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@carrieiscold
i’m seeing a lot of people reblogging suicide hotlines and this is just a reminder that this is a suicide help line that works like a text-based instant messenger for people who may need to talk to someone but have trouble/are uncomfortable making phone calls
Never don’t reblog this. There are so many people who have such bad anxiety about phone calls. This can save so many lives
The problem with having mental illnesses since being a child is that your whole identity grew around them and you have no idea who you really are.
19 years old and never had a job, cry hysterically every time i think about going to hand out resumes to employers. My anxiety makes me want to kill myself. It makes me feel like a garbage useless human being. Why is it so hard to walk down the street and give someone a piece of paper?
It sucks when you had stuff planned for the day but you feel the depression sink in and you’re stuck in your bed unable to do anything
fvcknversace
please don’t get tired of me
me: I have clinical anxiety and depression and it often limits me from achieving my goals
adults: um.... okay... but can u explain why ur lazy...
wow being alive is… uncomfortable
i love it when people tell you that your mental disorders are fake. like…why would i be suffering like this and wasting my youth, which is meant to be the best years of my life, for pretend?
sometimes i do art