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x-itzzzzzz-x · 3 months
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i am so truly sick of life i hate feeling this way i just want to be normal i just want to be happy
i can’t take this anymore
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mochiwrites · 2 months
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blegh
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channelworldbluez · 14 days
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How can you see someone clearly asking for help and ignore them?
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aceofstars16 · 3 months
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I’m not even sure how to phrase stuff, but mentally, spirituality, and emotionally (and physically if you count cold sores and being tired) I’m just…not doing great. I don’t really want to get out of bed in the morning, things I know I should be excited for, it’s hard to feel happy about. I’m just tired of being pushed down again and again, and I don’t have the care or energy to fight.
It started with church stuff, and that is the main reason I’m not really doing great again, but it was getting hard to motivate myself even before then, and now it just feels all pointless and I’m tired.
I don’t even know what to ask for prayer for because I feel so empty, but yeah, prayers appreciated I guess 🫠
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ghoulfr13nd · 9 months
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immmm really. not great rn
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officialbabayaga · 1 month
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cramps so bad that i’m literally just laying here groaning in pain
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babyfairy · 7 months
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my blog currently just alternating between bg3 posting and being openly Sue Of Side All is a little funny truthfully
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heartbreakfeelsogood · 2 months
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i’ll be going through the motions and then boom
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anxiety.
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mars-ipan · 2 months
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ohh i have good friends
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devoutjunk · 4 months
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I can’t tell why I’m freaking out but I can’t stop. The reaction feels totally disproportionate/disconnected to what triggered it which like, duh, that’s anxiety, I guess but in some ways it’s a little easier when there’s something specific I’m anxious about even if it still feels awful. I hate this nebulous, ambient sense of SOMETHING WRONG with nothing to tie it to, no way to talk myself down from the ledge or reason myself out of it
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x-itzzzzzz-x · 3 months
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i keep trying to give myself reasons to keep going but i just can’t take it
nothing changes and nothing makes me happy
i’m so tired i just want everything to stop
i just want to be normal and be happy but i’m not , no matter how hard i try i’m still just me at the end of the day and nothings going to change who i am and where i’m gonna inevitably end up
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deathxproof-archive · 8 months
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I just need you guys to hear about my past 36 hours:
— my partner got a concussion at like 11 PM at night
— I officially stepped down as a manager at work for my mental health the next morning
— I got a call at work that day because my partner got fired without any notice, real explanation, or warning (VIA A FUCKING EMAIL)(they still haven’t heard a fucking word from their ex-bosses)
— I end the day telling my boss I’d like to stay as a manager if possible
— We go through everything the next day after unemployment and realize we have a serious case for wrongful termination
— I get hit with a big fucking unexpected bill which isn’t make or break but I am still fucking pissed about that too
— Another employee quits my partner’s ex-store and we’re all officially good friends and not just good-friends-plus-coworkers
— We realize that there is some FUCKSHIT going on with this company
— I set up a legal consultation for. So many things.
— Today we realize that a lot of the town is already lowkey aware of the fuckshit and we’re not crazy
— Also job hunting is a thing for everyone in our apartment now
— And now we suppose it can only go up from here
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un-pearable · 1 year
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anyone got exec dysfunction hacks this assignment is stupid long and my usual strats have run out
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eorzeanflowers · 6 months
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apologies for the lack of original content. it’s been a rough few weeks since my boss is laid up with shoulder surgery recovery and I’m doing the job of two people on my own
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in reality and from experience i know that getting invited to go drinking or dancing or partying would not be more enjoyable for me because ultimately i am trapped in this reality that i’m too much of a loser to be invited out and then on the very rare occasion i do (usually a birthday or milestone celebration in a group) i don’t have any fun because i am. still a loser on the outs (recently a friend told me she forgot i was even at a mutual friend of ours’ grad dinner/drinks and we ubered there and back together…we met at her house before…) and also eyem ugly so now i avoid even these rare occurrences because i know how they go but also going out is how you meet people especially romantically speaking but AGAIN there is no reason for me to be upset about that because that kind of thing does not happen for me platonically and DAMN SURE not romantically because again EYEM ugly but also there is some sort of deep repulsiveness within me that seemingly everyone including family can pick up on. so at the end of the day i guess it all cancels out. so WHY am i still sad about it then!
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milo-is-rambling · 10 months
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I am so high I love you dabs I love you big bong rips I love you huge heavy bong I love you only having 20 dollars to my name and no plans but getting high and ignoring it I love you oh no I’m thinking about it
#I want to take an ice cold shower and scream and smoke a whole pack of cigarettes and lock myself in a closet for 72 hours in the dark with#no distractions to figure out what I actually want to do with the rest of my life and to face every bad thought I have and struggle to#ignore even years later like ugh I just need to be at the bottom of the ocean floating sinking alive dead in between for like a month and#then pull me back up and either I’ll be normal or I’ll be so fucked up they just put me back in there#like either way I am vibing at the bottom of the ocean (I have been desperately imaging a sensory deprivation tank all day)#(put me in a fucking sensory deprivation tank until something in my fucking brain rewires and I get worse or better than I am now this#inbetween stage is fucking killing me like what do you mean I’m not a horrible person but also what do you mean I struggle every day but I’m#normal but I have things about me other people don’t and alienate me to the point of near total isolation but also this is just how humans#are and I need to take meds and actively struggle to fit into a perfect little box of what a person should be like god damn I am so tired of#getting better and worse and better and worse and better and worse and better and worse and I’m miserable and I’m happy and I’m sobbing and#I know a month from now I’ll be depressed again or I’ll be the best I’ve ever been and it’s so fucking horrible to be in the middle stage#where I actually have to step up and admit shit is wrong and face it like why can’t I just lay in bed forever until I become the bed and not#like get a job and have a future. ugh. depression is so fucked esp bc most things in my life are normal I guess or like easier than my#friends like we all have seperate challenges but I’m the only one still living off their parents (ha. parent. forgot for a second.) and the#only thing wrong with my life is the mental health issues but I won’t step up and deal with it bc I feel like I’ve been depressed for so#long I like fucked up the foundational shit and like I know it’s fine but also I feel so behind and I feel like I’ll be behind and unhappy#forever even when im happy I know the next depressive episode is right around the corner and I give up again. ugh. I hate knowing that’s#what’s wrong with me but still not having the energy to step up and fix it. im so pathetic I want to cry. my brain is me but my brain is#destroying my life. anyways. im high and now im sad and have dry mouth. I think im gonna drink ice water and change into shorts+lay in bed)
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