How Much Further Can I Break?

Vent/Private Blog Call me Seraphym or Psych ?

[shattered-seraphym]

Hello Angels… How did you stumble upon this place..?

My Name? Seraphym or Psych, no preference.

Pronouns? It/He/Any

I do very much especially enjoy Hy/Hymn neopronouns though, even if that paints me as odd..

Age? Good question…

This blog is simply my private blog. I was venting a lot on my main and didn’t quite like doing so, so I’m here instead. These are things I didn’t want people seeing, or associating with me aside from my absolute closest friends. Maybe.

That is to say that if you know me, and you find this blog somehow, and I wasn’t the one who gave you it, then I am not comfortable with you looking at it. Leave.

Possible Triggers on this Blog:

- Disassociation from self and reality, and General Mental health issues (They vary, its hard to say)

- Sexual topics and explicit content (this will be mainly reblogs)

- Possible insensitivity to religion? I’m unsure how to label this... I refer to myself as an angel. If I am offensive in any way, its unintentional.

I will add more as I see fit..

[shattered-seraphym]

Dissociation got so bad we threw up when we realized we‘re reall?

Literally time skipped two hours whatt???

[boye-failure]

my biggest kink is someone checking in on me n noticing when m not myself

[theunvague]

needed this on my blog and rb are off

[aeserathedreamer]

angelgirl instant loss with this one simple trick

[obsidian-thing]

Imagine constantly dehumanizing neurodivergent people and then being surprised when they start to identify with something non human

[peanutgallerymemes]

unfortunately i’m cursed with being right

[shattered-seraphym]

I can’t say that my most recent ex being so vocally into women doesn’t give me pretty strong gender dysphoria.

Yeah sure. The second we stop dating go ahead and announce you only like women.

[theunvague]

i’m always sorry. i’m never confident in my actions. i always feel like an inconvenience. i’m not sure how it came to be that way, but i want it to stop. i want to feel helpful, to feel fun, to feel like someone people want around them. it’s so hard when you’ve grown up thinking that other people only have you around because they’re too scared to tell you to leave. i know my emotions can be a lot and i can’t be thankful enough to the people who have to deal with them, but that’s why i’m sorry all the time. i think of myself as something to deal with, as a problem. i know that’s not always the case, but i’ve convinced myself that it is, and that’s why i’m always sorry.

[shattered-seraphym]

I just woke up a few minutes ago so pardon any mistakes, bUT:

I have never felt like I had to “deal” with your emotions or struggles. Not once. I have never felt like you were pushing boundaries or forcing me to listen and help. I want to help. Sure, It makes me worry a bit, i’ll give you that much, but I would be so much more worried if I had no idea what was going on. I notice something is off was before you post or message me, and you texting me gives me reassurance you would let me know if it got bad.

I want to know. I’m fine with worrying a bit if it means you stay alive.

As for not wanting to be around you, I can’t tell you how untrue that is, at the very least for me. You are my best friend. I value every conversation with you so highly and care about you so so much. There has never and will never be a point where I think “UGH this guy again >:/“ when you text me. I get excited without fail, and always get sad when we have to get off call or leave hangouts. You were the only person I texted for almost two months because being around anyone else drained me and left me mentally exhausted. You were (and on bad days still are) the only person I could talk to that recharged my battery and refilled my spoons instead of draining them.

Thank you so much for being my friend. You mean so much to me.

All of this is completely honest. I didn’t lie about a word, and I hope your subconscious can believe that. You are so loved by so many people other than just me, Char, don’t let whatever’s making you think otherwise get to you.

[shattered-seraphym]

I'm so fucking pathetic

[thefaultinourchickennuggets]

the bad thing about having unhealthy habits due to mental illness, is when you DO do something healthy style you can't brag about about it because then people will then know you've been doing it yucky style all along. Like you can't brag you changed your sheets or brushed your teeth because then ppl will be like oh did you not brush your teeth regularly before? Thats yucky disgusting! So you just gotta keep it to yourself. And be proud alone, I suppose.

[shattered-seraphym]

JESUS FUCKING CHRIST LEAVE ME ALONE

[shattered-seraphym]

Gghhhh why is everyone struggling with everything right now? Why can’t everyone who deserves to be happy be happy huh?

[yippieyahoowhoopee]

these are actual diagnoses from my dr appt today

[guiltygirl]

sometimes i feel like all i am is a disorder

[thesweetiepienovels]

Actually, you are enough. Even if you don’t work. Or study. Or go out. Or have friends. Or have family. You’re enough because you exist and your existence is enough to be enough because you are not a product. You are not a sum of output. You are not a task to complete. But because you are something the universe wanted and put here even if you’ll never understand why. Somewhere in the cosmos your existence makes a difference, even if it’s not the way others existences do.

[shattered-seraphym]

I now understand why cats like boxes I want a box