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When I talk about myself it’s like I’m talking about a stranger. I don’t feel real. Nothing around me feels real. I don’t have a clue who I am I just know I don’t like them.
/Emily (via the-blank-verses)
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Are you deranged like me? Are you strange like me? Lighting matches just to swallow up the flame like me? Do you call yourself a fucking hurricane like me? Pointing fingers cause you'll never take the blame like me?
And all the people say,
"You can't wake up, this is not a dream, You're part of a machine, you are not a human being, With your face all made up, living on a screen, Low on self esteem, so you run on gasoline."
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fGYJ8hqbqxI
Find it amazing that you tell me to express my emotions around you all the time, but when I do you get all anxious/pissed off and treat me like shit because you assume my state is directed at you; even though I explained that it was unrelated to you earlier. I don’t know what to do anymore, I give up with this shit, I’m done with having friends.
Funny thing is that this person constantly asks me why I feel uncomfortable expressing emotions to others when they don’t even realize they are the main reason, because they react like this every time.
Of course I can’t tell them that, since every time I tell them something they do wrong they get super defensive and start to berate me for daring to say that when they have mental illness symptoms. Always turns into them putting me down for doing “worse things” to excuse their transgressions, or them self harming and telling me I’m stupid for saying they need to stop because it’s an “anxiety thing” and not “really self harm”. (Mind you, this is the person that ripped my coat off in public to expose my fresh wounds because they claimed I had to stop and the humiliation would help.)
So fucking tired of this shit. I swear, this person is pretty amazing over half the time and they have helped me through a lot, but when the other half is emotionally manipulative and mildly abusive like this it gets really hard to keep this going.
I know I’m not a great person and I’ve done a lot of shitty things, but I’ve been really working on that and making sure to always apologize, while they just blame everything on me and expect me to walk on eggshells around them so I don’t trigger them (even though they abuse my triggers all the time and never apologize).
I don’t know what the fuck to do anymore, I was planning to move in with them but after how they’ve been while I’ve been struggling mentally the past month or so I don’t know if I want to do that....especially now that they are planning shit around their new SO (who they have dated for like a week and a half so far) and just expecting me to follow along.
I just want to move into a pet friendly apartment in this state after I get a job until I can get the money saved up for a better living arrangement, which I am fine with taking a couple years to accomplish because I will be on my parents’ insurance for 4 more years, and then move to another state with less drought and cooler summers. They first wanted to move directly to another state and get an apartment, then decided we should screw the apartment and just buy a fucking house in said state, then wanted to bring along their aunt I barely know, and now they’ve decided to just fuck the US and move to another country because their SO is there (who, again, they have dated for less than 2 weeks).
They keep saying how much money it would save to live there (since no need to fly to see SO) and get a graduate degree, but have not even researched citizenship or what has to be done to have access to that. They have not looked into the cost of living, what vaccinations are needed, what water content there is for acclimation, what the climate is like, what the political atmosphere is like, how they handle mental health....nothing. This person is letting their dick make all the decisions right now and it’s really fucking frustrating because we have planned this move for years.
Really considering just telling them to move there and finding a place on my own at this point. They want to change several years of planning with a friend they’ve known for over a decade to live with someone they met online and started dating two weeks ago they can go right the fuck ahead. They’re really not very healthy for me at this point anyway.
To clarify, I am not being some jealous bitch here, I really like their SO and am so happy they are happy, but most people make life changing plans like these years down the road, not after less than 2 fucking weeks, and definitely do not plan for them without discussing it with their roommate first (they just randomly sprung this on me in while we were eating in public one night, so of course I had to support them so people didn’t stare).
I don’t hate this friend by any means, in fact I care about them so much it hurts sometimes because I can’t show it very well, but for fucks’ sake I am so tired of my opinions being stamped out and them treating me horribly because they get stressed out. I just want a friend that doesn’t manipulate me and take advantage of my intense need to please from childhood abuse for once...is that really so much to fucking ask?
Find it amazing that you tell me to express my emotions around you all the time, but when I do you get all anxious/pissed off and treat me like shit because you assume my state is directed at you; even though I explained that it was unrelated to you earlier. I don’t know what to do anymore, I give up with this shit, I’m done with having friends.
Thanks insurance for fucking me over and making me fill my antidepressant through your extremely slow home pharmacy with only a 2 day notice. Will be without meds for at least a week, provided that my doctor actually allows them to be filled. Just fucking great. Already having so many problems and now I’m going to get to deal with withdrawal.
Maybe this shit will kill me, that would at least leave my family without the shame of me having killed myself.
For like the past 3 months I’ve been dealing with some serious social anxiety and extreme episodes of panic that leave me barely functioning. 2 months ago I saw my psychiatrist and asked him what I should do, he upped my meds a little and just told me to do some “self-pep talks” to deal with it. He didn’t even tell me what these talks were supposed to be, just left me to figure it out.
2 months later the talks have made the problem worse, I am now unable to talk to anyone, not even close friends, and I am losing customers. I am an anxious mess 24/7, I barely sleep, and my ADHD (was diagnosed with that recently) is so bad now I have failed two exams due to an inability to focus and recall information. I am falling apart, and today I told my doctor that, but he just gave me my usual dosage and sent me out without another word.
I don’t know why I convinced myself he gives a damn, but now I know that’s definitely not the case, and I’m not going back. The meds don’t help anymore anyway, so I don’t see a point in taking them once they run out, and that makes going there completely pointless.
I have no options to try and help my mental state now, as the insurance won’t give me another doctor most likely, so I just get to deal with falling apart and losing my degree, and it’s just wonderful.
All the while people are expecting me to be happy and have answers for everything, as well as being able to control and manage my mental state, so life is just kind of fucking me up the ass right now.
I have enough medication right now to fix this problem for good, and it is becoming more and more difficult to resist just taking that route. No one will help me even if I had the money to give a better doctor, so I just...what’s the point of trying anymore. People abuse adderall all the time so I don’t imagine going out with that would be very painful.
Unfortunately I didn’t kill myself yet so here I am again after like 6 months. Been pretty close to it for a while now but always too much of a chicken shit so you guys get to deal with seeing my shitty art for a while longer it looks like. Enjoy I guess.
Inevitable.
But I found in you what was lost in me In a world so cold and empty I could lie awake just to watch you breathe In the dead of night, you went dark on me Blinded, I can't do this on my own You were all I've got, to guide me home I could lie awake just to watch you breathe In the dead of night, you went dark on me https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=r-kCm6gpu2A
I'm not running away, been fighting this so long Such a price that we pay, we gotta be so strong In a lie... I'm tired, induced euphoria To help me move along I wanna meet my maker in peace, I want to feel alive again So put that smile back on my face and mix it strong my friend 'Cause I can't feel my face I won't struggle on In a world so cold In a world so wrong https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZPIrGXybLYU
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=H_YnJyjXmlc
I have like $90 to my name right now and I need at least $400 by Monday. People are just ignoring me now, not even getting the “I’ll spread this around” comments. I’m still just as invisible and mediocre at drawing as usual, I don’t know why I keep lying to myself. Guess I should start digging through all my trash for something worth more than $10 and hope I can sell it in time.
My mood today is just fucking wonderful, extremely concerned about my pets, to the point of checking on one that’s hurt every hour or so, but to other people I’m like you know it would be great if you would stop breathing my air from 50ft away thx.
Oh yeah, not that anyone gives a shit but my pet rabbit tore his muscle and has this really fucking disturbing, decaying, 1.5 inch piece of it sticking out of a giant hole in his arm. If his meds don’t work and get the swelling down I’m facing amputation and probably a $4,000 price tag. Been a great week so far let me tell ya.
I really should stop pushing off my fucking child development homework until the last day because ya know I have childhood trauma and reading about abuse and domestic violence is super fun when I’m stressing about a deadline. Doing just fabulously today.
Nothing like a little poor invoice control to start off the night. Gotta keep all my fountain pens capped because all I wanna do right now is stab one through my arm.