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doffyflamingo · 8 months
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Miss you..
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pseudonemisis · 3 months
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Love how in some awful twist of fate I feel equally broken for not wanting sex and for wanting a partner. Like, it feels strangely pathetic for me to crave affection and even worse that I refuse to pay for it in the way society usually deems necessary
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theocddiaries · 8 months
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Living with ocd is basically living your days without knowing which new or old obsession your brain is going to choose to ruin a good streak that felt too long to be true.
Living with ocd is basically talking in a foreign language that no one understands and is always misinterpreted for those who have claimed to know me better than myself and suffer because of my condition more than myself.
In my case, living with ocd is to suffer in silence, because there could be no one that could be struggling harder than my ''mother'', for calling her something. For her, it's always a battle and competition for the attention. And I'm sick of hiding my suffering and still feeling so guilty about having ocd, of not being able to overcome it overnight because, according to my ''''mother''' I'm not putting enough effort to get better, unlike her.
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astbitesthedust · 7 months
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It’s done, we haven’t spoken in months but I finally said my last goodbye to the best friend I have ever had and probably ever will have, after I made a mistake big enough to end a nearly decade long friendship I’ve thought about them every night and every day since, I hope sending that message which I know they will never read is enough to let me move on, thank you rose, and I’m sorry, and I hope you’re okay, and goodbye
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ramblesbiab · 13 days
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I think one of the scariest feelings for me is staring at an assignment I’ve barely started and feeling a creeping voice in the back of my head quietly telling me that I should probably consider various types of medication that have been offered to me, primarily depression, anxiety, and ADHD. I’m so scared of the idea of being dependent on even more things, because I already feel anxious having to take estrogen and t-blockers due to it making me feel like I’m not a real woman, so adding even more, especially because depression ones might cause me to gain weight, my largest overwhelming insecurity, seems terrifying. Maybe I just need to be actually, fully honest with my therapist about how I feel on a daily basis and see if that changes the recommendation from light to stronger.
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bettygemma · 4 months
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Long time mutuals might recall the occasional post about our beloved cat, who we adopted after a 'failed cat sitting arrangement' (we kept her).
She has been battling cancer for a number of years and we decided on Saturday that it was time to let her go.
Rip fluffy girl we miss you so much.
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myvisionsblurryhelp · 2 years
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i miss technoblade. more than i thought i would. it's been over a month and no matter how much i try to not think about him for a while, i just keep remembering. i've cried well over 10 times now. he was my everything. and now he's gone. i'll never get to watch a new upload. i'll never be able to meet him. i'll never be able to tell him how much he means to me. idk why i'm still so sad about this, it should've gotten easier by now, right? he didn't deserve to die like that. his family and friends didn't deserve that. it's so unfair. to take away such a young kind life. i really truly believed he would make it. i mean, my mom beat cancer, so why couldn't he? and yet he stayed positive and humble. he didn't wanna worry us. his fans. who he loved dearly, even though he didn't know us. i don't know when it will get easier. but i hope it's soon. i can't keep doing this. i wish i could've met him. gave him the biggest hug. told him he was the greatest person ever. gave him some gifts, just to see him smile. we've never seen him smile. we never got to match his voice to his face. it's been a while since he last spoke in front of a camera. 7 years. i know i'm rambling but i just miss him so much. i want to tell him he was so loved. and i don't have any of his merch for comfort. i don't have anything for comfort. except for his videos. that i've rewatched a million times. i need him back. i had a dream that he was still alive. and i want that feeling of having him back, back. i miss you, technoblade. i hope you know i'll never forget you.
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plavigmaz · 2 years
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Could anyone give me a hug? I've been feeling down...
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personinthepalace · 2 years
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I have a feeling that mbs disney season 2 isn't going to start off with reynie going to kate's farm and that honestly makes me so sad
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caught-in-time · 2 years
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Never noticed how well this song fits with tc sadness; Welcome to everything you’ve ever wanted, now say goodbye :[
This song sounds like the way it feels to have beautiful memories slipping further and further away into the past, all out of your control.
“You’re the thoughts that can’t be tamed, and I’m trying to be sane”
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terra-dira · 2 years
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today is my 23rd birthday and i feel probably the most sad that i’ve ever felt on any birthday so far. i’m not sad at the reality of aging… in fact, i think aging is a privilege, especially given the horrors of our world today.
i guess i just feel more alone than i ever have. i don’t really have too many friends at this point (which is my fault since i haven’t found a way or even really attempted to manage my anxiety). the two friends i am close to probably don’t even remember that it is my birthday, which is fair i guess.
i just find so little value in my life right now. my own insecurities and negative view of myself coupled with anxiety have made it to where i cannot connect with anyone. i want to be able to find my people and to feel like i belong in this world, and right now my life is the opposite of that. i feel like i could disappear today and it wouldn’t mean much to anyone.
i don’t know how to get past any of this. my life feels like it’s nearly over, or might as well be, even though i’m still in my early 20s.
i hope more than anything that this feeling eases one day and that i can find where i belong/a group of people that i fit in with. i want to at least feel some purpose for waking up each day.
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camilleflyingrotten · 1 month
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theocddiaries · 9 months
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The battle not to do a compulsion is so ineffable... The anxiety is horrible, the embarrassment when you do it is so big. It's like: I did it, I can breathe now.... But at the same time you can't because you feel so guilty that you did it.
I want to be kind to myself, but I see myself so weak for giving in.
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gothic-goon · 3 months
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I feel like I'm always lusted after and never loved... When is it going to be my turn?
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isnt-delicate · 9 months
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We're you obsessed with "Change," "The Climb," and "Long Live" as a child or did your family love you?
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p0sitivez0mbie · 10 months
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I really want the courage to kill myself
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