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#i just struggle with gaslighting myself
mueritos · 8 months
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its my bday today so heres a new meet the artist :3
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chelsiegeorgia · 1 month
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Oh Super Sonic how I love thee
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boyghcst · 1 year
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​idk not being able to trust ur own memories thoughts and feelings and constantly second guessing everything u think and do is no way to live
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frobby · 26 days
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I hate that disabled people need to be diagnosed to ask for accomodation. Accomodation should be available to everyone not just groups that *Need* it because if something makes someones life easier it should be available to them whether or not some doctor says its okay.
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olivertwistrabbit · 7 months
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So I do this thing.
When I really like something (specific show or a music video or stuff like that ) and I want to info-dump about it, you know just to share my love and interest about that thing. I watch multiple reaction videos. I pick reactors from to thumbnail based on the least clickbait-y image because they seem like they'll probably truly enjoy that thing, and I can feel like I'm sharing it with a friend. Yes, I have friends to talk to about certain things that I like, but nobody really gets it or shares the need to kind of deep dive into that topic and talk about it with me for hours.
This is actually one of the main reasons I have this cup app (tumblr- tumbler- sounds like what my grandma calls cups glass cups specifically, I don't know if its something anyone has heard before i also think she called it that because of the sound it makes when it tumbles or because it would actually tumble)(glass cups tumble right? Like tumbleweed when they're knocked over? Or should it just be called rolling? Like it rolls away?) . I watch a show and my mutual are also probably watching the same show, so it's theories and breakdowns and deep analysis of this thing that I'm enjoying that is taking at least half of my brain space almost constantly, and we all just go through it together. And it still exists for me to go back to and re-experience for as long as I need or want to.
So, to the outside world and people around me, I am not obsessing over anything. I'm just going through my day like everyone else, and I get to enjoy what I want in a safe space.
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st-highwind · 14 days
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Ramble! That some might be able to relate to. It’s in the tags.
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weenhands · 1 year
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ok might start exiting that phase of Me severly doubting and gaslighting myself on being possibly autismal because yea when i go research mode it all adds up but even when im assessing myself carefully on DSMV criteria it gets to a point where it's like ash ...... please stop playing dumb this is rlly serious
#its like. all of the criteria. all of it. To a very confident degree#i fit it so perfectly#and sometimes im like OK BUT its normal (gaslighting myself) to have abnormal interests at times (gaslighting myelf😁)#and to just have it be your whole identity (gaslighting yourself! age 9 all you could think about was little big planet 24/7 with#no exaggeration whatsoever it impaired your school life and temporarily your relationship with your brother:) youd throw intense meltdowns#when mom and dad said go to bed after playing all day:) you refused to get up and pee when you really had to!#age 13 you would rewatch my little pony equestria girls every single day after coming back from school. age 14 you became a knowledge bank#for every single youtuber/micro influencer on instagram who you admired and spent intense amount of study and focus trying to copy to a tea#in order to mask. age 16 and you oftentimes explain your extensive knowledge to haircare as you yoursef probably able to deal with a wide#variety of hair textures and porosities and types because you spent an entire year learning about nothing else but haircair#and stayed up till 6am every night doing so. unable to stop.#age 18-19 you became so fixated on tarot the passage of time didnt exist. you almot forgot to eat for an entire 10 hours when you got your#first deck. if you were to pick up a deck at that time you wouldnt be able to stop yourself. age 20 your fixation on makeup is so strong#youve probably spent a total of 4k on makeup in the past year. you couldnt stop infodumping on both haircare for HOURS and on makeup#it is the only thing you want to talk about)#but no. its normal that EVERY SINGLE interest ive had ive had it to an abnormal extent#and its not just that. its the fact that i also have Other criteria.#my friend robin could hypothetically have interests to a weirder extent than me#but she doesnt struggle with friendships and conversations. it causes me severe distress with the way how i cant manage either#and its obvious on here too#the echolalia i have. the movements. the COUNTLESS fixations ive had since i was little (rubbing my mouth and humming whenever i heard#something uncomfortable so the vibrations would calm me down. always hating motorbikes. hating the sound of plates. bright lights.)#my teacher reporting i had poor motor skills but my parents going like chile anyways#and the way how ive always been embarrased throwing quote on quote tantrums at an age i wasnt supposed to anymore#which were basically meltdowns lol like its not nomal to feel like a danger to yourself when you're angry and want to punch mirrors when#ur makeup routine isnt going to plan#theres more but yewh hehshdhfjfj#just. i keep telling myself ok but Ash anyone can have this....YEAH BUT BITCH UR TICKING ALL THE BOXES!#also i made mistakes on saying fixation instead of stims and also listing my sensory issues#im just venting and 👍👍👍 yeah
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aheartfullofmilfs · 1 year
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first day on adhd meds. it’s something
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tripably · 21 days
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The way my own brain tries to sabotage my attempt at obtaining a healthier relationship with food is astonishingly irritating, mostly due to being so unbelievably illogical.
When my body started screaming about being ravenously hungry approximately two hours ago, my brain sent out an immediate, automated, unrepliable response along the lines of "No food necessary. You can't possibly be hungry, you've not even done anything today".
As if I haven't been up for, what, 11 hours, majority of which trying to internalize everything I possibly can regarding my new job, on just two cups of coffee and a small bowl of pasta. As if thinking and learning new things wouldn't require energy.
Or no, in fact, as if the task of having sustained the bodily functions of an actual real life person for the past 30 years including today couldn't possibly require more energy than whatever is in 100 grams of white pasta with trace amounts of feta cheese and olive oil, a couple of cherry tomatoes, and maybe a desilitre of oat milk.
As if I would somehow (how????) need to earn the right to, what, keep sustaining said bodily functions? In the eyes of whom, my own brain? Surely not that brain, the one that is in fact included in those bodily functions that apparently aren't significant enough to deserve to go on uninterrupted??
Like does this brilliant brain of mine seriously believe that starving myself is somehow an option that leads to a good outcome? Have we not seen enough logical proof against that? Have we not read enough articles about the ineffectiveness and dangers of diet culture?
And if reading about it really is not enough: have we not been doing that for the past 15 years with whatever is the the opposite of success? How fucking long do we have to keep repeating the same fucking behaviour before accepting the fact that it is not fucking working??????
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mysticdoodlez · 2 months
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mightstaywhoknows · 7 months
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Some how manage to make myself a cup of hot tea with honey.
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deadwolfpack · 9 months
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Wow wow wow everything is so unbelievably bad I've almost been put in dormancy like 5 times this summer. I wanna kill myself so bad I'm so absolutely exhausted trying to find reasons to live. Idk, maybe I'll stick around for Em's wedding so at the very least she'll have some good memories of me and won't have to live knowing her dead friend was supposed to be at her wedding. I genuinely cannot see myself surviving this Christmas bc I am always so fucking alone and I always relapse and drink for 2 weeks straight and think abt pills the whole time
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I've got to a point where I'm thinking I need to do self-care, pet-care, house-care stuff like wash my hair, do my nails, clean the kitchen, cook myself a warm meal etc and spend a lot of time ranting in my head why I need to do them like I have to be ready at any time to defend myself why I had to do that and didn't wrote on my thesis, or do the raport. I'm anxiously defending my needs to rest and do anything other than write, it's extra tiring and crazy unhealthy. The worst part is that no matter what I'd say if it comes up, one of my supervisors would dismiss me like so many times in the past cuz they're worksholic and grinding themselves in the ground so any excuse of mine pale by comparison.
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naes-dairy · 1 year
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I think the thing that affected me the most as a kid (and considering that I'm still a kid.. I think this sounds bad) is the fact that my parents wouldn't believe me whenever I cried.
I have to think about this.. I don't really want to specify anything like who or why, but...
since they were 'crocodile tears' and I wasn't pouring my eyes out I was obviously faking it.
It just hurt me so much.. and still hurts.
I think it's the reason why I get so scared when someone thinks I'm lying when I'm telling the truth. Mainly a close person too.
I just feel... I don't know. It just hurts so much and j don't know how to make it stop.
What's worse is that my behaviour is just self destructive so I end up proving everyone else right... I wish I could just do better.
be better.
but now, that's just wishful thinking..
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pizzapizzadickz · 2 years
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rhinequeen · 2 years
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#oh but you're still young#pls ignore#it really doesn't feel like muck of anything is worth it right now. why bother wgen everything is this much of a struggle and just trying#leaves md exhausted and in pain. and usually the effort doesn't even get me anywhere#there just one thing after another and nothing gets easier#i hate talking to therapists having to rehash decades of trauma every time I have to find a new one#plus my best friend is being turned against me by a gaslighting boyfriend that I can't do anything about#and ten years of friendship later I feel like it's all going to shit#my health is bad and not getting better#I'm exhausted all the time and can't even support myself#i have no choice but to mooch off my fiancee#and I love them. they support md more than I Qfeel like i deserve#but i feel helpless on my own#i just want one good night's sleep#one day where I don't feel like deflated ttash at the end#one night were i can just sleep and wake up feeling rested and okay#cause waking up every morning is a chore that isn't getting easier and i feel like I'm just spinning my wheels and hoping that something#else just does me in and saves me the trouble and mysery#cause god knows I can't do it myself#i can barely get up and walk to the store#whenever someone sees me using my crutches and says#i want to fucking kill them#i dont need a reminder that I'm not even the majority of the wau through my natural life#and the rest if what i have to look forward to is more of this#pain every day#no motivation to do thr things that used to make me happy and little ability to do those things#unless it's sitting at my computer all day#rotting and dying slowly but not getting any better#i take 2-3 hundred bucks of medication every month just for a body thats almost but not quite passing#and internals that are barely holding on and only getting worse when tyey do change
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