#tw bad mental health

[dogbound1128]

Do yall think spending so much time with the Present Family made Casey realize how much of kids they were at the start of the apocalypse and it made him feel bad for being born when they were so young and scared

#:) #tw bad mental health #tw mental health #tw mental illness #tw psychological fuck #tw birth #tw baby #casey jr rottmnt

[stahp-right-there-peasant]

MePhone4: Hello, my name is Failure, and you're watching my life crumble into pieces.

MePhone4: *waves his finger and sings like he’s in a Disney Channel intro*

#ii #inanimate insanity #incorrect quotes #incorrect inanimate insanity #ii mephone4 #ii mephone #mephone #mephone4 #tw failure #tw bad mental health #tw implied trauma #tw implied depression #mephone no- #he has trauma #he has ✨depression✨ and ✨ptsd✨ #stop repressing your issues mephone >:( #it’s not healthy (or working) #this just how he acts in season 3 #the playing it off as a joke too #source: ? #source: probably tumblr

[waterdeers]

vent vent

#tw i dont even know anymor #tw bad mental health #fuck absolutely fucked #i feel sonfrustrated about not being able to sleep that i cant tell if im crying or laughing right now #everything is fucked #and it just feels worse now that i havent had any sleep and my sleep pattern is SO BAD #and the fuckeign restless leg sybdrome and the stress and the mourning and the ed and FUXK

[wrecker-and-lula]

Wrecker’s incident continuation.

Warnings: bad talking, brain injuries. Depression, bad thoughts. Its implied the depression but heavily.

Wrecker sighs sitting with Lula in his lap. He wasn’t feeling the greatest right now. His head was still throbbing with pain and his thoughts were hazy. He wasn’t suppose to be sitting up yet but he was getting so tired of laying down. He knows his brothers will be upset if they were to see him like this but they would be sad anyways.

It had been several months sinds the accident that left him scared and in pain. His left eye made his vision blurry and it had been hard to focus making his headaches even worse. He was tired of the pain. He was tired of being in the medbay. He just wanted to go home and see his brothers. He just wants to lay in his bunk talk about their missions. How just a few seconds could change his life for good. He had heard the docs talking. He had heard them saying he could never reach the same levels of brain function as he had. It would leave him grasping for memories he didn’t had, for things he didn’t know. He wanted to show them wrong but he couldn’t.

Wrecker wasn’t stupid by any means but he knows things will be harder for him now. It would take him more to do less. He just wanted to protect his brothers. He wanted to keep them safe. He doesn’t know how to feel. He is alive and he should be thankful for that but his life will change so much. Even after months he still couldn’t leave this medbay. His brothers tell him it’s okay, that they got this. But he still feels like he is letting them down.

Wrecker looks down at Lula gently playing with her ears. “I don’t feel so good Lula. Maybe the docs are right. Maybe I will never be able to go out again. I’m just a waist of space now. My brothers deserve better, I should have seen it was a faulty grenade from the start. I brought them in danger by not knowing it. Who knew I could be even less valuable then before. All I’m good at is breaking stuff and apparently my own brain is part of that.” Wrecker sighs with tears in his eyes. “Maybe I should just tell them to replace me by now. It might be better for them if they do.” He hugs Lula close crying softly as the pain in his heart is let out. His fears and anxieties dancing around in his throbbing head. He was getting overwhelmed and stressed making his heart monitor spike. The medics come out and push him to lay down telling him how stupid he was for sitting up. And all Wrecker felt was numb. He was stupid wasn’t he? How could he mess up this badly? He was an idiot. He should have done better.

He gets injected with something he can feel the pain of the needle. He has no time to stress out over the needle as his brain grows more and more hazy before he passes out. This is a pattern that happens a few more times during his recovery and what never truly goes away. These thoughts stay in his head while he back with his family. He can see their pain when he doesn’t do things like he used to do them. He can see the pain as he eats something he used to hate. This Wrecker is a stranger to his brothers and he knows that. Yet a part of him sees their love is still there, that part sees the smiles and feels the hugs. He feels like a stranger yet he also feels at home. His mind would forever be against him but maybe his brothers won’t be.

#the bad batch #wrecker #bad batch #wrecker bad batch #my writing #tw depressing thoughts #tw bad mental health

[mellomadness]

ranting about my mental health under the cut

you know it's really frustrating learning more and more about adhd as a person who has it, because everything that i feel can be explained away by the fact that i simply have an emotional regulation disorder, and it's so fucking invalidating at the same time. how do i know the feelings i'm feeling are mine and that the intensity i feel them at is actually me and not my dumb brain not knowing or being able to efficiently figure out how to juggle normal functionality on top of the things i am actively feeling??? and on top of that, it's even more frustrating knowing the reason i'm feeling frustrated is because my brain cannot fucking function properly, and it's getting frustrated that i'm getting frustrated, and all in all it's just so fucking awful living with this i don't even know who i am anymore

#yes i'm working on getting a therapist #but do you know how hard it is to do that when i'm literally facing an eternal existential crisis over how much of me is actually me #and how much of me is just my brain being fucked up #also the idea that a large portion of my personality is literally something chemically and fundamentally wrong with my brain is #well. as you can imagine #IT'S NOT FUCKING GREAT #IT'S NOT FUN #i'm. not okay. #but it's fine whatever who cares #MelloMoans #tw bad mental health #adhd post

[marco--the--phoenix]

Sometimes I legit think people are only pretending to like me so they don't feel like they'll be the last straw.

#depression #tw bad mental health

[sunchaserwings]

TW for depression and other things

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I hate my brain right now, it's telling me to just remove everything I enjoy consuming or talking about from my daily life and become an agreeable, affable mirror that just listens to everyone and never brings up things that could even remotely cause any annoyance or anger or hurt feelings.

I don't want to hurt my friends, I really don't but it feels like I keep fucking up and so I should just stay quiet and not be me. Currently crying silently while I talk to my roommate who can't see me.

I know these thoughts are untrue and I shouldn't listen but I can't at the moment I hate it.

#tw depression #tw bad mental health #tw anxiety #tw vent #tw rsd #tw rejection sensitivity dysphoria #tw mental health

[crstlchrsnthms]

just had like a mini 4nx13ty attack about school even though i literally only have 2 assignments on and $hd for the second time today 🥴🥴🥴 im doing really well i love school 👍👍👍👍/s

#tw vent #tw bad mental health #tw sh vent #tw sh related

[whynotworms]

Theres always a moment when everything bursts out and the desire for self destruction stops hiding. The illusion of control that being the one who brings my own downfall is immensely comforting

#tw bad mental health #mental health #tw self destruction #self destructive behavior

[stahp-right-there-peasant]

MePhone4: So, apparently, the 'bad vibes' I’ve been feeling are actually severe psychological distress… but I’m sure it’ll be fineeeee

#incorrect quotes #incorrect inanimate insanity #mephone #mephone4 #ii mephone4 #ii mephone #mephone no- #this man needs help #he has trauma #he has ✨depression✨ and ✨ptsd✨ #get this phone a therapist asap #stop repressing your issues mephone >:( #it’s not healthy (or working) #tw bad mental health #tw psychological distress #tw repression #tw bad coping #tw bad coping mechanisms #tw implied trauma #tw implied ptsd #source: ? #inanimate insanity

[starisenby]

VENT BELOW THE CUT

So uh yeah it really started around 5 I'd say but I doubt he actually was intentionally being bad but he'd actively wake me and my sister up at like 3 maybe 4 am and I was in kindergarten at the time and my sister is a year and a half older then me so she was in 1st or 2nd grade, now it was bad and he genuinely was trying to be nice but it took a turn for the worst when I was around I'd say 9 when this motherfucker CHEATED ON MY MOM WHO ONLY EVER DID HER BEST AND HAS BEEN THE BEST MOM I COULD ASK FOR WITH A COWORKER OF HIS, and she (my mom) found out about this and they argued and got divorced with split custody which fine but the worst part is that they'd argue at 2, 3 maybe 4 am. And so a little while afterwards he got a new girlfriend guess who it fucking was....

THE GIRL HE CHEATED ON MY MOM WITH. Now she's genuinely a great step-mom but still dude... things only got worse from there the thing is part of the split custody is that every day of every other week is me and my sister would go to his house from 3:30 - 6:30 and he'd just let me and my sister starve there I guess, he'd not tell us where food was or what food was there but just let us "figure it out™" and we didn't eat real dinner if your curious we ate snack food.

Now this next end has to get some context my step-mom had kids young her kids then had kids young leaving me and my sister as "aunts"(yuck) as kids....

So the oldest of my step-moms kids is my kinda step-sister more like aunt and she has five kids the oldest of them is about my age, yeah awkward.... he's very clearly favored by my dad I mean I'm not surprised my sister was his favorite beforehand she had the same interest in hockey after all, now adding on to this is that he'll let my step-nephew more like step-brother get a pass on stuff but as soon as I do it, I must be burned alive.... so yeah November 28th 2021 we had a HUGE argument that still sticks to me, wanna know what started it I had a stomachache. Yeah fucking seriously. Also something I forgot to mention is that every other weekend me and my sister would stay at my dad's. And the argument blew up and had my dad pretty much said "Just go to your mom's" now the thing is I wanted to make sure if he was for real and yes he was and then I texted my mom.... so when she got there I was in the garage ready to leave and so he said and I quote "what if I die tomorrow?" Yeah that stuck with me for a while, now you'd expect him to apologize within the next week nope. December 20th is when he "apologized" and said "can you start going over here again"...

Now next takes place in August 2021 I originally planned to go to a concert with my dad and sister but then got anxious and paranoid causing me to cancel and he basically said "your anxiety is fake shut up" because yes I was diagnosed with an anxiety disorder and OCD so like bro....

And then because this guy is just a genuine asshole, remember that bit about favoritism yeah guess who feels like they'll never be good enough and that if I was born a boy he'd like me even a little more and that if i was to kill myself he'd never even care, which then led me to want to self-harm that's right me... also the guy just constantly gaslights me so that's always fun, also I have those run-of-the-mill intrusive thoughts to just jump out windows or of roofs so yay...

Oh and i absolutely hate my body because I was AFAB and born with boobs that'd end up being rather round so as an enby it's great tbh

And let's not forget that he also called a video game character in his hockey game the f slur cause he lost..

Oh and the first end I'm pretty sure is what led to my god awful sleeping schedule that is borderline sleep deprivation

#tw vent #personal vent #tw daddy issues #tw dysfunctional family #tw dysphoria #tw low self esteem #tw selfhate #tw sui implied #tw sui ideation #tw paranoia #tw death mention #tw depressing stuff #tw cheating #tw eating issues #tw self loathing #tw unhealthy coping mechanisms #tw f slur #tw bad mental health #tw depressive #tw depression #tw anxiety #tw social anxiety #tw neglect #tw sucidal ideation #tw divorce #tw arguing #tw sleep deprivation #tw intrusive thoughts #tw family issues #star's unscheduled ramblings

[flesh-n-brain-rot]

ive been playing way too much skyrim i completely forgot to do human things

#today i went to ben and sunrise and woke at sunset #:/ #i had planned to go on a walk but its unvise to go through the forests at night #and i had a sad dream so i do not feel like getting up #actually ive been just lying in bed for about 1h now #this happens when i dont have a set routine ig #someone force-fix my sleep schedule #skyrim #winter holidays #bad habits #tw bad mental health #tw bad habits

[nervousbelieverstarfish]

I haven't had suicidal thoughts in years

Until tonight

#i thought i was getting better #why can't i be happy #tw suicidal thoughts #suicidal thoughts #tw depression #tw bad thoughts #tw bad mental health #rambles #personal #life as a nervousbelieverstarfish

[icaruspendragon]

something the women in my family are absolutely flabbergasted by every time it comes up is the fact that i don’t own a scale.

“how do you know how much you weigh??” they cry.

“i don’t.” i simply respond.

“you look thinner, have you lost weight?” they ask at christmas.

“i dunno.” i say as i check on the turkey.

“you look bigger, have you gained weight?” they probe, as if my weight rests on their shoulders.

“i’m not sure, but it’s fine if i have.” i respond with a casualness they cannot comprehend.

“don’t you want to know if you’ve lost or gained?” they inquire over cups of coffee and a plate of untouched cookies.

“i do.” i take a sip. “which is why i don’t need to know.”

“we don’t understand.” they say.

“i’ll drive myself mad if i know. it’s been a question i’ve been looking for the answer to since i was in the seventh grade and my weight was the topic of conversation for the first time; the stretch marks on my calves puberty brought being questioned and condemned. and so i started weighing myself once a day. then twice a day. i gained weight as i grew and was told to stop. i got depressed when i was 16 and the weight i gained was more concerning than the scars on my thighs. the critiques turned to compliments during my first year of college when i’d started skipping meals and my body had to feed itself because i wouldn’t. everyday i stepped on the scale and smiled as i watched that number get smaller and smaller. hunger felt like victory. i started doing drugs that took away my appetite and then my strength. and started feeling guilt when my stomach felt full. and suddenly every time i looked in the mirror i hated what i saw. the more weight i lost, the better i was supposed to feel. each remark on another part of my body lost felt like a slap to the face. i was told i looked good but i knew i wasn’t good enough. and so i tried harder. and then i started to get dizzy when i stood. and i ignored it like i’d learned to ignore my hunger. and then one day at work i dropped like the weight that was never enough after i bending at the waist to grab a milk cap from the floor. and when the darkness faded, i was surrounded by panic as an ambulance was called. and then i was tested and prodded and poked because they thought something was wrong with my heart. and the problem persisted but they never found out why. but i’d known all along. and then i left home and its scale behind. and moved into a new home that was mine. so i bought plates and sheets and art for the walls. but i didn’t buy a scale. then every time i walked down an aisle i’d see the them and pause. and i’d think about the hunger i now kept at bay. and even though i didn’t know how much i weighed, i didn’t notice my body had changed. and i’d think about how i hadn’t been dizzy for months. and how i hadn’t fainted for longer. and then i’d keep on walking. and now most days i like how i look.”

“but don’t you want to be skinny?” comes their quiet response.

“i want to be myself in whatever body i have.”

they stare in disbelief. so i shrug my shoulders, and grab a cookie. and i smile at them as i swallow the first bite.

#trigger warning ed #tw disordered eating #body neutrality i love you !! #the women in my family cannot comprehend that i don’t diet anymore #and that i just eat what i want #and that im okay with the unknown #bc my body tried its hardest to be kind to me #even when i tried my hardest to be unkind to it #and now it’s time to pay it back #throw out your scales!! they’re bad for your mental health!!

[inz-lokisdottir]

mun check

muse check

I know this was sent quite a while ago and it’s appreciated, but I wanted to use it when I was in not such a good time so it could be a general apology for short replies. Not to say I don’t want to roleplay, a distraction would be greatly appreciated, but if replies seem different or off, that’d be why.

Mun:

Eh. Not great at all. Not for the past 3 hours at least, worst three hours of the week in my opinion, I feel sick, tired, warm, frustrated, bothered, achy, it’s a lot of negative emotions mixed and I can’t find a positive.

Muse:

“I’ve been doing okay. Trying to find out what to do with Brannsnø since he keeps following me around and that’s not really safe- I’m in the middle of making a backpack to carry him around in for now so nobody sees the little dragon. Hopefully he understands he can’t be seen everywhere when he’s grown up.”

#mun check #muse check #mun and muse #tw bad mental health #mental health go brrrr

[sanriosratz]

younger kurai was really collecting metal illness like pokémon 😧

damn he really was, huh?

it’s for our lord and saviour, evil sad things anon angst

#all of evil sad things anon’s fics live rent free in my brain #creepypasta #kuraitsume #kuraitsume taira #others headcanons #letting anons speak #tw mental disorders #tw bad mental health #ask to tw