Trauma Journal Posting All Pics. I Hope It Helps Even Just One Person ✨
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Trauma Journal Posting All Pics. I Hope It Helps Even Just One Person ✨
Actually, you are enough. Even if you don’t work. Or study. Or go out. Or have friends. Or have family. You’re enough because you exist and your existence is enough to be enough because you are not a product. You are not a sum of output. You are not a task to complete. But because you are something the universe wanted and put here even if you’ll never understand why. Somewhere in the cosmos your existence makes a difference, even if it’s not the way others existences do.
"I'm still kicking" is such a funny way to say "I'm still alive". Like lol. I'm still thrashing. Flailing. Writhing even. The violence remains.
it actually feels good as fuck to tilt your head at a slight angle when you don't understand something. the animals were right
"It was just a joke!"
Sure. It also wasn't very funny and it bombed. And now you have to deal with that.
"You can't even tell a joke anymore!?"
You can and you did. And people can react to it. Here we are.
“I’m being SILENCED”
Damn I wish you were but here I am, still hearing you
I think it sucks that you have to go to so many different kinds of doctor to take care of yourself. It's the 21st century. I should be able to go to a single office where they scan me with a big xerox machine and tell me what I'm allergic to and why my tummy hurts and if I have any cancer or cavities or if my glasses prescription has changed. And then I should get a sticker.
One day, when you least expect it, you are going to crash into someone who is going to be so soft and gentle with your heart, and you are going to be so glad you kept it open. You are going to be so glad that you continued to fight for it - that you chose to believe it deserved more.
love pickles. a little pickle never killed nobody. Unless you’re in one. Then shit ain’t funny.
Scrolled came back read it again and cried laughing
Thank you for giving me another chance
demonic possession wouldn’t even affect me, i would just assume it’s The Symptoms
see the THING IS I don't feel like I ever worked hard enough to have "earned" the burnout, which is. probably how we got here.
I love talking with neurotypical people about my executive dysfunction because I'm like "yeah there's this invisible wall in my head that I'm incapable of getting past no matter what I do and it stops me from doing things" and they're like what the actual fuck
Meanwhile other neurodivergents are like
You’re right. It’s not fair that you have to recover and heal because of what someone else did. It’s not fair at all. And you deserve to be able to acknowledge that.
You’re allowed to be bitter but please work on healing because you deserve a better quality life.