#acuallyptsd

[ptsd-life]

I wanna run. I wanna scream. I wanna just escape from my own fucking head. But there isn't an escape. It doesn't leave. I am fucking trapped. So I freeze. I dissociate. With my head screaming, locked behind layers of ice, sight fuzzy. I dream of dying.

[rwbwby]

gotta love those moments when you sit on a couch in a wide open space to try and study, but the fear of your stalker appearing (which is very likely to happen) morphs into the fear that your shitstain ex will appear (highly, highly unlikely) and it devolves into a panic attack i just want to get rid of his ghost