#daily struggles

[eyeoftheeagle]

Someone solves a Rubik’s cube in seconds…

Meanwhile, another guy is still struggling to find the end of the toilet paper roll.

Life’s funny—everyone’s genius shines in a different way. 😂✨

[rayyzcosmos]

"are you sexually active?" oh yes! life fucks me everyday!

[silverwind25]

masking

[luainthewild]

I need and want to get back into writing so bad but I think I'll never achieve it if I don't have writing friends/a community 🥲🥲🥲

[viralfunplanet-blog]

The Introvert’s Greatest Nightmare 🎭🌀

POV: You’re at a party, your social battery is at 2%, and suddenly the person carrying the conversation leaves. Now you’re standing there with the only other introvert in the room, and the silence is so loud you can hear your own thoughts screaming. Someone has to step up. Someone has to ask about the weather or a favorite hobby. Suddenly, you’re the one doing the heavy lifting, and you’ve never felt more like a fish out of water. It’s the ultimate character arc—from wallflower to reluctant spokesperson in sixty seconds flat. 💀⚡️

Reblog if you’ve been forced into "Extrovert Mode" against your will, and follow for more painfully relatable introvert content! 🏹

[insidestory1]

Fibromyalgia

I’ve been lying in bed for an hour, trying to get up. My brain feels spongy, and I’ve no drive to get out of bed. But I know that I'm supposed to get up and start my day.

I’ll do it now, I think. I don’t feel too bad.

 I stretch my arms and make the first movements. As I do, the fatigue wakes up along with my body.

 Perhaps fatigue is the wrong word to use. Anyone who knows will know what I mean by it. But anyone who’s never lived with chronic pain will get the wrong idea. It’ll make them think of something much lighter, that can be shrugged off with a good night's rest. The fatigue that I’m talking about feels like there’s dry rot in my body. The rot seems to spread every time I move, and my body shrinks away from the thought of carrying itself through the few things that I have to do in my pared-back day.

It takes me twenty more minutes before I can finally throw the covers off and get up. And that’s just the start of my day.

[dailylaughmania]

The Bedtime Paradox

Currently living in a 90-degree room but cocooned in a heavy duvet because if one (1) toe is exposed to the air, the sleep demons win. 🕯️🔥 It’s a literal internal battle between "I am melting into the mattress" and "I need the weight of a thousand suns to feel secure." Why are we like this? Why is the blanket a sacred shield that overrides all biological thermal regulation? Just Elmo in the pits of despair, but make it cozy.

Reblog if you’re a member of the "Hot Sleeper but Needs a Blanket" club. Follow for more late-night intrusive thoughts!