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this cockroach stands for students' rights

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day two of posting my shitty art
this cockroach stands for students' rights
I wish things made sense
I wish you woke up earlier than me still
I wish things were normal
I wish I was 15 again
Things felt normal when I was grieving
I wish I understood you
I wish I could do something for you
I wish I could get a job
I wish people would stop treating me like a 5 year old
I wish I was an adult
I wish I could help you
I wish I could focus
I wish I could work
I wish I could be
Anywhere but here
pleh
Auuuuughghgghghhggh thoughts are thoughting
the most common advice for young adults is prioritise making friends as much as a relationship but god that sounds like so much effort. i can generally maintain one close relationship of any sort at a time, maybe two at a stretch.
I should probably stop bothering with putting the label thingy on my bluesky posts tbh nobody does over there lol
having a weird time of my gender lately. very euphoric to say i'm a man and to refer to myself with he/him, but so desperate not to be perceived at all that i'm hesitant to let others refer to me as such, even if it would feel good
Disabilityposting today, a bit of a win. I'm outside independently for the first time since I got stranded the other day. I took two adderall which I guess is the only thing that can let me stay vertical these days. I encountered two older women which was a huge boost because they think I'm so accomplished and my life is so cool and interesting when all I feel like I am is a burden on everyone who loves me. I'm at an impasse right now. Do I try to go to a master's program? Do I keep pushing myself when I'm getting more and more and more bedbound? When sitting up and thinking and holding my head gets harder and harder? My struggles might be hard but I know there are disabled people struggling more. I have a wheelchair and a family that loves me and cares for me, so this is all stupid probably, but I don't know. School has always been my favorite thing. My reason. The thing that made me me. I'm not sure who I am without that.