[pumpcakes]

For a week was stuck to the bed. Had two days, could get up and work. Now everything has hit me so fucking hard and I can't do this.

[servicedoodle]

So yesterday whenever someone took out their phone and started taking pictures of me or my friend’s service dogs I took a picture of that person.

I made it very obvious that is what I was doing.

And most of them got offended. Because I was invading their privacy and being rude.

There was a lesson to be learned there, but I don’t think most of them got it. This is a mere 1/3 of the pictures I took. In one day.

This is what service dog handlers deal with. Imagine being someone with paranoia/psychosis and having strangers constantly stop and take pictures of you/your friends. It’s bad.

People- Do not take pictures of service dogs without permission. It’s rude and invasive.

Handlers, if someone does feel free to take a picture of them. Use a flash. Make it obvious. Maybe they’ll get the point.

I had 4 people (not shown) apologize and get the point yesterday. I talked to them about it. And I deleted my picture of them. They deleted their picture of me. That’s 4 more educated people out there.

In the meantime this little photo project of mine will continue. Because this is what I deal with everyday and it needs to stop. If being obnoxious gets my point across, good.

[dependent-boy]

to anyone enduring a depressive episode: it’s ok. you’re not being lazy or selfish. your productivity doesn’t define or devalue you. you’re coping. you’re doing the best you can, and that’s ok!

[ar-mah]

[exeuntnoctis-deactivated2025103]

I have no words for this.. Phenomenal

[little-prince-bean-deactivated2]

Someone find me the full video 😨

[histeddyprincess]

Sounds like the type of song you’d hear after watching a movie with a sadish ending and you just sit there staring at the screen while the song plays because you can’t believe how it ended.

[icynovas-deactivated20171103]

i love writing oneshots because they’re less stressing. it’s done. nothing to add. whatever the fuck i wrote, deal with it. i am at peace. meanwhile, writing multi-chapters is suffering, because every time i update, i’m like “this is it. this is the chapter that will disappoint everyone.”

[twocatstailoring]

EXACTLY.

[pumpcakes]

I'm very sorry I'm such a bad friend.

[theresalwaysalwayssomething-blog]

Are You Dissociating?

[lavendertheatre-deactivated2017]

Dissociating is one of the most common responses to abuse and trauma. It involves feeling numb, detached or unreal and (while it happens to everyone once in a while) is experienced more frequently and severely in survivors. Dissociating people vary widely in symptoms and may experience any or all of the things from the following list.

You may be dissociating if you:

find yourself staring at one spot, not thinking anything

feel completely numb

feel like you’re not really in your body, like you’re watching yourself in a movie.

feel suddenly lightheaded or dizzy

lose the plot of the show or conversation you were focused on

feel as if you’re not quite real, like you’re in a dream

feel like you’re floating 

suddenly feel like you’re not a part of the world around you

feel detached and far away from other people, who may seem mechanical or unreal to you

are very startled when someone/something gets your attention

completely forget what you were thinking just a moment ago

suddenly cover your face or react as if you’re about to be hurt for no reason

can’t remember important information about yourself, like your age or where you live

find yourself rocking back and forth

become very focused on a small or trivial object or event

find that voices, sounds or writing seem far away and you sometimes have trouble understanding them.

feel as if you’ve just experienced a flashback (perhaps rapidly) but you can’t remember anything about it.

perceive your body as foreign or not belonging to you

(likes and reblogs always taken as support)

[sunnyborderlinebunny]

To my anon asking about dissociation. I hope you see this.

[antmanvore]

I thought dissociation was only when I have straight up out of body experiences turns out I’m dissociated like 99% of the time lmso

[pumpcakes]

Me, all the time. It’s gotten worse since Roscoe passed away. But I remember feeling this way since I was five. I honestly couldn’t tell you what it’s like to not be dissociating. (Not like I could remember it anyway. Thanks, depression.)

[pumpcakes]

Severe social anxiety Not cool Especially when you're an artist and your art is your only source of income And you have to deal with people (like people trying to get free/cheap art) Or just any people really (they're all panic attack inducing) I struggle with even advertising my own art. Just the thought of having to try and get more clients in 2017 is stirring up the anxiety. Siiiigh

[rubyetc]

I found these gifs I made a while back for a site that’s not running anymore, so I thought I’d post them here. It’s a description of psychiatric symptoms and states of mind using a pink box and some other stuff. 

[apriljanee5]

These are so accurate

[psych2go]

Interesting! Just thought I’d share! 

[ad-astra-per-asperaa]

By: David Levithan, Every Day Image: The idealist

Some people think mental illness is a matter of mood, a matter of personality. They think depression is simply a form of being sad, that OCD is a form of being uptight. They think the soul is sick, not the body. It is, they believe, something that you have some choice over.

I know how wrong this is.

When I was a child, I didn’t understand. I would wake up in a new body and wouldn’t comprehend why things felt muted, dimmer. Or the opposite–I’d be supercharged, unfocused, like a radio at top volume flipping quickly from station to station. Since I didn’t have access to the body’s emotions, I assumed the ones I was feeling were my own. Eventually, though, I realized these inclinations, these compulsions, were as much a part of the body as its eye color or its voice. Yes, the feelings themselves were intangible, amorphous, but the cause of the feelings was a matter of chemistry, biology.

It is a hard cycle to conquer. The body is working against you. And because of this, you feel even more despair. Which only amplifies the imbalance. It takes uncommon strength to live with these things. But I have seen that strength over and over again.

[xueyangapologist]

me: *about to sleep*

my brain: the only reason you perceive yourself as a relatively mellow and laid back person is because you are completely engrossed by your daydreams, and constantly focus on those instead of your real life and the consequences of your actions and decisions. evidence shows that when you are forced to confront real life problems, you quickly resort to panicking. in addition to-

me: can’t we drag me in the morning

[maudelebowski29]

In case you forgot Mike Pence is human garbage…

[pumpcakes]

Please someone tell me everytji g will be ok

[pumpcakes]

The power was flickering so I decided to keep the computer off. Now that I don’t have tv background noise and I’m not cleaning - both things that were keeping my mind thoroughly occupied since I’m on break from work - everything is coming back in waves.

I am just sitting here; hardcore dissociating, spiraling down at an impressive rate.

I feel so alone. No one feels real.

[iamatinyowl]

The problem is that even if Trump loses all of the people who support him still exist and are still out there creating the social climate that allowed him to get this far in the first place.

[queeranne]

Someone put it into words. It’s terrifying.

[kitchenwitchknits]

The best analogy for this situation that I’ve heard:

Imagine that you and four of your friends are trying to decide on something to do. Three of you vote to go to the movies, and the other two vote to kill a puppy. Even though you ultimately end up going to the movies, you still have to deal with the fact that two of your friends are 100% down with killing a puppy.

[bookedandbusythough]

Damn. Well and terrifyingly put.

[pumpcakes]

Suffocating and can't talk

[pumpcakes]

I love you guys. Thank you for being there for me.