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fuck today actually
I don’t know how to deal with death. With grief. I don’t know.
I found out today that an old friend of mine died. She was younger than me. I watched her grow up. Our families are very close but she and I haven’t talked in a while. She was a couple of days away from graduating with her masters degree. It’s devastating hearing how the family found out/dealt with it.
She was so young. I don’t know. I’ve cried so much because I can still remember her voice and she had so much ahead of her. I’ve wanted to throw up. I feel like I just got punched in the face. Life is so short. But it makes me more scared. It doesn’t make me want to live my life with no worries. It’s making me want to protect everyone I love and worry even more and I get so angry at the thought that I can’t control anything.
Am I overreacting? I feel so weak. I haven’t even seen her in a year or two and I don’t know if I even have the right to react so strongly?
Fuck.
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so i was asked yesterday AGAIN if i'd transfer to another location
because they decided to put a store in fucking amish 'country' and can't get anyone to work at this location because again literally in the middle of fucking no where no pay raise or anything and my boss messaged me yesterday saying "id really consider it because i have to start cracking down and they're sending someone else in here" which okay if you've got to start cracking down (about time btw) why aren't you getting rid of the 3 people u have that don't do shit?? anyway i told my ex coworker about it she left us in february her fault btw but more power to her at this point and she said theyre hiring especially nights and weekends so i told her i'd be in tonight to fill in an application it's a $6 pay loss but it's still closer than the store where i'm at wants to send me to so she told her boss and her boss's boss that i was coming in to fill out an application and she said they were super happy about that so anyway i went in and filled it out so wish me luck
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TW: self harm
It’s so fucking embarrassing to have an addictive personality that manifests in less common addictions. Like how tf am I supposed to just casually explain to someone that I’m fighting the urge to relapse against harming myself??
How do you even begin to talk about how you were addicted to cutting and now when things get really bad—despite the fact it’s been around 8 years since I’ve last done it— that urge, that feeling comes back. It’s like my skin is buzzing and something needs OUT. It’s a release from all the adrenaline and trauma that my nervous system/body constantly stores. I hate it I hate it I hate it I hate it I HATE IT. I just don’t wanna feel this way anymore. I’m tired of it. I’m so sad and tired and just want something to make it feel better. I wanna cut. I wanna cut. I wanna cut. I wanna cut. I wanna cut. I wanna cut. I wanna cut. I wanna cut. I wanna cut. I WANT TO CUT!!!!
I’m not gonna do it. I’m not gonna do it. I’m not gonna do it. IM NOT GOING TO DO IT. IT’S NOT WORTH IT—IT DOESNT FIX ANYTHING AND JUST MAKES ME MORE SAD AND ASHAMED FEELING AND I DONT WANT MORE SCARS.
I’m stronger than the impulse/urge/addiction. I am worth recovery and self love. This too shall pass. This too shall pass. This too shall pass.
Ughhhhhhhhhhhh >_<
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You ever just feel gross about yourself? Like you’re just uncomfortable in your body and the way it looks and moves and feels? I don’t know, I just don’t feel good today.
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Lads, I thought I was in a real fanfic scenario and I'm obviously not 😓. I know I haven't been very active, and this isn't the content yall signed up for but, I've been living life during the hiatus. I'm friends with someone that I had a crush on who then offered to kiss me and cuddled me and totally took it back the next time we talked . Which, btw, is fine because we are still friends but now I'm even more touch starved and love-lorn to the point of going through the process of making tinder and then right before finishing my account realized it was stupid. I'm in the middle of nowhere where im related to half the population with no car and with my job being what it is there is no way I want to be on any dating apps. Also, I'm not really a dating app person, I fall in love in a weird way and I thought that was happening and it was not, at least not on his end. How do you do love? How do you do life?? I'm really hoping the new 911 season will bring me out of my funk🤞
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gonna bang my head against the wall i hate college and the struggle of being the daughter of immigrant parents who cant really help bc they’ve never been to college in america and theyre just as in the dark as you are and AJXJJSJAKSK im gonna scream
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