Being snapped at for asking a question is so triggering, especially when the only reason I ask is bc I care.. guess I'll just stay in my hobbit hole, alone
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Being snapped at for asking a question is so triggering, especially when the only reason I ask is bc I care.. guess I'll just stay in my hobbit hole, alone
I don't know why I keep trying... like my efforts to help them understand something they can't fathom and it's like talking to a black hole.. 😢 I'm so tired of being made to feel less because I physically can't work the hours that most others take for granted.. I'd love to feel 'normal' and not like existing is a burden to those around me, the ones who are supposed to love and help support you in an emotional capacity. I can't stand being made to feel like an inconvenience and wasting what little energy and mental effort i have left on their feelings and trying to help them understand. I'm just exhausted and tired of floating alone in the middle of the ocean...
It sucks that someone can tramatize you and it can change your whole world but to them it was just another day and they don’t even think twice about it wtf man
I am so done with being made to feel like my presence is an inconvenience to everyone, that my fur child has allergies, and no keeping her locked in a room is not an okay answer....
So fucking done, I need out so fucking bad..
Sat in the shower for at least 30min, while staring at the water go down the drain and wishing I could will my body to just become water and slip down the drain... I'm in such a wierd mood, I don't know what's going on half the time, can't find any of the words or thoughts I have, and have become increasingly triggered of late.
I wish it looked like I might have any sort of life, might ever be loved for who I am or someone in my life who just by existing, helped make it easier for me to exist, to make it all worth something. It's supposed to be worth something right?
When you struggle so hard and don't know why, or why it crashes into you like waves in the ocean, just for the riptide to pull you under. Sometimes, it's just so hard to breathe.
“I feel like I am so far behind in life that I will never catch up. Everyone is doing so many things with their lives. I am just here. Frozen. I have been a ghost for years. I wonder if that is all I will ever be.”
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Dear diary...
Pretending nothing is wrong can be so exhausting sometimes.
How is it that my dad ad sometimes my mom make me feel so small and so infalliblly like crap for things I can't control or they just lash out and I haven't actually done anything... I'm so sick of feeling like shit bc I'm in pain and can't and can't do anything that I'm really sick of feeling like shit for not doing anything... I'm sick of feeling closer to an aunt or cousin bc they're also in pain...
I have had so much on my mind these last few months.... sometimes I'm honestly scared to actually put my thoughts into words that others can actually read or to try and do such a thing when I can't seem to make to words come out of my mouth the right way anymore.. I feel lost. Lost in what I want in life (lost in if I can and will ever be happy), and lost in what is actually going on with my body.
Can I really find someone who could see the beauty that others see so easily - yet evades even my eyes? And not only that but would they be able to deal with all my faults and everything there is to a person, including a chronic illness? How do you start that conversation, when do you start that conversation.... how do I start dating with any kind of good conscience knowing that nothing may ever be okay..? How am I supposed to feel like I'm not condemning their life.
I can't cry anymore so that's it..
In this house we ignore canon endings like real men
Lucy Preston, Timeless
Another month, another day, another year, another me, everything's still the same - yeah me, yeah life, yeah 30.....