REBRANDED

[astrodickology]

i love being unlovable like i really do it’s great actually…wouldn’t change it for a thing

[timbllr]

via @WeHeartIt

[ktvisionm]

Ive been speaking the language of my mind. I’ve been yelling in it until my throat feels as though it is caught in a vice. Until my heart is pounding ferociously, feeling as though it’ll stop or jump out my throat at any second. Until my eyes are clouded in tears and my whole body feels as though it is in the agony of my mind.

I’ve been yelling about the pain. Of the vicious cycle that my mind plays, each cycle getting shorter until everything that pains me is longer. And I’m yelling until I feel as though it is my last breath, and yet in agony I breath again.

And so death seems more comforting than the torture of my own cycles. Only I know it isn’t.

I know if i could just stop yelling and be heard with a whisper, I could just feel as though this weight isn’t mine alone.

But be heard how. How will I know I am understood? How will i know I have been heard?

When the language of my mind is mine alone. Silenced. Read only through my lips but never heard through my mind. No one can hear the yelling, nevermind the whispers. Part of me doesn’t understand it, I understand how it feels, but I don’t understand its origin. How this pain bloomed, how it has remained, seemingly forever in me. I don’t know if anyone can hear what I do not understand.

But I yell about it anyway, in hopes that someone can help me. But my throat is sore, my mind empty and my heart broken.

How can I yell and never be heard?

[100wordsneversaid]

[purplebuddhaproject]

“At times I suffer from the strangest sense of detachment from myself and the world about me; I seem to watch it all from the outside, from somewhere inconceivably remote, out of time, out of space, out of the stress and tragedy of it all.”

—

H.G. Wells

(via purplebuddhaquotes)

[quotes]

You will forever be my always

[purplebuddhaquotes]

“You are so brave and quiet I forget you are suffering.”

— Ernest Hemingway

[timbllr]

via weheartit

[dame-de-pique]

Éclipse du 17 avril 1912

[thatlinearttho]

[nocterm]

[danger]

you’RE [NOT] ALONE by  Xocoatzín

[earthlynation-blog]

[adhdisgay]

i don’t care how stressed it makes me feel and how anxious i get when looking for anything, i will continue to throw my clothes on the floor like a got damn monster instead of just putting them away and no force in nature can stop me

[adhdisgay]

real talk: being gaslighted as someone with adhd is terrifying

it already sucks having a bad memory and constantly wondering if you remember conversations/actions accurately, but having someone invalidate what little you CAN recall?

it’s so scary. you’re stuck in a spiral wondering just how bad your memory is, if your adhd is affecting you more than you thought, if you can trust anything you remember happening, etc.

and bc your memory isn’t great to begin with, it’s really hard to defend yourself! “I don’t remember that happening.” “that’s because of your adhd.” it’s so frustrating! how can you even argue with that?

if you have adhd please learn about gaslighting and its warning signs! it can be hard to spot when it’s happening! share resources and tips with friends, and look out for each other. no one deserves to have their reality/memories questioned

[seethebadways]

[buteverythingisred]