#me dissociating

[churchcrabs]

[wildernessuntothemselves]

thinking of how beomgyu teases yeonjun and soobin about their age, calling them old etc and how he would do the same with older co-worker!reader so much so that you'd think he thinks of you as an old hag. you blow up in his face one day after he gets on your nerves about having a crush on the new hire, saying shit like "wow i didn't know people your age still had a sex drive" and making really distasteful jokes, telling you that if you wanted it that bad he could've done you a solid and fucked you which just made you lose it, pushing him against his desk and ordering him to know his place, telling him that you'd never let a dumb boy like him lay a finger on you and that you need a man to keep up with you which just makes him pout and sulk, whining about how he can make you feel good and to just give him a chance and that's when you finally realize that the idiot has a massive crush on you and somehow thought teasing you was the way into your pants

[neurodivergenttales]

I feel like I’ve betrayed the younger version of me by not being able to remember my childhood, what she enjoyed, what she did, how she sounded, not being able to connect to her.

I feel like a severed story, completely detached from the last versions of myself.

So I never really feel human.

[azrael-is-haunted]

Literally everyone IRL: Hey, do you remember (something mundane, like whether a sign said something or what somebody said to do at work)? Me, unintentionally miming a deer in headlights: I, uh... don't remember anything right now. *dial-up sounds*

[dollparts-3016]

[hoshii11]

Is it just me or when you get sick Hallucinations and Auditory Hallucinations just get worse? Because for me the more drained and tired I am, the worse my schizophrenia gets. I also get a lot of brain fog that makes me dissociate much more frequently. I hate being sick.

[alienmustdie]

Esta cada vez mais difícil aguentar viver mais um dia. As coisas parecem que estão todas as mesmas, parece que eu estou parado em um dia só, vivendo a mesma coisa repetitivamente. todos os dias. sempre.

Eu até já perdi as esperanças de que um dia as coisas vão melhorar, e eu vou ficar bem, porque eu sei que é tudo uma grande mentira. Tudo na minha vida é uma grande mentira, e eu também sou uma mentira. Tudo que eu faço é fingido e ridículo. Eu passo o dia fingindo estar bem, fingindo estar feliz perto dos meus amigos, mas a verdade é que eu estou péssimo, e tudo o que eu mais quero é me matar, e acabar com toda esse lixo que eu sou.

[jckpoetry]

“Dissociation”

How do you address the living,

when you can’t hear your own name?

The heart is pumping and the body moving,

but where is the brain?

Vision is blurry and mind is auto-piloting

A walking purgatory

J.C.K

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