(^ limited edition pink Houvco encouraged by me ✨✨✨ also woahhhh apparently other people started using the 'my god he stole a baby' one 😭 I made it for myself, I thought it was an inside joke 🫠)
Ciao, call me Verbose (Verbie is good if we're friends, and I'm ok with casual use of pet names like hon, babe, pookie, etc, or feel free to ask about anything else you'd like to call me!)
Pronouns are she/him/his (never "her" and never they/them!!) I went into detail about how this works and my nuances Here
Highly Sensitive Person, mild-moderate agoraphobia, paranoia which is sometimes severe, lifelong chronic pain, and believe it or not there's more..
Oh yeah and I happen to have an ED. This is NOT strictly an ED blog, and I do not generally post th!nspo or similar. It comes up sometimes as one of many things that make up my daily life, my struggles, and who I am. You have been warned.
I also ✨yap✨ and am ✨annoying✨, you have been doubly warned.
Tags below, for you to block or explore at your whims
#verbose yapathon - Lighter posts, random stuff that is always non ed-related and generally fairly short.
#verbose asks stupid questions - polls! I often do week-long ones so feel free to check this tag for ongoing polls
#verbose gets an ask yippee!!! - asks (I only ever post positive asks so you won't find anything stressful here)
#legends say verbose has been yapping so much that all his moots forgot she even had an ed blog but here we are - ED-related posts
#the ver struggle bose 🚌 - posts related to other physical or mental illness stuff, just struggling, usually not ed-related
#i'm verbose and this is deep - uhh idk "deep" stuff? See for yourself 💀
Zoning in to my dad talking in the other room, it sounds kind of serious so I start listening more intently.. slowly pieced together that he was explaining the plot of Solo Leveling to my mom.
Ignore me being a spooky scary screenshot hoarder, but behold! I still have our first significant interaction! Back when I still had my bacon hair 😭 I don't remember what inspired me to send you this, I just know everyone had those "I survived the Nuvco drought of nov-dec 2024" banners and I was a new fan.
Seems you tolerated me ok..
not spooky at all dw i take sc of things i wanna remember too <3 this was when i hadnt been on tumblr for almost TWENTY FOUR WHOLE HOURS !!! SCARY!!!!
I was a noob with no moots and had such bad "they don't want me here :(" syndrome so I just hoarded positive interactions until they became a regular occurrence. I still keep some favorites, but I'm much more secure of my place in this community nowadays. Anyhoo, if y'all don't want me here, shoosh 🤫
I really hope G**gle is not doing anything substantially awful with my writing, I do have my settings as private as seems possible, but even if they ARE stealing my work, at least I know they'll never truly get it because they. don't. know. the. lore. like. i. do.
I was spiraling for hours and in some youtube comments earlier and someone said "Social media rewards trauma bonding" and I'm not even 100% sure I understand that implication, but I thought of you guys 🧡
there is a very real tendency of teenagers with anxiety disorders self diagnosing with considerably more stigmatized and impairing mental illnesses (e.g. schizophrenia, DID, personality disorders), but the best response to that isn't to get angry with them for "appropriating" lol. instead you show them coping resources for the problems they're actually having and deemphasize diagnostic categories in general. if an 18 year old is claiming to have alzheimer's, they're probably making an innocent mistake and are in genuine distress. be kind.
Also I think this trend comes, at least in part, from how brushed aside anxiety disorders can be. If your parents and teachers dismiss you with 'oh everyone feels anxious', then inevitably you're going to start thinking that there must be something else going on with you
”You must feel very scared right now; let’s talk about how to help you personally, tailored to your symptoms” will always be more helpful than “stop faking (X) for attention”. If theyre that desperate for attention or an explanation, something is wrong.
It needs to be Not Allowed nor A Thing for ads to automatically open the app store or take you to another site without at the bare minimum asking. I KNOW you can make a little "are you sure you want to redirect?" pop-up. And they intentionally do Not use this for ads. Especially the ones on tumblr lately I have noticed the scroll function does not work if you're touching the ad directly, you HAVE to only touch the header (and that doesn't always work either) or get a running start and sorta WHEEEE!! past it in order to scroll. If you touch the ad's actual post body it will open the appstore SO FAST. Zero hesitation. Absolutely wild.
This is your daily reminder that ✨ We ✨ Are ✨ The ✨ Product. ✨
i want to dye my leg hair to see if I can make it look like there's more.. I really would like to just grow more body hair in general but I can't control that obviously ☹️
“Eating disorders are rooted in fatphobia” I am actually going to rip your spine out of your body with my hangry adderall rage maybe for once someones mental thing isn’t about you maybe everything in the world doesn’t need to be about your situation
I find it interesting how some people will say something is a phase as an excuse to not treat a younger person's expression with respect (regardless of whether it turns out to be a phase or not), but they never consider if it will be "just a phase" when a young person starts doing something that is considered "normal".
Some examples (please note these happened back when I was a full-time girl, but I am discussing these types of expression with the knowledge and nuance I've acquired as I've grown into myself, part of which included becoming genderfluid.)
I had a brief phase where I wore mascara, and my mom to this day is surprised that I loathe makeup and never wear it, because she thought she saw me "starting to get into it". I was eleven, by the way, when I wore mascara. When I was ten I wore cat ears a lot, and nobody thought that would be how I chose to accessorize going forward. Because for some reason, a fun hair accessory is unusual, but putting black hardening goop on your eyelashes and painting your face the same color it already is.. is Not. At all..
For a few years, I wore bras all the time, and by that I mean constantly. Every day. Even at home. I even slept in a bra. That was fine. Nobody questioned it. But I now rarely wear one, only for certain outfits, mostly only if I'm feeling extremely feminine and wearing a bra will enhance the girl-euphoria. Any other time, wearing a bra will give me dysphoria and make me feel very insecure, because I'm very uncomfortable with the artificial shape. I don't recognize myself because that's not how my body looks. A bra is an accessory to me, it's shapewear, something meant to force a regular body into a different (and very artificial) shape which may be more satisfying on the eyes, especially with certain shirts. And yet, not wearing such a device is what people think of as me expressing myself in an unusual way. My body in its own right is considered either a statement piece or a result of laziness or prioritizing comfort over anything else.. But why? I'm literally not doing anything, I'm just having a body. I put a shirt &/or a sweater on it. Nothing else is needed to be modest and warm enough. Still, this is considered unusual expression, so when I did wear a bra regularly, that wasn't considered a phase, although it ultimately was. I wore them at the time because they brought me joy and euphoria, because I was a girly girl. It was really very similar to why I wore cat ears. The other girls who wore cat ears did it for fun. I thought the other girls mostly also wore bras for fun, or because they were insecure in the locker room. No other reasons occurred to me..
And they still don't. I still don't get it. Express yourself in ways that bring you joy &/or help you feel more comfortable if you're insecure. This applies to both common and unusual forms of expression, and all genders.
