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But hey, things happen
anyone else go through periods of like... normalness and then suddenly things get dramatically worse for a few weeks and then go back to normal-ish? it makes me feel rlly invalidated and like im faking this whole thing smh
Does anybody else grow tired of their trauma sometimes? Like, it's just so exhausting to keep coming back to the same fucking issues and triggers and flashbacks over and over and over again. I'm tired of talking about it. I'm tired of thinking about it. I feel like it takes so much energy to carry it around with me all the time and even more energy to pretend that I'm not actually carrying it around at all. It's such a specific kind of fatigue. Like when you get a song stuck in your head to the point where it gets super annoying and uncomfortable and all you want is to listen to 30 other songs to stop that one melody from ping-ponging around your synapses.
its overwhelming.
“But whatever is repressed returns later, and often in disguise, to claim its due.”
— Roberto Assagioli
why did i wake up
And it goes on and on and on…
fatima aamer bilal, from so this is all i will ever be?
[text id: how did i grow old so young? / how did i forget to live before i lived at all?]
anyone else finding the torment relentless
me: are you mad at me?
them: no
me, internally: i can’t believe they’re fucking mad at me
no gonna lie, i'm tired of everything and i just want to scream