This is my ranting blog for warning, just a place to put my thoughts in hopes that maybe someone can relate and find comfort in not being alone
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This is my ranting blog for warning, just a place to put my thoughts in hopes that maybe someone can relate and find comfort in not being alone
I want to walk, walk as far and for as long as I can, I want to go places, I want leave this city I want to be in nature, to see and experience things myself
That’s what I mean when I say I want to walk until I can’t anymore
I feel a big disconnect between who I am and who I feel I am, a lot of it I think is my appearance, it’s not that I think I’m ugly I just don’t feel or see me the way I am now
I have this habit of making my thoughts seem profound in my own head, like if I where to write them down and they where to be read it would mean something and connect with people, it gives it reason, and I need it to have reason otherwise, what’s the point
It’s strange not understanding romantic love, I see my friend describe how their partner taught them that love can be unconditional, and I truly am so happy that they found that, but there’s that feeling of ‘did I not do that?’
Perhaps there is a difference between romantic and platonic love that I will simply never fully understand
I worry my love might be lesser, even though I pour all of me into it, simply because it isn’t romantic.
I love my dad, however today he said “You’re gonna have to force yourself not to be so picky eating” I already feel so guilty all the time, I’m not doing it on purpose, I don’t want to be difficult.
I don’t know what to do, there’s so little food in the house food and even less I can stomach, I don’t have the money to keep covering food costs for my family. I’ve been so hungry :(
My alternate tumblr (here) and instagram accounts are doing gods work in holding up my metal health
There is so much guilt around food for me, and I can’t really do anything until the main source of the guilt goes away
Shout out to my sister though she does what she can to help
This has been one depressing birthday
Airplane food has it out for anyone with arfid, genuinely almost threw up 👍👍
I’m on vacation so the horrors have subsided for now
Being in a different country makes me realize how crap public transport in back home
top 5 horror movies
-having a job
-not having a job
-applying for jobs
-the job market
-the concept of working my whole life
“I don’t know what my goals are, no. Thanks for asking.”
50k on this. If anything i’d like everyone reblogging this to know ive read the same sentiment over and over again. I read pretty much every reblogs tags and it both saddens me and fills me with this strange sort of comfort. So you are not alone! Neither am I
If you’d like to check out some of my more light hearted stuff i have a little mini zine for sale over at itch.io:
A zine about tinder if it was good
Thanks for liking this one tho everybody
I severely struggle with knowing what I want to eat as well as arfid restricting my food
My family is mostly understanding that I just can’t bring myself to eat a lot of food, but god do they get upset and frustrated with me when I don’t know what I want to eat,
I feel so guilty about it, I’m not trying to be difficult I just don’t know
It sent me into a very bad meltdown today cause of all of this
Worst part about having appointments where I need to be put together is I know it’ll look bad and rude if I wear my baseball cap but MAN that is my eye contact shield and my comfort item
I’ll be doing fine and then remember my best friend of 13 years is moving away
We we’re inseparable as kids and now I’m basically never going to see him :(((((