#IT IS MY OWN FAULT

[diliit]

It's frustrating that normal people think that mentally ill people can be fixed.

They can't, they require constant unending support just to appear normal.

That's why we are worse than normal people, it is constant unending misery with a facade upheld by their support system that will inevitably fail them and friends who will grow to hate them.

Hell, I even had a supposed friend who said that because I have depression I am a shell of a person.

This person claims to be rosy and supportive but shows that they just don't want to deal with people who have clinically diagnosed severe depression because they are empty people who are not worth any friendship.

They're right.

[witchcraftandburialdirt]

✧ ━━ 𝐒𝐏𝐄𝐋𝐋 𝐎𝐔𝐓 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐔𝐑𝐋 𝐔𝐒𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐒𝐎𝐍𝐆 𝐓𝐈𝐓𝐋𝐄𝐒

I won't lie I've been in a very whimsical, romanticizing-my-life mood today and that is what this is about to be; mayhaps a little "Oh No Robin's Falling in Love" playlist. Which is always funny to me because yes he's a POS but man when he loves he gives EVERYTHING. Despite often trying to convince himself otherwise. ━ So let's begin this soft af nightmare ride:

𝐖 : 𝚆𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝙱𝚞𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚏𝚕𝚒𝚎𝚜 𝙽𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝙳𝚒𝚎 ━ 𝙱𝚛𝚘𝚔𝚎𝚗 𝙸𝚛𝚒𝚜

𝐈 : 𝙸 𝙵𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍 ━ 𝙰𝚖𝚋𝚎𝚛 𝚁𝚞𝚗

𝐓 : 𝚃𝚑𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝙽𝚎𝚎𝚍𝚕𝚎 ━ 𝚂𝚕𝚎𝚎𝚙 𝚃𝚘𝚔𝚎𝚗

𝐂 : 𝙲𝚊𝚛𝚗𝚒𝚟𝚊𝚕 𝚘𝚏 𝚁𝚞𝚜𝚝 ━ 𝙿𝚘𝚎𝚝𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝙵𝚊𝚕𝚕

𝐇 : 𝙷𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚝'𝚜 𝚊 𝙼𝚎𝚜𝚜 ━ 𝙶𝚘𝚝𝚢𝚎

𝐂 : 𝙲𝚛𝚊𝚣𝚢 𝚒𝚗 𝙻𝚘𝚟𝚎 ━ 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝙴𝚍𝚎𝚗 𝙿𝚛𝚘𝚓𝚎𝚌𝚝

𝐑 : 𝚁𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝙲𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚖𝚎𝚛𝚎 ━ 𝚂𝚒𝚐𝚞𝚛 𝚁𝚘𝚜

𝐀 : 𝙰𝚕𝚕 𝚆𝚎 𝙳𝚘 ━ 𝙾𝚑 𝚆𝚘𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚛

𝐅 : 𝙵𝚊𝚕𝚜𝚎 𝙺𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜 ━ 𝙿𝚘𝚎𝚝𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝙵𝚊𝚕𝚕

𝐓 : 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚂𝚞𝚗 𝙽𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚂𝚊𝚢𝚜 ━ 𝚅𝙾𝙲𝙴𝚂𝟾

𝐀 : 𝙰𝚕é𝚊𝚝𝚘𝚒𝚛𝚎 ━ 𝙳𝚊𝚛𝚔𝚎𝚛 𝚒𝚗 𝚅𝚒𝚗𝚎

𝐍 : 𝙽𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝𝚜 𝚒𝚗 𝚆𝚑𝚒𝚝𝚎 𝚂𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚗 - 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝙼𝚘𝚘𝚍𝚢 𝙱𝚕𝚞𝚎𝚜

𝐃 : 𝙳𝚘𝚠𝚗 𝚋𝚢 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚁𝚒𝚟𝚎𝚛 ━ 𝙱𝚘𝚛𝚒𝚜𝚕𝚊𝚟 𝚂𝚕𝚊𝚟𝚘𝚟

𝐁 : 𝙱𝚎𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝙱𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚝 ━ 𝙺𝚊𝚛𝚕𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚎

𝐔 : 𝚄𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚛 𝙷𝚎𝚛 𝚂𝚙𝚎𝚕𝚕 ━ 𝙳𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚖 𝚂𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍𝚜

𝐑 : 𝚁𝚘𝚌𝚔𝚑𝚒𝚕𝚕 ━ 𝙱𝚎𝚕𝚝𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚎

𝐈 : 𝙸 𝙺𝚗𝚘𝚠 𝚃𝚑𝚘𝚜𝚎 𝙴𝚢𝚎𝚜 ━ 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝙲𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝙼𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚎 𝙲𝚛𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚘

𝐀 : 𝙰𝚛𝚛𝚒𝚟𝚊𝚕 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝙱𝚒𝚛𝚍𝚜 ━ 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝙲𝚒𝚗𝚎𝚖𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚌 𝙾𝚛𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚊

𝐋 : 𝙻𝚘𝚟𝚎 𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚝𝚘 𝙳𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚑 ━ 𝚃𝚢𝚙𝚎 𝙾 𝙽𝚎𝚐𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚟𝚎

𝐃 : 𝙳𝚎𝚟𝚒𝚕'𝚜 𝙵𝚕𝚎𝚜𝚑 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝙱𝚘𝚗𝚎𝚜 ━ 𝙴𝚕𝚒𝚣𝚊 𝚁𝚒𝚌𝚔𝚖𝚊��

𝐈 : 𝙸𝚗 𝚊 𝚆𝚎𝚎𝚔 - 𝙷𝚘𝚣𝚒𝚎𝚛

𝐑 : 𝚁𝚎𝚙𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚟𝚎 ━ 𝚅𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚒𝚜 𝙰𝚕𝚙𝚜

𝐓 : 𝚃𝚠𝚘 ━ 𝚂𝚕𝚎𝚎𝚙𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚝 𝙻𝚊𝚜𝚝

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[tittyinfinity]

what the fuck.

uhhh I just found out that I've been having seizures that no one has been telling me about. apparently I had one last night, which makes sense as to how I'm still dizzy a day later. my fucking kid was the one who told me about it. why in the hell did my mom not tell me? my kid saw it! he said that he was scared about me biting my tongue off and wondered if he had to put something in my mouth! HE'S NINE!

[diliit]

That's like expecting a tortoise to fly lmao

YOU WILL FIND A WAY!!!! YOU WILL FIND A WAY . You will find a WAY ….. you WILL find a way . You will find a way you will find a way……!! YOU WILL FIND A WAY YOU WILL FIND A WAY you will find a Way you will (find) a way you will find. a way you will find a way YOU WILL FIND A WAY!!!!!!!

[fookinstevienicks]

ugh I hit my monthly data cap. it resets tomorrow but the rest of the day is going to be so annoying and slow

[uncanny-tranny]

I think so many people are so deeply alienated from themselves that they have no clue how to exercise their free will and autonomy. For some, this alienation runs so deep that they are afraid of their own autonomy and humanity. It is completely understandable why one would have those feelings, but it can be worrisome.

I want to help others who feel this way, so here are small things I have done to exercise my free will:

Add "guilty pleasure" songs to playlists and actually listen to them (I have a ton of late 1990s-early 2000s music I listen to now proudly that I never listened to in the past out of shame)

Getting the décor item, bath set, bed spread, ect. in the patterns you like, even if it's "childish" (I got a dinosaur-themed wastebasket from the kids' décor section and I adore it)

Taking a new route to get to a place you go to often

Eat dessert first

Celebrate well, and often

Collect things that are "odd" or don't seem like an "acceptable" thing to collect (somebody on my "for you" page collects dandelion crayola crayons and it was so cool!!!!!!)

Incorporate one new piece in an outfit you wear frequently (e.g., a new chain, a necklace, ribbons, bracelets, ect.). Challenge yourself to add onto the outfits if you feel up for it.

Sing along to songs without worrying that you sound "good" or your intonation is completely accurate

Read a book from a genre you weren't allowed to read as a kid (comics, thrillers, mysteries, anything!)

Walk without having a specific destination or goal

Pick up a new craft without expecting yourself to master it or to ever be "good" enough. Get your hands messy.

I don't want to shame anybody for not feeling as though they have free will or that they are exempt from exercising it. However, I wanted to give ideas so that you might read this list and find your own ways to express your intrinsic autonomy and will. You deserve to be a person, to feel alive, not just living. That is what our lives are for.

[morganbritton132]

My sister and I have the same birthday and it’s cool because people will be like, “Oh, are you twins?” And I get to say, “No! I ruined a five year old’s birthday.”

[diliit]

Then it turns out to be a trap. Like the last 6 times.

[demigods-posts]

headcanon that percy stays ready to clock the minotaur. this man would pause his lunch break to give this bull it's horn a third time. this man would dehydrate for two days if it meant he could murk this bull at the end of it. this man's beef with this walking beef is so grandeur. it was the first monster he killed the moment the battle of mamhattan began. this is one of percy's consistent bloodlust moments and no one will ever fault him for it.

[muzdiir]

i think i got sick in from the 30mins i was at the dr's yesterday 😑

[starry-bi-sky]

I am loudly pushing the batdad agenda i am loudly pushing the— DPxDC Prompt

“Woah. You look like shit."

Granted, that’s probably not the first thing Danny should be saying to the guy that just bit the curb, but in his defense; he’s not running on 100% right now either.

The man -- tall, towering, and broader than Danny is tall -- whips around on his heel, black frayed cape flaring out impressively. Danny would've whistled in appreciation, but he takes the time instead to wipe the back of his hand across his mouth, smearing the blood running from his nose across his cheek.

"Sorry." He blinks widely, not even flinching as the man with the horns zeroes in on him. "That was rude of me. I have a really bad brain-to-mouth filter; Sam says its what always gets me into trouble."

And she's not wrong either, per say. His smart mouth is what landed him in this situation -- with blood blossom extract running through his veins and cannibalizing the ectoplasm in his bloodstream. Thanks Vlad.

The man grunts at him; a short, curt "hm" that shouldn't make Danny smile, but he does because he's somewhat delirious and probably concussed. The man keeps some kind of distance, sinking towards the shadows of Gotham's alleyway like he dares to melt right into it.

If it's supposed to scare Danny, it doesn't work. Danny's never been afraid of the dark; he's always been able to hide himself in it. He blinks slowly at the mass of shadows.

"You look hurt." The shadows says, blurring together around the edges. Danny squints, and licks his lips to get the blood dripping down his chin off. Ugh, he hates the taste of blood.

"I am." He says, "My godfather poisoned me. M'dying." The agony of the blood blossom eating him from the inside out looped back around to numbing a while ago, so all he feels is half-awake and dazed.

"Hey," Danny stumbles forward towards the man, a bloodied hand reaching out to him. "You-- you're a hero, right? You're not attacking me; which is more than I can say for most costumed people I've met." Maybe it's a poor bar to judge someone at, but he's already established that Danny's not in his right mind.

The man makes no change in expression, but Danny realizes blearily that it's hard to tell with the shadows on his face. He stays still long enough for Danny to latch onto the cape -- stretchy, but almost soft under his fingers.

He looks up blearily into the whites of the man's eyes. "Can you help me? I don't-- I don't wanna die." Again. He doesn't wanna die again. He blinks slow and lizard-like. "I mean- I'll probably get to see mom and dad again, but I told them I'd at least try and make it to adulthood."

There's a clatter down the street, and Danny's ghost sense chills up his spine and leaves a bitter, ashy taste in his mouth. He immediately knows who it belongs to even before the deceptively gentle; "Daniel?" echoes down the way.

"Daniel? Quit your games, badger, Gotham is dangerous for children."

Danny's mouth pulls back, and blood spills against his tongue. "Please." He rasps, and grabs onto the shadow's cape with both hands. "Please. He's going to kill me. Please--"

"Daniel? Is that you?"

His lips part, dragging in air to plead with the darkness again. He doesn't need to, the whites of his eyes narrow, and the cape whirls around him before Danny can blink. Soon swaddled in shadows, the Night lifts him up, and steals him away.

[diliit]

I feel ashamed. Being so pathetic and wanting while never being good enough to get a friendship I know is real.

The few people who I think might be my friends, I disappoint them with the ******* attempts and self harm. It makes them view me as less of a person and more of a shell.

People who attempt suicide are ditched most often by those who pretend to care the most, unfortunately that is the majority of people. Nobody wants a severely depressed person around, no matter how much they lie otherwise.

I need someone that doesn't exist and I need them soon. I'm sorry to everyone for not being good enough, I don't have real positivity and I don't even know how to stop hurting myself.

It's an addiction that nobody wants to help with. I'm disgusting and I'm sorry. I don't know whether I even want to be around for Christmas.

[kayspaceprince]

firefox updated and bc i never bothered to sign in it lost all my settings and I've got em mostly back but now everything is just slightly different and i'm grumpy about it

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

None of our hands are clean

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[inkskinned]

the thing is there's like, a point of oversaturation for everything, and it's why so many things get dropped after a few minutes. and we act like millennials or gen z kids "have short attention spans" but... that's not quite it. it's more like - we did like it. you just ruined it.

capitalism sees product A having moderate success, and then everything has to come out with their "own version" of product A (which is often exactly the same). and they dump extreme amounts of money and environmental waste into each horrible simulacrum they trot out each season.

now it's not just tiktokkers making videos; it's that instagram and even fucking tumblr both think you want live feeds and video-first programming. and it helps them, because videos are easier to sneak native ads into. the books coming out all have to have 78 buzzwords in them for SEO, or otherwise they don't get published. they are making a live-action remake of moana. i haven't googled it, but there's probably another marvel or starwars something coming out, no matter when you're reading this post.

and we are like "hi, this clone of project A completely misses the point of the original. it is soulless and colorless and miserable." and the company nods and says "yes totally. here is a different clone, but special." and we look at clone 2 and we say "nope, this one is still flat and bad, y'all" and they're like "no, totally, we hear you," and then they make another clone but this time it's, like, a joyless prequel. and by the time they've successfully rolled out "clone 89", the market is incredibly oversaturated, and the consumer is blamed because the company isn't turning a profit.

and like - take even something digital like the tumblr "live streaming" function i just mentioned. that has to take up server space and some amount of carbon footprint; just so this brokenass blue hellsite can roll out a feature that literally none of its userbase actually wants. the thing that's the kicker here: even something that doesn't have a physical production plant still impacts the environment.

and it all just feels like it's rolling out of control because like, you watch companies pour hundreds of thousands of dollars into a remake of a remake of something nobody wants anymore and you're like, not able to afford eggs anymore. and you tell the company that really what you want is a good story about survival and they say "okay so you mean a YA white protagonist has some kind of 'spicy' love triangle" and you're like - hey man i think you're misunderstanding the point of storytelling but they've already printed 76 versions of "city of blood and magic" and "queen of diamond rule" and spent literally millions of dollars on the movie "Candy Crush Killer: Coming to Eat You".

it's like being stuck in a room with a clown that keeps telling the same joke over and over but it's worse every time. and that would be fine but he keeps fucking charging you 6.99. and you keep being like "no, i know it made me laugh the first time, but that's because it was different and new" and the clown is just aggressively sitting there saying "well! plenty of people like my jokes! the reason you're bored of this is because maybe there's something wrong with you!"

[webweabings]

AND I KNOW THERE IS SOMETHING ALL WRONG ABOUT ME, BELIEVE ME.

“Electra”, by Euripides, tr.Janet Lempke; // @sunsbleeding ; // “War of the Foxes”, by Richard Siken; // unknown; // “Fleabag”, by Phoebe Waller-Bridge; // unknown; // “Monsters”, by Nikita Gill; // unknown; // “Women and other monsters: Building a new mythology”, by Jess Zimmerman; // “Claustrophobia”, by Tracie MacVean; // Buffy The Vampire Slayer. 2.21 “Becoming: Part 1”