I do not let my mentality let me down., My #Trichotillmainia is an art, & an artist Am I. #SelfPotrait (at Cobb County, Georgia)
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I do not let my mentality let me down., My #Trichotillmainia is an art, & an artist Am I. #SelfPotrait (at Cobb County, Georgia)
My #FidgetSpinner ☺💞. #Anxiety 🚫 #Trichotillmainia.,...Only $10 @ #Spencers #SpencersStores 🌈 #MumOnABudget (at Spencer's)
My #FidgetSpinner ☺💞. #Anxiety 🚫 #Trichotillmainia.,...Only $10 @ #Spencers #SpencersStores 🌈 (at Spencer's)
I rather you choke me then pull my hair., I get enough doing that by my damn self!!! #Trichotillmainia & #Sexercise 😜😝😂 #MentalHumour #LaughAtMyPain #TShirtIdeas
I rather you choke me then pull my hair., I get enough doing that by my damn self!!! #Trichotillmainia & #Sexercise 😜😝😂 #MentalHumour #LaughAtMyPain
FM fricken L. Stupid rash on my face hurts
And all those wisps around my face are baby hairs I've been pulling. So I look weird every time my hair is up.
I wonder now if I should have taken the opportunity to increase my med. my husband doesn't want another baby. I do. And I dont. I just want to stop feeling so exhausted. I want to have an hour where I can do something without waiting to the baby to wake up. I feel so removed from everything and I constantly am thinking what if I made the wrong choices? I have friends who are in college and having adventures and meeting people. And I'm so jealous. I want that. But I know if I had the opportunity I wouldn't do it. I hate the idea of draining myself socially when no one is going to like me any way. I want to sleep for a whole day and not have to worry about needing to get up cause my husband is too incompetent to make the baby cereal. And he's overwhelmed and can't deal with a crying baby. And I get it. But dammit I am here with him 24/7 halfway through a mental breakdown. I daydream about accidental deaths. Which is terrible. And I don't want him to die. He's my baby I love him. I think. I feel so detached from him even once he was born. And you're supposed to feel this bond, but I don't feel anything. He doesnt know parts of his body or how to say bye bye or who mama and dada are. And it's my fault. I can't teach. and now I sit and literally pull out chunks of hair and dig into a spot on the base of my neck till it hurts. I want to be somewhere else. I want to be someone else.