sad kids club

just somewhere to keep my sad boy bullshit He/him Sideblog for my mental instability major tw

[3liza]

99% of "mysterious disappearances" esp of people in their 20s who start acting weird for 48 hours and then vanish are not mysterious, thats just when a lot of reality-obliterating mental illness tends to kick in and it's pretty easy to get a short circuit in your brain that makes you go family guy death pose in joshua tree national park. it's not any less tragic, it's just a documented phenomenon and not particularly predictable. its a big reason the medical advice is for people with a family history of schizophrenia to completely avoid weed and psychedelics. "people just go crazy sometimes" is a principle of human health that used to be a lot more accepted prior to the american midcentury and to a certain extent thats a healthier way to conceptualize and prepare for the risk, as opposed to the modern assertion that anyone acting weird is dangerous and broken forever.

[3liza]

you should have a rough outline of a plan for if any of your loved ones experiences psychosis, it really does happen a lot. UTIs can cause psychosis. taking drugs, even safe drugs, or prescription drugs, can cause psychosis. i was once prescribed a heavy regimen of vitamin D because i was deficient, but the doctor never told me to stop taking it, so i moved to california, stopped being deficient, and developed vitamin d toxicity with downstream hyperparathyroidism which triggered significant hypomania that was undetected and uncontrolled for yeeeeeeears. i just slowly got Weird and started making impulsive decisions based on slightly out-of-gamut beliefs. i drove cross country by myself to have a love affair. the love affair was real, the series of decisions leading to burning down my life in pursuit of it were based on not great brain function however. etc. you see what i mean. churchill mentioned depression being the "black dog who stalks us" (one reason for Churchgrim's multi-referential name) but theres another, stealthier dog called Insanity and it's closer to some people than others but man it sneaks up on you. every time i see one of those "guy gets weird and drives into the wilderness forever" missing persons stories i think "yeah i could totally pull that off"

[oarfjsh]

"van gogh cut off his ear what a lunatic" you are 3 nights of bad sleep, getting unexpected upsetting news and taking a substance as benign as coffee at the wrong time away from doing the same hope this helps

[girlmostlikely]

[aqua-regia009]

The Survivor, 1950 - oil on canvas. — René Magritte (Belgian, 1898-1967)

[fincals]

[the-nightmare-factory]

“I remember my own childhood vividly. I knew terrible things. But I knew I mustn’t let adults knew I knew. It would scare them.” - Maurice Sendack

Art by Matthew W. Find him on DeviantArt ♥

[virginiewoolf]

Fortesa Latifi, from The Truth About Grief.

[liketheinferno2]

Bunch of pics from my old project that I've realised brings me more joy as a headworld than any kind of readable story but I hope you guys like wasteland pinups and t4t zombies all the same...

[mr-viwick]

For personal reasons I do not exist

[konoko]

i don't have any talents or aspirations and i'll probably be dead by 25

[neurodivergentaf]

PTSD Gothic

You walk along a food aisle in a supermarket. You are suddenly six years old and helpless. You continue walking. No one looks at you. When you get into your car you cry and cry and cry.

Your friend introduces you to someone. They smile and offer their hand. You think that their face looks a little familiar. You don’t take their hand. You feel like screaming.

You watch TV, you clean your room, you listen to music, you read, and you count the dots on the ceiling. Sometimes you do all of this at the same time. It’s still not enough.

A friend is retelling a joke and playfully smacks you. They continue with the story, but you won’t be able to move or speak for the next six hours.

Someone is talking to you, and you politely nod along. There is a child with them. They proudly state that the child is theirs. You look at the child and resist the urge to take them with you. Their eyes haunt you for the rest of the day.

You are alone in a room. Someone is here with you. Someone is always here with you.

[brightlotusmoon]

Oh, look, hello all of me at once.

Yes, it is Autism/ADHD mood. And most other Neurodivergences. Add yours.

[wlfgrrl]

[spiduhhhman]

you ever explain your pain to someone and they turn around and do the same thing to you

[toastbutteregg]

saw this on my facebook feed and thought it was funny

[valtsv]

failure anxiety really is psychological torture

[valtsv]

you can't bring yourself to start any task because of the possibility that you'll fail to produce anything of value and end up not only having to confront the fact that you were never capable of doing it, but that you wasted time and energy trying. but every second you don't spend working on it your brain is screaming at you that you're losing valuable time and only increasing the probability of failure.

[valtsv]

and every success you've had in the past does nothing to reduce your anxiety, and in fact only makes it worse, because you feel like you've given other people expectations of you that are impossible to meet, since as far as you're concerned all your previous achievements are the result of chance and not your abilities and skills.

[dog-teeth]

[it-wasnt-that-bad]

every therapy session...