nvm making a self insert feels bad and weird for me. i am too dislike myself to make a ideal self guy with whom my favourite characters are forced to interact

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nvm making a self insert feels bad and weird for me. i am too dislike myself to make a ideal self guy with whom my favourite characters are forced to interact
keep having the posting impulse but i come here and dont have a coherent thought to share bc i cant tell what i am experiencing at any given moment. btwn cutting down my lexapro and my anxiety abt my appt w my new therapist later im rapid-switching to hell and back. just a barrage of emotions on rotation with no time to decode them let alone soothe them.
I do Not like whatever the fuck it is is happening in Reese's house.
also not enough of you bucks fans are uncomfortable with the incest jokes they've made or people make about them
weird slightly-venty thing idk
It feels weird being so close to so many people again. You go long enough without any close irl friends and it does something to you, I guess. It just feels weird.
This is the first time I’ve ever really been able to be somewhat open with anyone about the fact that I’m ace/aro (and slightly questioning, gender-wise), because here people actually know what that means and I’m just not ready for that conversation at home. And for the most part it’s great! I even got invited to go to a Pride event by a friend, which was… really awesome. I wasn’t able to go but it felt really good.
But I also heard, for the first time (and undoubtably not the last), “Oh, someday God will give you the right man.”
And I just laughed it off at the time because ‘oh well, I’m just not gonna answer that’- only to wind up sobbing later because I realized how awful that was to hear.
Like… I love what I am, I’m comfortable with what I am, but sometimes it feels kind of isolating, in a way? I don’t feel things that other people do, and I see them in a different way because I don't understand how they feel at all. That’s an isolating feeling, however small.
Idk. It’s still rattling around in my brain a bit. I don’t think ‘the right man’s’ gonna have any effect on me, truly. I’m not broken.
as far as muscles you can pull go, front of the neck is definitely up with the worst
losing a splatoon game by 3 points.