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permdaydreamer · 4 months
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feeling very not-like-other-girls but not in a cute and quirky way more like in a deeply unsettling and internally uncomfortable way.
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maybeartistic · 8 days
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Some weird ass feeling i get.
Ok, so here's something weird about myself I've literally never told anyone before. sometimes when i close my eyes i get this weird feeling of something, though i have no idea what, growing and shrinking. Sort of gaining mass or getting thicker, it's oddly rhythmic and it feels really strange. I don't physically feel anything, it isn't emotional, and i cant see it. the only way i can think to describe it is as if i could ALMOST see it and ALMOST physically feel it. Like a layer with transparency turned all the way up. it can effect how i feel about my physical body, say maybe i was scratching my arms at the time or something, and i would get the growing and shrinking feeling in my arms. its happened since i was a kid and it used to make me really uncomfortable, it still does but its a bit better when i remind myself it isn't real (like, that my body isn't literally growing beneath my fingertips, even though it kinda, sorta, almost feels that way). i have no idea what this feeling is and I have never seen or heard of anything like it. oh right, it can kinda feel like i'm "growing out of my body" if that uh, makes any sense. im just wondering if there is literally anybody out there that is also experiencing this. So here's my weird thing about myself, just thought i'd throw that out into the ether.
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bigolgay · 3 months
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There are 2 reasons I can’t sleep tonight.
Number 1: I HURTY☹️
Number 2: I’m paranoid and overthinking my journey tomorrow.
I’m literally googling the layout of the station so I know what route is the fastest, because I’ve got less than 15 minutes to get to the right platform and that doesn’t give me much time to not only possibly get lost but also not much time to overthink whether I’m even on the right platform (even though I’ll have been checking the sign telling all the stops obsessively since I got there). It’s literally only that one stop im nervous about. I’ve only gotten a train to my town from this station a few times and only once on my own because I usually get picked up from that station. It’s scary☹️
And then it’s easy, once I get on that last train I just go to the very last stop and I’m home free. I hope the train doesn’t smell like piss this time. Also I hope no one I know is on the train.
Anyway, I’m overthinking and can’t get to sleep. I haven’t thrown up for a good few hours though, so that’s good. Maybe I’ll try another piece of toast in the morning and hopefully I’ll keep that one down. How do I switch my brain off? My usual imagining scenarios in my head to make me tired isn’t working. Like how rude??? I’m literally imagining the most lovely and comforting cuddle of my life and my body isn’t letting me fall asleep in my imaginary lovers arms??? What the actual fuck man. So messed up. Also I keep coughing and it feels like my chest is being torn apart every time and my throat feels raw as fuck. Much sad.
I’m gonna try again to fall asleep. We’ll see how it goes! Will update!!! Maybe. I dunno. Maybe not.
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plantsarepeopletoo · 10 months
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I have a complicated relationship with gender. It’s like the idol on the pressure plate in Indiana Jones.
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If I mess with it, I know the stakes. And honestly, for me, I’m ok with it sitting there, deep in a place where I can just not think about it.
I have a horrible feeling with some of the shows I’m watching I’m going to have to deal with these feels more often. Looking at you step by step and be my favorite.
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netherlands are reminding me of this a bit
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When it comes down to it I think I'm a level 1 Polyamorous human dating a level 13 Polyamorous human, and many of my insecurities stem from being inexperienced. And also communication is generally hard for adult humans in general.
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bone-gardens · 1 year
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My family doesn't feel like family anymore.
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fixingmysociallife · 1 year
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Ending a friendship: The uncomfy aftermath
G'Day Depressos!
Today's topic is how to deal with a past friend when meeting them out and about without causing drama. I will describe my expierience as that exact thing happened to me yesterday and could turn into a serious...umm, situation.
The story: On Saturday, I went to the birthday party of a friend who also invited a guy I was previously very close with. However, I've been distancing myself from him since May due to his generally toxic and egocentrical behaviour. During the second lockdown, I was quite lonely and isolated and he was the only one who would talk to me. Therefore, I was so grateful that I overlooked all his flaws for way too long. I'd hoped that I could ignore/avoid him the whole evening and pretty much succeeded, but one moment brought me into hot water: Two people who were quarreling with each other made up. And that apparently gave him a strong urge to do the same with me. We were all standing outside getting some fresh air and I asked the others multiple times to go back because I was super cold already. After a while, he said something about going back in too, but added "Everyone except (my name)". I thought that was just a dumb joke because I was literally shivering, so I laughed kinda awkwardly, flipped him off and ran back inside. Well, I was informed shortly after that he actually wanted to talk with me outside alone, which led me to the question: Do I actually want to talk and/or make up? Frankly, the answer was no and I proceeded to prentend I didn't know his intentions. When I finally grabbed my jacket and was on my way to leave, he stepped in my way and passive-aggressively asked if he was allowed to text me or if I didn't want that either. I just gave him a blank face and continued my I-have-no-idea-what-you're-talking-about-act and if he has something to say just text me, before quickly shoveling my way through the door. Now I am anxious about having to communicate with him again after thinking I was finally free of that sucker. My mistake When he approached me, I was not bold enough to just say "No, I don't want to talk things through with you. Goodbye." I weaseled my way into an unstable situation again and am very unhappy about it. What I did good though Not giving into my curiosity about what he had to say and just continuing my evening as normal. If we had that conversation during the party it could have turned seriously ugly, because I do not plan to bend to his will anymore. And he gets very angry when people do that, in true toxic manner. It was honestly a blessing that I didn't understand his request the first time. Will have to be honest when he contacts me via text tho. In the end, I really didn't do well with this. I have to work on not panicking in uncomforable social situations and standing up for myself. I lowkey hope that he finally got the note and will leave me alone, but if not, I will see it as practice. I will update you on how things will proceed, until then, stay tuned! Byee!
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what the fuck anon 😟
Listen i have seen worse in my inbox, this is just one i wanted to address-
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Akdhoakfhaofgfjsjfiaofhdosoudjdifhjeidhdjifjrjdjd my clothes are touching my skin and its makinv me uncomfortable its touching my thighs dont like it
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why do ancient men feel like its just totally fine to call me, a clearly not in your age group, uninterested, cashier just doing her job "Sweetie", "sweetpea" "Honey" "darling"
Like what
what crossed your mind-
i hate everything???
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dearestm0th3r · 6 months
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When the moon became an eye
Continued
I woke up at 6:57 PM, and I had fallen asleep on the couch. I looked out the window to see if it was still snowing, it had stopped. I yawned and got up checking my email to see if there was school tomorrow. I had a lot of text messages but that hadn’t worried me as seeing if I was even going to school the next day mattered more to me, I opened my email and it read
“Dear Families,
Due to the strange
actions occurring
in the past hours
we have canceled
school until further notice….”
Blah blah blah, as I expected there was no school tomorrow; I opened my messages just to see if Lily and Elise made it safely home. Skimming my messages, they had made it home just fine; Thank god. I cooked dinner for me and my mother as if nothing had occurred earlier that day, making some chicken noodle soup since it was freezing inside the house as well as outside with all the snow that had piled up over the churning hours of the eerie snow falling from the sky. After I had poured the soup into a bowl for my mother, I knocked on her door and I walked in with her dinner, “Hey ‘ma I know you’re probably freezing so I made us some soup..” I said smiling at her being awake. I grabbed her a bed tray to eat her food, “Thank you dearest, I’m sure it tastes delicious. Have you noticed how cold it has gotten?” She asked, I looked at her strangely because I had already mentioned that. She’s already experiencing alzheimers.. It made me sad to realize one day she might forget who I am; “Yes ‘ma, I wouldn’t worry about it though, I’ll bring you some extra blankets for tonight, let me take the trash out first.” I nodded to her and walked out to get things done, as I was walking out I closed the door behind me and went to take the trash out before I grabbed her blankets. I went into the kitchen to grab the trash bag and I threw it over my shoulder. I walked towards the door; I unlocked the door to go outside and walked out. It was pitch black outside, wasn’t it only 7 PM though..? It was way too early for it to be midnight black outside, I felt as if I stepped into a whole different dimension.. The streetlamps weren’t on? They trigger automatically on our street as soon as they sense it’s getting dark outside. I tried using my flashlight on my phone, but my phone didn’t turn on? I don’t remember turning it off, maybe it had died? I walked down the driveway shoeless, no light outside, dead silence. But, then I hear it.
SQUISH
Where did that sound come from? I looked around for what could have made that sound… I continued walking down the driveway, I made it to the end and put the bag in the trash.
SQUISH
Now I was freaking out. I looked around again, looking for any possible thing, even something on the driveway? Nothing.
SQUISH
I looked up.
Could I be dreaming? This is a joke of course!
SQUISH
Where the moon should have been; there was an eye. The size of a… of a what? IT WAS HUMONGOUS, that’s where the sound was coming from, everytime it blinked, it made that ‘squish’. I ran, I ran fast, this is just a dream. I ran back into my only safe haven, I ran into the house; I locked the door, I put furniture in front of the door. What is happening to the world.. I ran to my mother’s room because we needed to get out of here. I bursted into her room, she wasn’t in her bed. Her room had looked like nobody ever even laid in that bed, it was neatly made and nobody was in it. The soup I had made for her wasn’t even there, I looked around the room. I looked in the closet, nothing, under the bed, nothing, outside the window, nothing, on the bed, there were 2 bulges under the covers. I ripped off the covers in hopes of some clue on where my only hope had gone yet, I was deceived. All that was discovered under the covers was the most gut-wrenching thing and impossible thing I never would have thought I could have found, it was a pair of eyes. Her eyes, they look like they were ripped out. Her beautiful golden eyes, ripped out from her skull probably, all that was attached was the optic nerve; the bloodied strings that laid beyond her eyes. I ran out of the room, “This isn’t happening, this ISN’T happening..” I screamed loudly to myself. I was gonna be sick, I ran to the bathroom and threw up; this is all just a lie. Obviously none of this could have happened, it’s just a sick prank of course. I forced myself to stop throwing up, maybe I can just call someone… Wait, my phone is dead. This is sick, this is all so sick, it’s just a big prank; I’m gonna scream at everyone when this is over. Please just be over already.. Maybe I can walk around and find help… but what about that eye outside? It didn’t seem bothered that I was outside. Let me just be quick.. I ran out the back door since I had blocked the front, I ran around to the front door of a neighbors house.
KNOCK, KNOCK, KNOCK, KNOCK, KNOCK
Over and over I knocked, nobody answered.
I tried 5 more houses. But nobody had ever gotten the door? Where did everyone go? Is this why half of the people at school weren’t here today? Was Vanessa right all along? When is it my turn? Just take me already, I don’t want to live in a world without my mother. That EYE. It was staring at me, directly at me. It disturbed me, it didn’t blink, it did nothing but stare. Cold and eerie, is the only way I could describe it, that feeling of chills running down my spine happened. What is it? What happened to the moon? The eye continued staring at me, then..
BLINK, that squishy fleshy sound happened.
After that I blinked.
Something hot was running down my face.
Blood.
It ran down my face, burning; it was coming from my eyes. Is this what my life has come to? Is this really the end? Have my years on this earth meant nothing to god? Where is god? Is this what we truly believe in when he is not here to help us? There were still so many questions unanswered, I couldn’t control my body any more. I had found out what happened to the rest of the world, they had ended up becoming nothing; just how non-believers expect the end of a human life to be. Just more gruesome. I don’t know what happened to my body, all I know is that I was the next victim of the eye that floated over what people had called home for billions of years.
This was the end, we were the end of what could’ve been more.
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nevermore-writing · 7 months
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I got called condescending at the bar for not wanting to give a stranger a hug, bitch I'm autistic, I don't give my mother a hug unless necessary.
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rynwanders · 10 months
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so i got my wisdom teeth out like a week ago and they gave me this mouth wash thing to keep my incision sites all sanitary which is important,,,, but after i use it, it makes my tongue feel like i burnt it
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