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I AM GOING TO EXPLODE AND DIE (trying to be productive & complete multiple deeply boring tasks with ADHD)
Tw parental abuse
This is just me screaming into the void but I’m upset and I’ve decided to make that your problem.
So I came out to my mom like a month or so ago and I regret it completely. I thought that if I can out she would finally stop some of her homophobic jackassery but it’s like it got worst. She got mad at me for “lying to her” about being straight. Which yeah ok you run around yelling about how Bi people are just confused, (and yes she said that I was just confused when I came out but I’ll get to that) a how just impossible that trans people can you know be a thing but yeah, and asexuality doesn’t exist but no it’s on me for keeping my sexuality/gender close to the cheat. She claims that I’m to touch with my friends because she saw me sitting on a couch with them at a sleepover which is why I think I’m Bi. She refuses to acknowledge that her Lgbtqa+ child knows about Lgbtqa+ issue in any capacity. At this point, I’ve kind of just shut down which hasn’t made the better but It’s less stressful than explain that she a homophobic asshole who gives me panic take every other day. Copled with the fact that she keeps going on and on about how me wanting to have any form of sex is going to get me aids and any amount of caffeine will kill me (which might be true but it science seeing as she doesn’t believe in overhydration, elevation, Psychology, and thinks Weed is additive along with a multitude of other thing so I’m taking that one with a grain of salt) so she cut me off from the little of I was getting which was the only thing giving me the energy and serotonin to mask somewhat decently and I’m kind of just done. That’s just not even half of it but I’m not in the right state to keep typing less I chuck my PC out a window.
I will never ever be over the epilogue of clockwork princess. Jesus Christ
put me in the night where i belong
Cool. This is all fine. Everything’s fine! Glorious.
INTJ ChemE female. Anything I can do to help?
Hey bud!
I think. That i’m ok. I think. Playing the game is literally so hard. Because when you think you’ve found someone, you should stop playing the game–you know? So long long story short, INFJ and I work together, he’s a manager and I’m a student (iSSUE), so we said we should take it v. slow, to be sure. Which… I agree.
It’s just been difficult because we do like each other, but since nothing is official, and we’ve been on a few dates but we’re being super hands off given the circumstances— also since we both travel a lot, I don’t see him for long periods. As a result, I worry (perhaps, irrationally) that I should just get over it just in case we decide it’s not worth the risk or that we don’t like each other any more (or that he doesn’t like me, I guess). When i see him again, it’s always fine and fun and great and wonderful.
We’re just at a weird spot where we need to talk about what we’re doing again, and I’m a bit scared about it. I don’t want to push the conversation because I’m scared that that I’ll scare him away (stupid, because if it does scare him, I shouldn’t date him anyway… but I don’t want this to be the case so I don’t want to tempt fate)… but on the other side of the coin, I’m scared of backing off and doing nothing because I don’t want him to get the wrong idea and back off as well.
I didn’t realize until now that it’s important to be vulnerable. You have to let down your guard to express that you like someone. Yesterday, I gave him chocolate and that origami pig for his birthday, my lab went to dinner, and me and INFJ broke off and talked and chilled–and I’m being so obvious about my feelings without saying that I like him (again). He’s also told me this. It was just a few months ago, and given my lack of experience and inability to read him, my insecurities (which I didn’t know i had) are telling me he’s changed his mind.
I’m alive. I’ve just kickstarted OB training with my dog and I’ve been working doubles because god actually hates me.
My snapchat is @/foolkind if you guys wanna see what goes on in my life.
fuck you, chris evans.