#brainshit

[sashmaster]

EIN WEISER MANN WURDE GEFRAGT,"WAS IST WUT"DER MANN GAB EINE SCHÖNE ANTWORT...DAS IST EINE STRAFE DIE WIR UNS SELBST GEBEN,FÜR DIE FEHLER EINES ANDEREN...

[sashmaster]

WER MIT SICH SELBER IN FRIEDEN LEBT,KOMMT NICHT IN VERSUCHUNG ANDEREN DEN KRIEG ZU ERKLÄREN,UND ZU MACHEN...

[sashmaster]

SILENCE IS BETTER THAN BULL-SHIT!!!

[sashmaster]

MACH SCHON! WENN TATEN FOLGEN...

[heartsnbruises]

Are you there, Satan? it's me, Deebs.

the past three years have put me at my lowest yet. I've felt incredibly powerless, frustrated, and exhausted. I'm tired of living in abject terror and despair and fearing for my life if I try to change society.

I'm so fucking tired of waking up every day dreading to find out whether or not this nascent life of my own I've managed to wrench out of a childhood and adolescence of abuse and trauma is going to get snuffed out by forces beyond my control. the hatchling of hope and healing callously strangled before it had a chance to truly sing.

they keep telling me "it's in God's hands." the same God you use as an excuse to force these barbaric laws on me? the same God who apparently, conveniently, hates the same people you hate? the same God who created me with a short-circuiting brain constantly starved of dopamine? the same God who gave the person I love chronic pain?

at this point, I doubt God even exists. if the Devil does, though, I'm at the point where I'd trade my soul in a heartbeat for the power to change the world on my own. to make the people in power suffer and fear for their lives. to make them truly learn the hell they put others through every waking hour of their lives.

[katvong99]

#biospsychology and #voltairethecat #werelearning #thebiopsychologycolouringbook #brainshit https://www.instagram.com/p/CeN7xwmP2UN/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[heartsnbruises]

HEAD FULLA BEES

Can't remember where I saw it but i remember a post from someone saying having ADHD is like having a head full of bees.

I wanna elaborate on that.

My head is a shitty beehive. I'm the queen--my internal monologue, consciousness, whatever. I can't leave the hive. The rest of the bees are how I interact with the world outside my head. Sometimes they work just fine, flying around and getting shit done, sometimes they totally fuck up and spend the whole day bumping into windows. Sometimes they find the BEST FUCKING PATCH OF FLOWERS EVER HOLY FUCK NECTAR AND POLLEN FOR DAYS and spend all their time going back and forth to those flowers to the point that other plants go wanting.

As the queen, I have some influence over the swarm, but when it comes down to it, they're going to do their own shit, and that's the frustrating part. I say "hey, we gotta clear out the hive a little bit, make some new comb" and the swarm is like "nah, we're gonna fly around aimlessly for a while, seeya."

[starklore]

Growing up with the combination of RSD and awkward social skills can make group convos a triggery minefield. Like you're just vibing and then you read the room wrong once and suddenly you're like cool, everyone hates me. And that's just your whole life lol even if you get better at the social skills part the damage is done babe that's how you learned to have conversations, just vibe until they hate you, have fun with that. My point is that when I die God and I have some things to discuss, some grievances to be aired if you will.