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So often I feel trapped in an existence I canāt break free from. To loving those who do not return love. To spending time working on things that donāt return accomplishment. To feeling lost in mind and thoughts pondering the next stages of life.
My birthday is coming up this week, another step closer to 40, another year Iāve not found that which I have been looking for and longing for. As I get older the happiness, love and joy I crave as a person seems to be something I may forever miss out on in life.
What is life without joy, what is life without someone special to share the moments with, what is life without happiness. A mind consumed by regrets, by being hurt in the past, by losing those you care about. A mind stuck in such an introverted state that you struggle to reach out to ones you hold dear, share your heart with those you love dear and spend time doing that which you crave to do, the activities and journeys you long for, to share with those you care about but feel hindered by your absolute seclusion. When your consumed by anxiety and you talk yourself out of reaching out to make new friends based on fears of getting hurt once more.
These days I put all of myself into my work, through the day, working into the night as I look into things to prepare for the next day or answer peoples queries. I type of hyper focused addiction I put upon myself to try and forget that the majority of the time, I am alone and thereās no one reaching out to check on me.
I donāt know how I became so much of what I hated, I always said Iād never become a workaholic like my father, but there is no one to love me and pull me away from it. No one to remind me daily that thereās something or someone more important to spend my time on. I have met people this year through different avenues and I feel disconnected from all of them, no one speaks to my soul or my heart, every person becomes a ship sailing into the sunset and another potential connection lost.
I had wished I had told the people I loved sooner that I did in fact love them, however those things trigger that common feeling of rejection I am so used to from my past, the fear of losing them, which in fact they usually end up lost anyway, those things that make you feel small and unworthy.
Itās taken me a massive amount of energy to put my mind into a state where I am finally inviting people to my house as I am doing this week. To step out of the fear that no one would show up and that it would validate my inner demons always telling me Iām not worth other peopleās time. I need to find a sense of myself so that I no longer feel isolated in my home, trapped away from people I donāt see but want to see. I need to figure out where I am to go from here, currently I am my own worst enemy.
Isolated
What do you do when youāre all alone,
No one to turn to, no one checking in on the phone.
Sometimes the isolation and quiet drives your mind insane,
You have a head worth of thoughts but no one coming to your game.
You hear yourself, and itās enough to feel left out.
End of life by product of a life begging to share a shelf.
Ruptured by past dreams and meaning to be seen.
Unable to open up and trust a new, a demon ripping at the seams.
You capture memories like bubbles in the wind,
One moment theyāre there, next moment a reminder of why they end.
You twist yourself into a box constructed of your fear,
Of opening up and sharing your love, scared of once again being beat bare.
When those you cared for hurt you, youāre left feeling lower of you,
Picking up broken pieces of a mirror, neverending as it cuts through.
You spend a life learning to accept and learn your someone else,
The people who leave donāt have the time to learn that self.
You hide yourself away, struggle to reach out for connection,
You fear anyone that shows up will be another misdirection.
So few people in the world you trust, yet those same people you donāt chat.
Even though those people sometimes have a way to pull you back.
You sense you are a burden, thatās why people stop replying,
All it takes is a few unseen words, for you to stop trying.
And when the day is done and gone and your back in solitude,
You hide yourself away in doors, you bolt the locks and curl on the floor.
You pray to a higher power that thereās more to life than this,
Than being hurt and being alone and regretting all youāve missed.
That power returns silence, a reminder of where you are.
On a couch, thinking of someone else and a dream that wonāt go far.
Ode to a heart
Living life solemn, one heartbreak at a time. Sometimes I feel so weighed by the past and happiness I'll never find. I wish life had a remote control and we could just press rewind. Stop to start those things that leave us broken and repeating "I'm fine".
I wish I could fix these brain deficiencies and be granted serotonin. When your body searches constantly for things to love and heal but your brain lacks the same motion. I wish people could see the me, beyond the masks and icy depths of a soul that's barren and frozen. Until then I'll try my best to live a life with this lonely heart still open.
What I cannot say
I'm lifted by your presence, you remind me how to feel. Your eyes, your smile, the way you laugh, how could you be so real. Though fate has drawn a line, and we are worlds apart. Though in my dreams, you always hold, the key to my heart.
My mind runs through endless fields, holding hands with you. And everytime you say my name, it feels like winter dew. I never thought I'd find, someone so brave and pure. Yet when you smile and share your dreams, your words pull me like a lure.
(chorus) My mind is entangled, in what we could have been. Racing thoughts within lifes lanes, where we could both be free. I open up myself, yet I'll leave my feelings shelved. For I cannot share them with you, as your hearts with someone else.
My heart is always breaking, yearning to be close to you. I haven't felt like this before, this feelings something new. You do those little things, those things that you just do. You make me feel inspired and strong, something that's humbly due.
You live your life with passion, your hopes shine with grace. What I would give to be the one to put a smile on that face. I edge my life in reason and stoke my soul fires bright. The way my heart calls for you goes deep into the night.
(chorus) My mind is entangled, in what we could have been. Racing thoughts within lifes lanes, where we could both be free. I open up myself, yet I'll leave my feelings shelved. For I cannot share them with you, as your hearts with someone else.
Though time can heal these aching wounds, the scars will surely stay, Reminders of the love I felt, that couldn't find its way. I'll cherish every memory, each whisper of your voice, And though we walk on different paths, I'll respect your final choice.
I'll write your name on steamed glass and cross it out once more. Try to forget we cannot be and let my heart bleed raw. But for now as life moves forward and we move onto other space. I'll take a moment to warm my heart with that smile upon your face.
Inflicting from hurt
It started off with sweet kisses, and sexy comments on the phone.
Sneaking in a side window, when your daddy wasnāt home.
Small flirting, playing dress up and face smiling with glee.
Deep down I knew, thereās no one else Iād rather see.
Time moved forward, darkness rose up and smiles began to fade,
Subtle comments of weight, looks, things you want to change.
I knew somewhere that your words werenāt meant to hurt,
But I couldnāt help but feel, I couldnāt stop feeling burnt.
(Chorus) You told me not to worry, regardless of what you say,
You still cared about me, and things would stay that way.
I missed the signs and the poison, I missed what youād change me to.
But now youāve whipped and broke me, Iām a narcissist too.
You went quiet, you stopped talking, and telling me your truth,
You shut me down when I spoke up, and your temper hit the roof.
Opposite sides of the couch, while your texting on the phone.
Screen hidden from my perception and reassurance your hearts at home.
Hurtful comments followed by flirting, keeping my heart in unknown,
Arguments you start blamed on me, when I just want to be alone.
You leave me begging on my knees, when you cheat and say sorry,
Why I am not good for you, are you too good for me?
(Chorus) You told me not to worry, regardless of what you say,
You still cared about me, and things would stay that way.
I missed the signs and the poison, I missed what youād change me to.
But now youāve whipped and broke me, Iām a narcissist too.
I take you back, cause you tell me you would change,
Youād stop making stupid comments and finishing with rage.
Time moves forward again, the curtain falls in gloom,
For every text you get, you have to leave the room.
The signs are back again, change didnāt last so long,
Your smug smile and grin, after nights of not coming home.
Iām left by myself, I feel Iāve done something wrong.
But your harsh words, I should know, you were evil all along.
Ā (Chorus) You told me not to worry, regardless of what you say,
You still cared about me, and things would stay way.
I missed the signs and the poison, I missed what youād change me to.
But now youāve whipped and broke me, Iām a narcissist too.
Donāt worry about me, Iāve learnt the lesson well, Before the next person hurts me, Iāll be sure to give them hell.
Disassociate from happy, donāt expect that itās the truth,
Before they can hurt me, Iāll kick them to the booth.
(Chorus) You told me not to worry, regardless of what you say,
You still cared about me, and things would stay that way.
I missed the signs and the poison, I missed what youād change me into.
But now things are finished, Iām a narcissist too.
Do do do Iām a narcissist too. Do do do Iām a narcissist too.
This mind grows weary
In a world of sadness, how do we stop feeling sad anymore. In a world of madness, how do we stop feeling mad anymore. I will continue listening and dreaming of another soul to help feel complete. Though when all you do in life is wait, perhaps it's time for eternal sleep.
How I see it should be
In a world of darkness,
Even though thereās a sun.
With a million voices screaming,
For a people to, get along.
Why canāt there be magic, in love and caring,
Why canāt there be tears of joy, and a world without suffering.
We need to do better, we need to learn to breathe,
And heal all this sadness, and make the blind men see.
(Chorus) This world needs to heal, the people need to feel,
A sense of together, a place where we are real.
No broken masks, causing faces to be unseen,
A world of acceptance, without being just a dream.
Reach out for eachother, lets forgive the past,
So much corruption, and a hate they wish would last.
It causes division, where there should be unity.
Why canāt we love one another, and sing in harmony.
You are my brother, regardless of race or creed,
And we need eachother, for this world to be free.
Take back your wealth, your health, yourself,
And open to things that could truly be.
(Chorus) This world needs to heal, the people need to feel,
A sense of together, a place where we are real.
No broken masks, causing faces to be unseen,
A world of acceptance, without being just a dream.
Raise your voice, lift the minds near you,
We have a choice,itās time to learn what line you drew,
Sands blow away, those lines will fade away,
Heal from our past, thereās no room for yesterday.
Connect to another, itās time to learn from all,
Donāt close your mind, youāll find, thereās a whole world to feel,
A million stories of knowledge, no ones truly right or wrong.
Souls of nations calling and hurting, teaching lessons of where theyāre from.
(Chorus) This world needs to heal, the people need to feel,
A sense of together, a place where we are real.
No broken masks, causing faces to be unseen,
A world of acceptance, without being just a dream.
Take back your words of fear, thereās no room for it anymore.
Iām taking my place right here, right now, growth and love is whatās instore.
You are you, and we are them. Raise your arms together, donāt spread yourself so thin.
Donāt close off yourself, open up and share your wealth.
Itās time to heal, and feel, and kneel, we can improve this worlds health.
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I have a weird mind, anyone I've been with can tell you they've always ended up frustrated with the way I think about things in this world and there's never really been true understanding as me as a person and my mindsets, one thing I've never really understood in this world is why this world is the way it is, so much hurt and sadness that's just so accepted as part of society. I wish the world and people would do more to heal from the past and move toward a more unified future of love, kindness, compassion and understanding together from all walks of life.
Wordless Mind
Why do you feel the need, to invalid everything Iāve been through.
You assume our brains are the same, thereās so little that you knew.
Iāve lived life through a mask, in an inpolite polite society,
Just because this world was made for you, doesnāt mean it was made for everybody.
Everytime I open my mind and let my thoughts unwind,
You close the box, and tell me that my words need to rewind.
You throw labels and fables about how I need to be.
You donāt understand in this world Iām struggling to breathe.
Everytime I find something new, someone new, to endure,
Who seems patient and kind and ready to let me soar.
When that box opens it brings chaos and catastrophe.
Little understanding, little openness, little of the way the world should be.
People flee from what they fear, no understanding from the masses.
No hope, no love, their words flow like poison gases.
We reach out, we yell out, to be seen and felt and heard.
But touch misses, the yell softens, as we realise your truth is blurred.
I wish I could be myself, in a world of understanding.
No judgement, no foul humour, no ācrazyā, or āweirdā branding.
When sharing points of view, bringing strange worlds to your attention,
You pull the people closest near and force my intervention.
Thereās no growth, no learning, no second mind open state.
Instead thereās pain and suffering, left alone on a solemn stake.
I wish I could be free, have a mind with no need to hide.
But after every people interaction, I die a little more inside.
Left Broken
In the sadness, and the madness, in a world that used to soar.
I am trembling, I am am crumbling, with nothing to live for.
I am beaten, I am broken, beyond what words can say,
I am hunched down and Iām crawling away from yesterday.
Take back your lies, they mean nothing anymore,
You have whipped me til I bled, I canāt give you anymore.
From the darkness, youāve created, youāve left my world in scars.
I am now struggling to breathe, these steps wonāt take me far.
(Chorus) I am here to say, that your soul was black.
Youāve done so much damage, and you can not take it back.
You wish I would forgive you, but Iām not smiling anymore.
I know your not really sorry, I canāt take it anymore.
From broken wishes to bad dreams, Iāve lost my faith in you,
You could say Iām left alive in a world youāre chewing through,
In this time, I take my power, away from your strong grasp.
And Iāll reach for greater things, away from your dark past.
(Chorus)Ā I am here to say, that your soul was black.
Youāve done so much damage, and you can not take it back.
You wish I would forgive you, but Iām not smiling anymore.
I know your not really sorry, itās time for me to soar.
In a world of broken colours, I canāt clearly see the light,
Iāve lost me inside myself and it doesnāt seem just right,
Suffering from my delusions, that things could just be fixed,
But Iām left here all alone, with just my wounds to lick.
I have no friends, no new dreams and thatās a symptom of you,
Itās time for me to put my foot down and tell you that weāre through,
Stuck in a world of empty tunnels, twisting endlessly and dark,
On a boat with no oar and rudder, and no way to disembark
(Chorus) I am here to say, that your soul was black.
Youāve done so much damage, and you can not take it back.
You wish I would forgive you, but Iām not smiling anymore.
I know your not really sorry, itās time for me to soar.
Iām left in daytime nightmares, just darkness in my wake,
Wading through empty days, thereās so much one man can take,
Iāll sit here empty and alone, even though I know itās not right,
I pray someone finds me and helps guide me to the light.
Time for me to go
Welcome to, my dilemma, I think itās crystal clear.
That every time we argue, youāre never really there.
No feedback, from yourself, my words just hit a wall.
And every time this happens, my feelings they just fall.
I once believed in myself, but now Iāve lost my trust.
That I can navigate, without turning things to dust.
Iām looking for some answers, in why we canāt just quit.
You see I searched for love, but this is just not it.
(Chorus) I think itās time for me, to say that I must go.
Please hear me out, thereās more that you must know.
Itās time to leave, this hand is just a bust.
Please donāt get mad at me, Iām doing this us.
Iāve been wandering, through hallways in my mind.
Itās getting hard for me, lost from answers I could find.
I felt we could do it all, we could fix things with the flow.
Thereās no real compromise, Iām here to tell you so.
Because I care so much, this really must be done.
You have to realise, Iām maybe not the one.
I internalise, and struggle with who I am.
For when we can not talk, Iād wished that Iād just ran.
(Chorus) I think itās time for me, to say that I must go.
Please hear me out, thereās more that you must know.
Itās time to leave, this hand is just a bust.
Please donāt get mad at me, Iām doing this us.
Please understand, Iām here to wish you well.
Even though, thereās love, Iām pulled against a swell.
We could struggle through and live this toxic dream.
But when we yell and scream we say what we donāt mean.
Itās too much, and I think you need to know.
Itās unhealthy, and itās time to take things slow.
Itās safe to say, weāre both struggling to learn.
In the process all we do, is leave each other with burns.
(Chorus) I think itās time for me, to say that I must go.
Please hear me out, thereās more that you must know.
Itās time to leave, this hand is just a bust.
Please donāt get mad at me, Iām doing this us.
In the end, I know that I am sure.
Because of this love, I know you de-serve more.
Itās time to move and learn from the past.
I wish you wellness and a happiness that lasts.
I found some old things I wrote when I was 15, once upon a time that writer was full of hope and bright thoughts. I'm 37 now, we go through life and experience heartbreak, pain and grief, we lose so many people we once cared about. We struggle with mental health, disabilities and things that are apart of us, become āusā.
We forget who we are and who we once were, forget the dreams and aspirations we once had. Anxiety stops us from pursuing things that could severely improve our lives. Not seeing a friend just because you havenāt connected in a while, experiencing experiences because you gain a fear of travelling and the unknown.
Somewhere along the way, I lost myself, between bouts of sadness, broken relationships, struggling to communicate with people I care about and a life I never really felt like I belonged in. An imposter syndrome that not only makes you feel like you donāt belong among crowds, but even that you donāt belong on this planet.
Iāve never really accepted who I am and what Iāve been through, I donāt understand the pain and confusion that comes from people we love and have never really learnt how to deal with it. My mum used to have severe anxiety when I was a kid, overthinking and constantly worried about the worst case scenarios in every situation, it would drive me crazy. Ironically my mind became shaped in similar ways, constantly trapped in a cycle of fear and rejection through my life, never truly feeling a connection with people and hyperfocusing on people that excite me to the point I would scare them off with my ramblings.
I feel what Iām trying to say, is that sometimes we need to take a step back and remember what we came from and who we were to understand who we could become and how to grow from where ever you are now. Your mental health, those times those people hurt you, the times you hurt yourself, those are not you. You canāt live your life controlled by what youāve struggled with in the past, what causes the negative thoughts in your brain to overwhelm you daily from the hurt. Sometimes we need to reconnect with that thing inside you that once spoke of hope.
Finding acceptance in love
In the shadows of memories, I wander alone,
Haunted by echoes of love, now overthrown.
Each scar a story, each tear a melody,
Lost in the echoes of what used to be.
(Chorus) But I long to feel again, to love without fear,
To find someone open-minded, whose acceptance is clear.
In the depths of my heart, I search for a friend,
To heal these wounds, to help me mend.
Through the corridors of time, I roam,
Searching for solace, a place to call home.
But the echoes of past pain, they linger on,
Leaving me broken and feeling withdrawn.
(Chorus) Yet I yearn to feel again, to love without dread,
To find someone who sees me, not just the tears I've shed.
In the chambers of my soul, I seek a new start,
With someone who'll embrace me, flaws and heart.
(Bridge) For the past may hold lessons, but it doesn't define,
The future that's waiting, where new love will shine.
So I'll keep my heart open, despite all the ache,
Hoping to find someone, a love I can make.
(Chorus) I crave to feel again, to love without pain,
To find someone understanding, who'll dance in the rain.
In the tapestry of life, I seek a fresh spark,
With someone who'll meet me, right here in the dark.
(Outro) So here I stand, bruised but not broken,
Ready to embrace love, no longer unspoken.
For in the arms of someone open and kind,
I'll find the love and acceptance, to ease this troubled mind.
And when all is said and done, and this lifeās laid to rest,
From this tapestry we have woven, and weāve given it our best.
Weāll show love can rise from darkness, thereās a lot we can gain,
For from these two souls, weāll heal eachother from past pain.
Two Worlds
She walks the halls, with stars in her eyes,
Dreams of stages-where her voice can rise.
From the city where the lights don't gleam,
She's chasing echoes of her wildest dreams.
Her voice, a melody, sweet and pure,
Echoes through hallways-while dreams endure.
But he, a soul from another place,
Happy with life's sim-ple embrace.
She's reaching for the sky - her dreams are high,
They could touch the stars - but he's just hap-py. To be by her sideee.
She practices her craft every day and night,
In her heart are fires burning blindingly bright.
Him, content with his humble days,
Lacks the words to sing her much praise.
Their worlds collide, but never meet,
She's chasing fame, he's just on his feet.
Yet in his heart, echoes a grounding sound,
A love so pure, he wished sheād found.
She's reaching for the sky - her dreams are high,
They could touch the stars - but he's just hap-py. To be by her sideee.
In his eyes, lies love deep and true,
But in her heart, there's a world to pursue.
Two different souls, missing love's embrace,
Trying to find their own special place.
In moments of doubt, sheāll turn to him,
With tears in her eyes, her light growing dim.
"Will this world see the fire in me?
Am I just chasing shadows, destined to never be?"
But he takes her close, whispers in her ear,
"I see your starlight, crystal clear. Your voice, a beacon,
shining bright, And if your mind wavers-
Iāll remind you, you're a guiding light."
She searches his eyes, a silent plea,
Not knowing of the love he hides from her to see.
Though she questions her worth, he knows it's true,
That he'll always love her, through and through.
He watches her go, a tear in his eye,
But in his soul, he knows he'll try
To support her dreams, no matter what the cost,
Even if it means their paths are lost.
For love is not possessing, but setting free,
To chase the dreams that are meant to be.
And though it hurts to watch her fly away,
He'll hold her memory close, until his final day.
Her dreams so high they could touch the stars.
But he's just hap-py to be by her side,
Heāll live with purpose and no regret,
A smile on his face. When her dreams are met.
Difference in minds
Difference in minds
Another day itās hard to breathe,
I wish you could see inside me.
Full of voices in my mind and none of them Iād call my own.
Convoluted twisted space, I force this smile across my face.
And dream of silence in my head, to force the noises to be still.
Even in rooms full of faces, I feel secluded and alone.
Understanding is just words, nodding silently and ill.
Why canāt you see I am consumed, by the darkness in this life,
Even when there should be light, something snuffs it out inside.
This brain is not working, itās a burden I must hide,
To fit into this world, designed by different minds.
You say you understand me, but your actions say something else.
Metaphorical explanations because I cannot explain it well.
This leaves us in a place, where we cannot live and grow,
We scream through all the silence but we cannot hear our minds,
Ignorance in the noises, consuming what we know.
Why canāt you see I am consumed, by the darkness in this life,
Even when there should be light, something snuffs it out inside.
This brain is not working, itās a burden I must hide,
To fit into this world, designed by different minds.
Thereās a blackness in the squiggles, that darken my head,
I canāt explain, I cannot stand, the mess I leave behind.
Living in constant confusion, this is all Iāve ever known. I can learn, I can experience but the knowledge does not grow.
Locked in a constant battle, trying to explain the thoughts in me.
To you it is just words, to me Iām trying to breathe.
Why canāt you see I am consumed, by the darkness in this life,
Even when there should be light, something snuffs it out inside.
This brain is not working, itās a burden I must hide,
To fit into this world, designed by different minds.
Designed by different minds.
Designed by different minds.
I struggle in this world, built by different minds.
Christmas
Christmas
Iāve always found Christmas to be a difficult time of year for me. I believe it might be in part from the expectations of the season from people, āto be merry and happy and jolly through the entire seasonā, when I feel my brain doesn't have that capability a lot of the time. I used to find it difficult when visiting two divorced parents and having one feel of them feeling guilty and embarrassed as they couldnāt provide what they believed the other was possibly providing to my brother and myself. In reality I didnāt really feel like I fit in with the Christmas events my father would have as well with his other family at the time so it was always a woeful time of year. Moving from a location you felt as if you didnāt belong to a location where there was sadness for what they believed they werenāt able to provide you always made Christmas a depressing event I wasn't looking forward too each year. A parent shouldn't have to feel that they have to apologise to their children for lack of gifts or money or anything like that, just spending time together is the precious part of it.
I also find Christmas difficult as itās probably one of the main times I actually do take a holiday from work, as most would know Iām a bit of a workaholic and rarely take leave at all. I would love to see friends and do things with them during this time but the majority of the time they are too busy with their own friends and families to want to do anything or respond to messages, etc. That sort of thing alone can cause your mental health to take a hit.
I also have a tendency to wait on people when Iāve asked them to do something, maybe a board game session, or a hike or even a trip to a cafĆ©. When they tell me they will get back to me with when they can do it, I will end up waiting for that response and not really planning anything else. Iām unsure if this is related to my ADHD at all or just something else I do mentally, thereās been so many times when Iāve done this in the past and the plans never happened, the people never came back to me and never made a future plan and Iāve just wasted time waiting.
I remember being younger once and being very busy during these holidays, using them to do trips, do activities, receiving a hundred texts wishing you Merry Christmas you had to reply to, etc. I feel as we get older and maybe we end up with less close friends over time, itās hard to keep this up when the friends you used to do it with have moved on with their own lives and started their own families. Itās also hard to know who close friends are a lot of the time, I know we have interactions at places like work where we may feel someone is sort of close to us in a way but that other person may not feel the same way at all. The whole āwork acquaintanceā thing has always confused me as I used to have some amazing friends in past jobs I used to do things with and then as soon as the jobs ended, you donāt hear from them again.
Maybe whatās a part of what makes Christmas better for some people, is as they start their own families they can plan their own events, make their own traditions and view the beauty of Christmas again through a childās eyes instead of just trying to make it work as an adult and figuring out who may want to engage with you. Maybe someday Iāll have something like that with someone special to me and itāll cause the other parts to fade away and be replaced with rolling tides of happiness in the future.
All I can say for now is Merry Christmas and let us hope for the best for 2024.
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I feel like something is happening to my brain recently, I'm struggling to figure out how to explain it.
When I'm out and about I try my best to try and be the regular social version of me that I can be even though it gets exhausting. However, when I'm at home, I feel like I've started developing weirder quirks than I've ever had in the past when I'm burnt out.
Noises seem to affect me more than usual and I've noticed myself doing weird ticks where my head twitches to the side and my head seems to hurt for brief moments, it also feels like I can't think at all during these times, my mind goes blank regarding anything I was thinking about. I also stutter quite a bit and struggle to express the words inside my head a lot more than usual which is frustrating and embarrassing.
I've been reading online that a lot of people who mask most their lives Infront of others to seem normal and such, as they get older when they feel like they are in a safe space, the quirks they try to mask on a daily basis end up coming out more as a result, essentially traits of theirs that they would usually mentally burn themselves up on by masking them daily due to embarrassment to them or the ideas they don't want to be perceived in a certain way by people who wouldn't understand.
I've been wondering if this may be part of it, after long days of talking to others, maybe being at home is letting those parts come out more as I get older, is it harder to keep them in or more acceptance of myself that they are indeed apart of my buildup in some form.
However if it isn't, then I'm worried. Is my ADHD getting worse somehow? Is it something else entirely?
I've never had the tick thing before in my life, it started some months ago. It also happens a lot when I'm in a heightened state like a confrontational conversation which doesn't look good in those instances to the other person when I lose track of what's happening in the conversation and just want to shut it down or move on at that point, it just makes it worse and the person ends up angry with me.
I'm making this note as a historical entry and reminder for myself.