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#romanticizing mental illness
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Okay so if we're being real, I am definitely guilty of romanticizing my trauma, but like. What else am I supposed to do with it? Without a story, without a beautiful tragedy, without feeling poetic about the pain, it's just. You know. Pain. Horrible, unending pain that doesn't make any sense.
Like I really wanna just be a mysterious character with a tragic backstory. It sounds so much cooler than the reality of being me.
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flibbertiigibbet · 1 year
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Tiktok becoming old tumblr 2.0 is kinda sad
The amounts of teens once again publicly romanticizing their EDs, SH and mental illnesses in general is so dangerous and sad, almost infuriating tbh because not only does it affect them, it affects younger kids on the app and other teens that doesn't feel like they're "sick enough" to purposely make themselves worse
Tiktok is insanely anti-recovery and I despise "mental illness" tiktok because of it
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unravelingwires · 6 months
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Sutures and Flower Petals
I’ve fallen in love with the lines on my hands. I’m enamored with the way they spill and twist, wrapping around my wrists and curling into my palms.
The love, that’s easy. I’ve never had a reason not to love. It’s the caring that matters, but that part’s—tricky.
The lines on my hands aren’t bends, they’re seams. It’s a rare piece of clothing that’s made from one piece. There’s this idea that tears come from outside sources and are held by the lucky few. There’s this idea…
My mother’s best work isn’t made from nails and hair. She can craft with them, but doesn’t love them enough to focus. Her early lessons were all of stolen time and smudged graphite. Of the hair, the nails, chapstick and clips and bright, incongruous colors, my mother’s first lesson was how to sew. She wanted to be a surgeon, once. It’s easy to imagine her with a scalpel, a needle, her hair pinned up and blood on her gloved hands.
Sometimes, when I breathe, I can feel something blooming inside of me. It wraps around my ribs, my lungs, presses against my skin. The seams stretch and widen, but they don’t snap, not anymore. Not yet. They’re brilliant, gaping and straining, criss-crossed with bright thread—yellow and purple, for my sister, white and gold, for my mother, brown and green, for me. I don’t paint over the seams, like you’re supposed to: hair and nails, it’s all exhausting. I know the rules, but what’s the point?
Isn’t it lovely? People are not clay or skin or broken glass. We may not be molded, but we can embroider. We can break and remake. Isn’t it lovely, that we may sew and sew and snap?
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WHY DO PEOPLE FUCKING ROMANTICIZE MENTAL ILLNESS
IT IS NOT FUN. IT IS NOT QUIRKY. IT IS NOT FUNNY.
im not talking about making jokes about mental illness, i do that all the time, so as long it's not triggering anyone
i'm talking about all the people who are saying that being mentally ill is 'so quirky' and 'not like other people'
mental illness fucking sucks. it is not fun. i would do so much to make it stop. do not invalidate everyone's experience
edit: i'm specifically talking about neurotypical people who romanticize mental illness
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mcclellancholy · 2 years
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I don’t understand the concept of romanticizing mental illness. having a tornado of obsessive and intrusive thoughts about suicide, adoption trauma, not being good enough, and wanting to slam my head through a wall FUCKING SUCKS. like, it’s literally taking everything in me rn to not kill myself but y’all can go ahead and make mental illness look rly beautiful and desirable, whatever.
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healingwgabs · 6 months
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saw a video where a girl said "Romanticizing mental illness is evil" and although she didn't really go into further detail about what she meant, I do have to agree, something in me resonated. more on this later, will explore this discomfort i feel...these gut alarms?? R usually insightful and right?
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will-pilled · 8 months
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Maybe I'm not introverted, maybe I want community, gossiping over a glass of wine, coffee shop dates, dying in some club's dirty bathroom, knowing half a city and saying hello to my favourite restaurant waiter; maybe I got too badly burned too young, just got too scared, settled for living in numbing comfort
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rosariumpartone · 1 year
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quote from Pan’s Flute ⚜︎
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having adhd (or just generally being forgetful) is so fucking frustrating because you’ll lose something you literally just had in your hand and then proceed to go on a 45 minute quest to find said lost thing. meanwhile, you’re both the detective and the suspect, just trying to follow clues and patterns that make no sense. i’ll lose something, then grab my brain by the collar and go, “where tf is my charger. u just had it”. and my brain will just be like:
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chloe-creating · 21 days
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“I grew up with books that almost made me wish I had cystic fibrosis, cancer, depression […] I wish I felt the slightest bit romantic or loveable now that I’m sick.”
- @UnthinkableThingsNovel
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Lisa Frankenstien is to me what Jennifer's Body was to millennials what Heathers was to Gen X and I think there's something sacred about that.
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i’m insane but in the sexy way
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aesthetic-otd · 6 months
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Today's aesthetic is lobotomy chic
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xbuster · 6 months
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“You’re telling me that your mental illness makes you think and act in ways normal people wouldn’t???? 🤯🤯🤯🤯”
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sappy-sabbath · 21 days
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as a society can we stop making mental illness/neurodivergency trendy and romanticized. i know more mf who faked claim than ppl who actually had the condition. at the end it just makes the people who are diagnosed with the condition the butt of the joke or look disingenuous.
ALSO IF I MAY be real for a sec!!! it’s because of the “destigmatizing XYZ 🥺” tiktoks and self diagnosing that make this happen, i know they are good intent and not all people have resources but its one thing to be concerned about your mental health and another to claim to have a disorder that you haven’t been diagnosed with!
autism, ADHD, schizophrenia, BPD, bipolar disorder, psychosis, OCD have all became quirks than serious debilitating condition and as someone with ADHD and psychotic depression IM SICK OF ITTTT, it’s different with things like depression and anxiety bc you experience that at least once in your life but it’s getting out of hand
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