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@vivalanorthlane
not to like.. sound pitiful but it’s particularly unfair that people with chronic/lifelong mental disorders,addictions, etc have to work all day every single day to feel ok. If you get tired of it and slip up for even a day or two you start to unravel. Constant use of coping skills. Constantly monitoring your meds and making sure you sleep well,eat well, socialize, plus literally ignoring everything your disorder is telling you, and you can’t realistically count on anyone but urself. Years of regular therapy. And a lot of the time it’s still not enough to keep you afloat even if you’re doing your very best to stay regimented and healthy
if this ain’t me
When you’re having a good time, but you feel a depressive episode coming over you
I remember a more innocent time, when two bros would chill in a hot tub, six feet apart, not because of a global pandemic, but merely because they were not gay.
Petition to change “he looked at her like she was the sun” to “he looked at her like she was the moon” and any other variation bc I look at the moon in wonder and love and amazement while I’ve only ever just squinted angrily at the sun
He looked at her like she was the sun, in that he never looked at her except in frustration. He basked in her warmth, he complained when she was gone, but he never looked. On days she was muted, he complained. On days she was stronger, he hid from her. He never looked at her until she was leaving, and in the beauty of the sunset he wondered how he’d never seen her before.
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Being isolated to your home is one thing, being isolated with mood swings is a weird, new ballpark that I do not care for thank you very much.
heely doc martens
this quarantine is really surreal because my husband recently started working some sort of weird graveyard shift so I see him for a couple hours every night before he sleeps and I’m working from home and then at night I’m up with my past mistakes and self harm thoughts and anxiety while I rewatch madmen for the billionth time and wake up and work from home and then he sleeps while I work and let me tell you there’s no other way to bring on existential crisis and depression tears i’ll tell you hwhat
the “t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-target” vine but it’s me walking into my therapist’s office saying “welcome to t-t-t-t-t-t-t-t-trauma! 🎉🎉🎉”
I wasn’t exorcised properly in a past life and that’s the reason why I’m like this.