Are we friends?
Not to offend: But are we actual friends?
Or am I just holding on to a fleeting idea to not feel even lonelier?

seen from United States
seen from France
seen from Russia
seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from United States

seen from Maldives
seen from United States
seen from China

seen from Russia
seen from Mexico
seen from Poland

seen from Germany
seen from China

seen from United States
seen from United States

seen from France
seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from United States
Are we friends?
Not to offend: But are we actual friends?
Or am I just holding on to a fleeting idea to not feel even lonelier?
I know, probably therapy is the only place to talk about this, but... How do you know if it’s true paranoia or “just” another depressive episode creeping up, combined with loss of reality. I’m on my on my way to an appointment and still don’t know how to put this w/o sounding stupid (especially in current times)
Apart from that, it’s just scary as hell, and I’ve never been so scared of losing people over it. And I don't even know if they realize it. Or if I’m even important to them anymore.
(can’t believe I ever thought of studying psychology.)
(Ik this is much and I really don’t expect an answer to this. It’s just... too much right now.)
Oh fuck of brain! It’s: “reframing, n. a process of reconceptualizing a problem by seeing it from a different perspective.” not [empty 🍃༄ space].
At the risk of sounding like a narrow-minded bigot: I don’t want unrelated porn or erotic pics in theme-centered communities - what is that!?
Sofagespräche bei #ibes, Vorsicht politisch
Me: “A lot of people in the public eye speak up right now: Journalists, actors, politicians, social workers-”
B: “Yeah, for now…”
Me: “Yeah, for now. And I have to hold on to that because everything else scares me.”