#anxiety depression

[welcometo-blackspace]

The only reality where I'm happy is a reality where I'm dead, gone from this earth.

A reality where I'm never born.

Everything would be so much better.

[unrecoveryduster]

-10000 aura for being on antidepressants and still being depressed

[best-of-theworst]

My personal space is around 5 kilometers in every direction. Just don't come close to me, please leave me alone.

[daydrinking75]

theres a whole world out there---are you really going to let fear take that away from you? if it were me, id squeeze every ounce of joy that i could

[im-sad-too-lol]

I don't wanna be left alone with my thoughts, it is so dangerous and scary

[dibblepots]

Here we gooooooooo! Wish me luck bc apparently it takes a few weeks to do a damn thing 🙃

[xxskyethetiredemoxx]

OK, gonna vent, cause fuck that. I'm gonna be vague here, cause this applies to a lot of things for me

I'm really scared to talk about a lot of my trauma, cause I feel like it's not as bad as it could be, and that people with worse trauma will feel like no one talks about things as bad as what they went through (which ik is irrational to think, cause trauma isn't a competition, and when I see people talking about "less traumatic" events as really traumatic, I'm like, damn, that seems really traumatic. But anxiety isn't rational), and that people will think I'm making a fuss over nothing. Like my experiences aren't always as bad as other people's, and I think people will invalidate or minimise my trauma, which has happened before (mostly within my family though, so um yeah). So I just don't talk about it often. And I'm really open about probably too much at that, it's just. Idk.

Also, on another note, all the stuff I've only just realised recently is insane. Like it's never occurred to me that what I've experienced has "fit the categories" or words I've been hearing my whole life. It's just like those terms felt so far removed from my experiences, and then I realise that the reason other people's experiences that they describe with those words felt so personal to me in a way, like they struck a chord, for lack of a better saying, was because I've had experiences those words can describe. This whole sentence sounds so confusing, but oh well.

Like everything makes no sense, I'm confused all the time, and it just keeps getting worse. Or smth. Idk it's like 1am.

[wa3v3y]

me when

yk when your life lowkey feels like it’s falling apart. That’s what’s happening to me even though most big picture things are going great. Summer depression hit. Idk wtf to do. Kind of a vibe? (Not rlly) but hey… I HAVE MUSICALS :’)

[welcometo-blackspace]

I don't believe I should be happy.

Or what I'm trying to say is that

I don't believe I was born to be happy.

I was born to mourn.

To stress about little things and subjects.

I was not born to be happy.

[l0nlyc4nnib4l]

Mental health is important Untill…

I think I’m gonna delete the blog, honestly I can’t keep up with this, especially people being this rude towards me for literally no reason or for a simple mistake.

But recently I’m not in the right condition mentally… I know no one cares actually, I think I’m writing this more for myself. Maybe what’s making me so sad it’s that; it’s not something new, something I’m not used to.

I wanted to use internet as escape, as a way to express myself without being judged. But that happens even behind a monitor…

I’m a person who struggle with mental health and you all are shitty, cause instead of having a little empathy you are just twisting the knife more, even in a place that should be a safe space for me.

Is it me the horrible person for simply having mental health problems and just wanting to let out my intrusive/obsessive thoughts or you all who haven’t stop to insult me or treat me badly since I opened this blog?

You all scream how “mental health is important” Untill you come across a mentally ill person with gross and horrible obsessive thoughts, suddenly my health is not important anymore, and I am just use as a punchbox cause you all are actually shitty people.

Stop put on this inclusivity façade if this is how you actually behave with mentally ill/disable people.

[unrecoveryduster]

i want to hug the shadow people in my room

[best-of-theworst]

It's the "putting my face in my cats fluff" kind of day...

[mourning-museum333]

Don't move

Don't stray an inch from your fucking room

Though the world is vast

It has no place for you

It has no place for weak-willed attention-seeking victims

You're better off kept to yourself

They all know

I know it's private

I know it doesn't last

It's just a frame of mind and I can hide it

I know if people ask

Or if they start to sense that I seem withdrawn

I can deny it

If you deny it, it just comes back

Shows on your face, in the way that you act

If you deny it, it just comes back

Shows in your voice when the words start to

Crack the door wide open

(Leave it shut)

Take a step

Take a breath

Just suck it all up

(You're bound to fuck it all up)

There's an audience watching and

They all know

[im-sad-too-lol]

Insecurities hurt

[pain-and-persistence]

FOOD RESTRICTIONS ON A DAILY BASIS 😬🥴

Living with chronic pancreatitis significantly impacts daily life. The constant need to monitor food intake, avoid triggers, and manage symptoms can be exhausting. Simple pleasures like dining out with friends or enjoying favorite foods become fraught with anxiety and limitations. The pain and discomfort associated with flare-ups can disrupt work, social activities, and even sleep. It's a constant juggling act of trying to maintain a sense of normalcy while navigating the challenges of the condition. Despite the difficulties, finding support from doctors and loved ones can make the journey more manageable.

Special thanks to my mom 🥹🫶