate that. Let him do his own thing, you don’t own him. He doesn’t owe you or your depression anything. There was no contract at the beginning saying he gets custody of both me and my mental health. Finally depression musters up the courage to tell me to leave it be. It isnt worth all the scary predictions amxiety tells me about, in my silence he is oblivious and he can enjoy his day.’
“Nothing I’m just really bored” – //please take my final soft hint and do something, anything, the tiniest thing to destract me.//
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