like a shadow on the wall starting to feel hollow, wondering if they see you or just don’t want to look🎶
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Hey besties, ya girl is currently going through a bit of a menty b at the moment 😗 work is legitimately draining the life out of me (standardized testing season is the WORST) and I started looking for a new job (literally anyone hire me pls- I legit have applied to 50+ jobs at this point and have heard nothing but radio silence and rejection) and writing/being on here in general has really taken a backseat.
As much as it sucks, I probably won't be on here as much bc I am spending all my free time looking for jobs, and unfortunately, Javier Peña isn't planning on paying my bills any time in the future 🥴
I'm still planning on working on NTL or other things if inspiration (or time) strikes, but if you don't see me on here as much, just know I am fighting for my life trying to make it to the end of the school year and find a job that gets me out of teaching 😭
I also just hit 2k followers recently (wtf?!?!!) and it genuinely means SO much to me that y'all have been so sweet and kind to me and my stories. I don't think I have time to do a celebration, but I just wanna let you know I am so thankful for each and every one of you. Sending big hugs and smooches to all of you, I love you all so much 🥺💛
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How did my mind decide to celebrate disability pride month? Well what about overanalyzing everything I am doing/will be doing/have done, how wrong my body is (especially with how the fat just didn’t want to place itself the right places) and how little I matter to the world if not for what I can give others? I love my neurodivergent, gender dysphoric brain sometimes /s
Some snippets of what I just wrote since I am not comfortable with sharing all of it in fear of getting judged
Also I am not submitting this for sympathy. Actually I am not completely sure why I submit it? Maybe just because this is my blog and sometimes I just need to use it as a diary? Maybe somebody will see it and know they are not alone with these feelings? Maybe nobody sees it and I can delete this in the morning. But it is not for sympathy. You do not have to read or write anything to me. I am not trying to be petty for cloud. I am trying to share my experience of life. Thank you and good night.
“My mind is telling me I am a loss cause. That I will never be thin enough to get my top-surgery.
You are big and disgusting. You are a curious specimen. You are not built right. You are fat in all the wrong ways. You will never be seen as a man.
Don’t let the morning dehydration fool you - don’t get your hopes up when you push your elbows into your hips and hit the bone: it is all an illusion. You know it because you see it when looking in the mirror, when your hand grasp around your hips and is met with handfuls of lovehandle.
Why does boobies have to feel this icky and clammy and heavy and melty and just ... they are like rubber and rubber is not meant to be on your torso. Somebody glued bouncing balls to my chest and now they are melting in the sun. The synthetic material is being rejected by the skin on my body and so there’s no way around it: the boobs must get off - or get separated from the body somehow. Thank God for binders and sportsbras for being the protected filter between the chest and the rest.
Is writing this making me more dysphoric? Who knows? Maybe? Putting into words what I am feeling is a blessing and a curse.
Nothing people tell me these days is analyzed as fully positive in my mind - call me sensitive and I know it is code for being too whiny and awfully easy to tears. The killjoy at the party. Call me funny, kind, approachable, easy to talk to ect. and I know that is only because I am coping with the feeling of being alien that if I stop being something positive to others I will be left behind. Call me attractive and I know that is just the camera angle – that you don’t really see how misshapen I am irl. Call me talented and I know yet again this is all I am good for in the world - if I stop creating, I will be an empty shell of a person that only takes and are way too f*cked up to do anything useful.
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i know that bc i'm tired and hurting, what i'm feeling is amplified, but i just want y'all to know that i'm not trying to avoid talking to anyone ooc. i really wanted today to focus on messages and plots, if i'm honest! but there's certain things going on right now that are kinda taking everything out of me, and it's just so much easier to make a post and maybe reply to a comment -- even those i haven't been great about. but i promise it's not intentional, and more than likely, i'm excited to talk!! i also just feel very exhausted and funky mentally atm. reaching out or replying to messages seems so daunting when i feel like this.
if you're currently waiting on me, thank you for being patient with me, and i'm sorry to make you wait. these moments always pass, so this one will, too! but i'm sorry if it at all feels like i'm ignoring you in the meantime or like i'm hard to connect with.
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lately i’ve been opening my day counter app and looking at my clean streak a lot. it usually makes me feel a sense of accomplishment, and it motivates me to keep going out of a desire not to disappoint all the versions of myself from all the times in the past four years i’ve been tempted to relapse. right now, it makes me feel like a trapped animal.
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Why are ALL the warframe askblogs last updates on 2020
// cant speak for the others (although most of the ones i know of and interacted with on here are run by a handful of us who are pals tbqh. the more you know!) but a LOT of shit happened to me irl, some good, some terrible, and in the chaos i simply forgot lol . the main deciding factor is that i finally quit the horrible retail job i hated that was making my life miserable, which is fantastic, but i actually wrote most if not all of my posts on the clock so once that was done with i suddenly had a lot less writing time because my current career is actually one that i enjoy and have an interest in remaining at. i also just had a bit of a mental break and cant really do angst like i used to anymore, it stresses me out too damn much and fucks with my head, and sadly all the blogs i was running and threads we had going were driven primarily by angst. so i had to put them out to pasture for a bit. theyre on a nice big farm now. plenty of room to run around and play.
i may circle back around, i may not. im having a bit of a health crisis at the moment so everything is up in the air indefinitely rn. if its meant to be its meant to be or whatever i guess
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r u guys not miserable all the time. lol
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anger management gotta be the most underrated skill because i don't have it and boy is it not fun
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