#am i mentally ill
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thusteas · 3 months ago
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No cause it went from 0 to 100 so fast
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itsdiscobaby · 2 years ago
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did this art by @mera-kiin made me put this cop in my high school prom dress? yes
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strxnged · 9 months ago
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if it weren't for like study vlog youtubers idk how i would be motivated to do work today
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why we cant be irl how we are inside our heads, when we are alone at home when no one is watching?
i swear whenever i go out, i dont recognize this bitch. and when i come home, i sit in the dark and think how no one will ever really know me. is that what life is supposed to be?
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melxhunter · 1 year ago
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I feel like there are a lot of people out there who needs to hear this:
If you dropped out of school because of diagnosed (or undiagnosed) ADHD, Autism, ADD, OCD, Dyslexia, Anxiety, Depression, Bipolar disorder, psychotic disorders, schizophrenia etc… You did not fail. The education system failed you.
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primaryhealthinformation · 11 months ago
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What Is Mental Health?
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Mental health either shows cognitive, practical or emotional salutation or shows the absence of a mental disorder, the mind is not healthy, the body is affected, we are struggling with mental problems ourselves, then friends and social people start cutting themselves. Nowadays, due to compression, people are getting more stress or stress. Not only Youngster is suffering from mental health, a stressful situation arising in front of the mind, so a stressful situation occurs in front of the mind, removing the body’s energy from other places and dealing with the stressful situation. October 10 is celebrated as World Mental Health Day. It is celebrated with an aim to awareness of various types of mental illness, Mantal Health begins to cause problems in the body. Most people do not pay attention to them. When this has a serious problem, human being is forced to Dr tell that if a person doesn’t feel mindful of his work If the work you used to do better earlier, these are early symptoms of bad mantal health.
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An interesting demonstration of how the human brain works.
But also something of a lesson regarding perception, and the unreliability of subjective perspective versus objective reality.
You can be extremely certain about how you perceive the world, your "lived experience," that which you "feel it in my heart." But that doesn't mean it's actually true. And it doesn't mean we have to endorse it, or ignore or outright deny objective reality.
That's a "you" thing, not a "we" thing.
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allthatispeculiar · 1 month ago
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kayclipse · 8 days ago
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No, I cant draw any other character 😔
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virtualplushy · 2 years ago
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emotional impermanence is so funny bc like. i forgot that i am relevant in people’s lives. my friend since i was 10 asked me if i would be in her bridal party and when i burst into tears and thanked her for thinking of me and wanting me to be there she was like “why would i not want you there??? we’ve known & loved each other longer than we haven’t.” and i was like oh yeah. i forgot ab the part where you love me too
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birdsofpasssage · 1 year ago
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lights out
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cultofdarkwood · 3 months ago
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thinking about how narinder only remembers the versions of his siblings that he didn't maul. there's a pretty popular (with evidence, one could argue) theory/headcanon that the bishops had their crowns mask over/aid them with their disabilities. but in the lamb's cult, they wouldn't have their crowns anymore, and they'd have to learn how to deal with their disabilities the way mortals do.
im specifically thinking of narinder seeing leshy bumping into things, heket struggling to speak, kallamar needing to learn sign language, and shamura unable to remember most things at any given time, and realizing. "I did that. That's my fault. That's what I did that to them all that time ago."
and then, on the other end, each one of the siblings seeing/realizing that the way narinder's arms and hands shake, why he has "bad pain days", the reason why he can't really do any fine tuned detailed work with his hands the way the lamb's followers can, is because they did that to him. "We did that to him. He's in pain because of us."
all of them realizing, "I hurt you and you hurt me and nothing will ever be the same. But despite everything, I still love you."
and all of them are too scared to ask, "do you still love me?"
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fioreose · 5 months ago
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thisiswhatmakesusgirrls · 7 months ago
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inkskinned · 2 years ago
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something bad happened to you, and you died, and you came back wrong.
not wrong all the way. the little ways. you forget important dates, stopped going out with friends. it's harder to make you smile. you're apathetic towards things you used to love, afraid of places you used to go to cheer up. quieter. flinching. different.
you came back for love. you're still here for love. what pulled you back was a brightness so loud that even death couldn't outshout it. death heard the call and smiled at you and said okay. go home. somebody is waiting for you.
but you came back different. like lot's wife; you've turned into salt. you used to chirp through life in hops and skips; but now you lose skin just standing up. you have to move slower, skimming across this world without-touching-it. most things feel dull - until they're suddenly all-too-much. life, and being alive just rushes up and over you and you get hopelessly crushed.
you try to explain it to them: it is ugly, but this is what you are, now. the huge golden hoop of your halo now a little bronze ring. you are still watering your plants and wearing the same clothes. after all, you worked hard to come home. this life; so odd and off-color, now that you are wrong.
but they waited for you - it's just that they wanted the "you" that happened before this. the "you" that could sing in the show and hug people tight and look at a blade without breaking down to cry. the you with a smile in pictures. god, holyshit, it's like looking at a completely different person, isn't it. that other-you; the one they actually wanted.
you are the consolation prize. you are the body that forgot the ghost. you are the memory of the bad thing, and the death after; like you are wearing that memory as a banner. you are a fragment, an assembly. simulacrum. you don't make eye contact in mirrors, afraid the light will glance off and your true nature will flash back at you.
you hear them talk about it in their hushed, desperate whispers. sometimes they even admit it to your face; harsh and violent, acid thrown at christmas dinner. god, can you just fucking be normal again. you do not remember what normal is. you had to climb so far to get back here; you are far too exhausted. you want to open the glass door of your heart and show all the gears. can you help resolve whatever got messed up?
you try so, so hard. you came back for them. because you believed they would love you, even when you were so horribly broken. because you believed they would be patient. because you believed unconditional meant "without exception." you cannot do things the same way. you just get tired too quickly these days.
you want to put them on a couch and pour them the tea with hands that shake more than they remember. you want to line them up and draw them a map of where you have had to wander. you want to show every bruise in a backsplash; the little helpless ant of your soul carrying all that weight, over and over. you want to say: yes! it is different! but i did it for love!
you want to say: "i'm not the same, but i'm yours and i'm here. can that be enough?"
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petitefragiledoll · 9 months ago
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