Do any of you all have moments of internalized ableism in which you compare yourself to both neurotypical and other neurodivergent people and then proceed to think that you're worthless compared to them?
Sonetimes I do and I really wish I can stop it because I'm am not perfect, but I'm not worthless, either...I think...
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Vent
I desperately need a any twst character fic about reader who has a habit of isolating themselves from others when stressed out. Like they completely turn off social media notifications, turns off online status, not appearing in real life and pretty much shuts down any interaction from anybody.
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My eyes feel heavy and tired, they need rest but I refuse to give them that.
Because I have a constant urge to stay awake and alert and resting feels like missing out on the day,I would do anything-(scroll social media,text a friend, watch a movie) but just close my eyes for a few seconds and stay with myself in the moment, i am so afraid of the things inside me.
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I’m having a hard time keeping up with what I post on Tumblr. Ive been lurking for 10+ years on that website and learning to actually use it is harder than I thought!
Anyway, here is a little guy !
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i always see my moots tiktoks pop up on my fyp or their reposts n i have no idea whether to like or not
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może
Damn these miles and miles of empty blue
The rippling liquid salt between landmasses
The rolling tides and crashing waves
The roaring whispers of distant seafoam
That echos within the twinkling starlit sky—
The midnight canvas that swallows the Earth
Just before the blinding, scorching giant rises
Engulfing the surface world with its bright glow
The silent pendulum swings and sand falls
The Luna becomes Sol, then Luna again
Yet still remain no closer to that shoreline
Maybe the future will reveal a way
To defy and push beyond these zones…
Kyle Stewart
12/15/23
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I need Jake so bad fr
agreed, he can even bring his gun into the bedroom if he wants. i don't mind. i'm quite literally a fucktoy for him idc idc idc
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I feel
I feel bad
I feel useless
I feel dead
my hearth aches and cries
But you don´t notice
Why ?
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Fake happy
Do I actually feel things or do I just feel the chemicals being pumped threw me. I take the pills to feel normal, to feel happy, but is anyone really happy? The outer layer of calm the small white pills give me drapes over my skin, until I'm being crushed by the weight of nothingness. I try to claw my way back to the surface, but I'm being chained down by the panic of what would be out there. What does it feel like to escape? I've been locked in the prison of my own body for so long I've forgotten what anything other than these confiding walls feel like. Can I feel the warmth of fresh air spread threw your lungs; what about the loving embrace of someone else? Can I feel anything other than the bland and dull world that's around me? Can I ever be considered normal?
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I’m lonely
Lonely like I’ve never felt
I’m sad
Sad like I’ve never felt
I’m high
Because it feels like mania
I’m manic
Because it’s better than being depressed
I’m nothing more than my bipolar
Nothing more than mental
Illness
I am my bipolar and I am nothing more.
I am sad and I am nothing more.
I am lonely and I’m nothing more.
I feel this way and it will never go away
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goodnight
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I don't understand why, even after sleeping in and having a large mug of coffee, I still want to take a nap.
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Doesn't match the real feeling... fuck man.
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