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#depression talk
tr85n · 5 months
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Yeeeaahhh it's that time of the year again where Treen apollogizes for not doing anything regarding answering questions with neato art or producing drawings in general. Depression has me in a chokehold as usual, so.. see y'alls in better times, hopefully.
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murderofcrow · 7 months
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this is a very hard topic for me... because, even though it's been several years now, i think i still haven't fully mentally recovered or fully accepted my attempt... but... as today is the last day of September, i just wanted to remind everyone that every month is suicide prevention month. please don't ever stop caring for each other. don't ever stop being a shoulder to cry and lean on for each other. please talk to each other. please never ignore the warning signs. please... don't end your lives.
i know how hard it is to see the light when it feels like you're stuck in a never ending pitch black tunnel. i know how hard it is to feel like you're about to be crushed from the weight that's been stacking up on your shoulders. hell, i still have those days but i am willing to hold on to hope that one day things will eventually be okay. i can't with certainty say that it will get better because honestly... there's no way of knowing but i am willing to try. and i hope you are able to try too. we can do it, i truly believe this!
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princelancey · 5 months
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10 years on but the trauma still hits like a gut punch 🤪
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DREAD'S KNIFE PROJECT
Knife I tried to kill myself with in 2020 came in the mail
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Turning it into an art project
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Will update as I make progress
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Hhhhmmmmmmg, these feel like pointed shorts, I’ve told my mom about my depression and she said “I have noticed that whenever your in a slump, it’s always with a smile on your face, you never realy let people know how badly your hurting until it bubbles up, then you sweep it off”
This realy helps me self-diagnose myself, I’m aware that I have depression, I’ve had it for about 2-3 years at this point, I started developing these symptoms around the time when the first Covid shut-down happened that was supposed to last 2 weeks, then it progressively got worse and worse until it developed into this monster that hung on my shoulders like a giant block and weighed me down like a blanket, it still does I just don’t think about it as much.
I also have extremely severe anxiety, it reguraly invades my life and bombards me like a hurricane, spinning my thoughts and turning myself against me, it regularly makes me question if my friends and family are just hurting me, it makes me sit out on activities I know I would enjoy in fear of.. something, I don’t know what yet
Sorry that this is a bit of a downer post, I usually do the sillies but I feel like this was Important for me to share to help you guys see more of myself, I trust you guys to not use this information against me :)
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hurkules · 2 months
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Does true love’s kiss cure despair?
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sakuraspell · 5 months
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Kinda funny how just a few days after I mentioned that RPing is the only thing keeping me alive I also lost some of the enjoyment I got from it asdfg
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renee561 · 6 months
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4 and 11!
4. A Communication of Looks
Ok you seem to be hitting all the s&s tonight lol.
This is just really a self indulgent fic about friends giving each other comfort across the trying assembly.
11. Back to the Beginning of the End
Ah. The controversial one. So I started writing this fic back in 2020/2021 after the hell year of 2020 where i lost 3 different people and my job. The only thing I could think to do was write. It's HP.
Minerva goes back to the end of Harry's first year to help him more then she did the first time. It's mainly told through her perspective where she almost tryst to deal with grief, a not yet war, and a putting together a puzzle she doesn't have all the information or pieces for.
It's very Mary sueish and over 100k already and I'm only into the beginning of year 2.
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tundrakatiebean · 10 months
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Got some progress done cleaning up one of my major depression messes to make room for a desk and a proper streaming/art area. I just did a small area to start out because I wasn’t sure how it was gonna affect me mentally but I’m doing ok. I unearthed some stuff that I’m glad to have found (my doc Martins, a Perler commission I got from a streamer years ago that needs some repair but I know how to do that, the shoes I was trying to find to pack to wear to my mom’s funeral, funny Christmas sweater, big jar of origami stars I made) and I’m not drowning in shame so far. I think I may actually be well enough to do this without backsliding now. The next step is going to be harder mentally but I think I can make it through as long as I’m gentle with myself. I’m finally cleaning up and taking down the rabbit cages. They both passed almost a decade ago now I think and every time I even thought about cleaning it before I’d have a breakdown. Of course there’s more stuff I just threw in there during the big bad because I couldn’t deal with it so it’s gonna be just a total pit of depression and shame to deal with. Just gotta care for the me that did that too. Remember she deserved kindness.
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soupedepates · 24 days
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Y'know
I am growing out my hair.
But not because I want long, flowy hair.
No no no.
Last time I cut my hair it was 2 months after a suicide attempt. Next time I cut my hair would be after a relapse, a new attempt at ending my life.
My hair growing is the symbol of my recovery.
So far it is shoulders length when straightened (I am curly hair), my goal is it to reach the bottom of my back <3
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recovering from the feeling of dying inside is genuinely one of the best experiences and rewards from walking myself out of a bout of depression.
It feels like a ball of joy blooming in the core of my body, or like pure light slowly spreading its way from the core of my chest.
Or is all of this an effect of the anti-depressants? ether way its a lovely feeling.
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tr85n · 1 year
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Stella gets a new wardrobe ;(
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murderofcrow · 8 months
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i think a lot about how i wish i knew of sleep token sooner but they actually have entered my life at the right time. at the end of last year i've been at an absolute low with depression again, i was completely burnt out and didn't see any perspective in life. while i still struggle daily, sleep token's music makes life more bearable for me. for a long time i haven't really been enjoying anything but sleep token brought back some of the joy i used to have. i've been emotionally closed off for so long and sleep token's music made me be more open and vulnerable again. i haven't been able to laugh or even smile without faking it for a while but listening to sleep token and watch their little stage antics brings a genuine smile to my face. these and many other small things are why this band became so important to me. indirectly they did save my life and i genuinely want to thank all of the vessels that they make music and give us so so much through their art. i still wish i knew of them sooner but i'm also glad that they came into my life when they did. ♡
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cassandthings · 7 months
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Very much in the headspace of why bother haha. A big part is work stress but if I could just hop in my car and take off right now I probably would.
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investingestincest · 1 year
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can depression like, enhance your horny meter ?
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themostfinalofpams · 2 years
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There is probably a normal way to get out of a depresssive funk and there is my way *aggressively working on a Sims 4 dating show for my channel and getting better at tarot reading*
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