I wish being a personal heater meant getting paid for all the thick energy I provide.
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I wish being a personal heater meant getting paid for all the thick energy I provide.
A weird happy normal coincidence I'm seeing right now is my young adult friends going back into shows that were from 2010, and I find myself sucked into the process as well.
I find that the biggest destresser and stresser is when I'll keep my expectations super loe, expect the worst possible outcome so in the end, what could be good or meh is better than nothing.
Things seem easier when you can laugh at little clips on your phone for hours, rather than taking the lucky 10 minutes to finally sleep.
Walking to a door and seeing someone nearby walking towards the same door can be one big stressful moment.
I'll attempt to plan my steps in order to not walk in at the same time and even then I mess up. 😅
I drove by a Jack in the Box the other day, driving home from work and thinking about getting some nice warm breakfast food for a few hours... I drove right past it and went straight onto Door Dash, man does human interaction freak me out.
Going around a store seems like it should be super easy, but my senses go haywire with sounds and seeing people and I predict every movement I can just so I don't have to go near anyone with my cart, or else I'm like a frantic deer in headlights.
Have you ever been so anxious about having a few worded conversation with someone that you think about it for possibly hours like... did I fuck up?
I have this CRAZY amount of trauma that reminds itself in the most innocent moments.
I could be sitting and watching something I enjoy and then I just think of something that really messed me up, like photos or videos constantly pausing and playing but I don't have the remote.
It can be so real too, hearing that person's voice play out and the detail, as if I'm back in the moment over and over again.
Then I shake my head and maybe make some weird verbal noise to make it go.
The thing is I tell myself that it's not that bad but its like every little thing that happens to me turns into this dramatic play in my head, it doesn't necessarily get altered, but more like a puddle turns into a flood of pain.
I can only wonder how much it will take my head to shatter like a fragile, overfilled jar.
They literally modelled her body after that of an actual female athlete, Colleen Fotch.
her…
Her
I actually couldn’t breath for a second
Those who show the most fire in personality, that I've met, tend to be the shortest.
The first time I drove, and in my first vehicle, I went 35 MPH down the road to a gas station that wasn't far away at all, and while pulling into the gas station I got cut off by a Jeep, my guardian got out and screamed at them.
Likely part of the reason I hate driving. 😅
Would our world be better or shit if we could see the worst quality in eachother before even meeting?
Sometimes I'll wake up with these MASSIVE bites somewhere on my body and be like WHERE IS THAT DAMN BUG?!
Ive never see a bug in my room, other than the occasional gnat, but damn my delicious blood and this vampire bug!
Depression and Anxiety is like playing tug of war but you're the rope. Neither side can win so you just lay in bed, unable to get up while worrying about the things you need to get done or know you can get done.
When I I rememeber something bad, minor or major, I'll shake my head in an effort to stop it, sometimes I'll even catch myself saying something or making a sound like: "euh!"
I had this crazy half-awake dream that I'm suppose to clean off my room's ceiling because the icicles make me think that I'd get stabbed from one falling. When in reality, I don't live in Antarctica but rather Kansas.