i hate cptsd i hate cptsd i hate cptsd why am i the holder of everything why am i the only guy that has 2 deal with all this why do they force me 2 front whenever they get triggered – 🌀
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i hate cptsd i hate cptsd i hate cptsd why am i the holder of everything why am i the only guy that has 2 deal with all this why do they force me 2 front whenever they get triggered – 🌀
Hey vox. Bud. Yk what's not cool. (Read TWs..?)
Yk what's not fuckin cool. Goin on to syscringe to ask for help on how to make "imaginary" alters disappear. Makin ur cohost cry bc he doesnt know if he's real or not. Makin us out to be some cringe little trend followy thing insteada ppl who help ya with ur life.
Hello.
Tw unreality. Read the tags before you look at the rest of the post. If you wish to be untagged I'll untag you.
Poetry. @buggz-owlz @literallylink--who-tf-is-ravioli. Please don't look at the rest of the post without reading tags.
You have been warned.
TW plural vent
(Everyone just went dormant out nowhere and I don't like it)
I'm genuinely exhausted. Dunno why people expect me to just be okay after blatantly being told I remind them of shitty people they've dealt with I'm just gonna try and get some sleep and hope for the better in the morning.
Genuinely trying to cope with the fact we feel like a useless pos to everyone around us. It sounds dramatic or has a lesser meaning because I bring it up so fucking much but genuinely I'm at a crossroads. I want to be able to make everyone around me happy, to be something they can rely on if need be, but lately, I feel like we've been failing at even that. We feel so irritated and heavy. Not psychically but mentally and emotionally. Like something or someone put a weight on us that we don't know how to get off. I feel so pathetic whenever I do this because it's not anyone else's problem but mine that I feel this way. I hate it when people tell me what I can and can't be. I hate feeling like I'm alone in a room full of people. I hate feeling like I'm the odd one out. I hate being sensitive. I hate feelings. I hate my brain. I hate my thoughts. I hate all of it. If I could tear them out of me, I would. I miss people I shouldn't. I want them back. It's supposed to be a fun week, yet I'm already dreading it. I feel like a dog. An object to be used and discarded the moment we're deemed unusable and too broken to play with anymore. We don't know how to communicate properly but when we do suddenly we're a freak or a monster or the fucking problem. But I guess we're not important to do that. I'm genuinely on the verge of just saying fuck it and putting us out of our misery because clearly we're nothing but a problem to everyone and everything. We feel like a freak everywhere we go, and sure, we'll joke and call ourselves one, but it's just us coping with the fact that we feel like the odd one out. I feel so jealous, envious? Whenever someone is happy and I know that they're happy not because of the happiness themselves, it's just why can't it ever be like that with me? I feel like a jealous freak. I take things too close to my heart, and I don't know how to cope with it. We feel like we genuinely have to fight for everything we have and keep it close because the moment we turn our backs, they might leave, and we get so scared. When we're scared we get irritable and distant we do things we don't mean all because we don't know how to do anything fucking right. I don't know anymore.
How to account for his rise to the top ?
Maaaan.
The man is non-stop.