#i'm not doing well

[chronicowboy]

maybe the real life threatening illness was the 9-1-1 we watched along the way

[kazisonline]

Edit: for people tagging this some weird stuff, it's about black sails, it's a direct quote. Tf you guys even are taking about in the tags, wdym #feminism #healing XDDD GO WATCH BLACK SAILS GEEZ

[caroandcats]

do you think Bobby knows absolutely everything that happened the night Eddie had his breakdown? do you think he had to hear how Chris had his headphones on at the time but was thankfully still able to hear his dad and call for help?

[johnthescientist]

this picture of fernando isn’t just a picture, its a cultural reset, its the oxygen you breathe, its a lifestyle, a reason to wake up, an escape from this cruel world filled with thieves, its an art, the first gift you open on christmas, a hug from a loved one, everything you’ve ever wanted.

[misswoozi]

????? What kind of fuckboy shit,?????? What in the world???? What the fuck???

[purpleglitch]

remembered that there's no dream pov from spreen's escape from the beast event and no pov from conter's parkour event, i need to die right now

[softstarsabove]

Anon is back for the second day ദ്ദി(ㅠ﹏ㅠ)

[theyoungbuck]

doodle dump

[lunar-apocalypso]

// Vent, possible eating disorder

I feel like major shit right now, physically and emotionally. My acid reflux had already been acting up a lot before Wednesday but I made it much worse by overeating that night and since then I've been feeling bloated, I've developed back pain because of my acid reflux, and it might be the bloat but some of my clothes quickly stopped fitting me properly. And... I feel horrible about it. I've been feeling a lot more self conscious lately and I know it's entirely my fault, that if I just stopped eating so much, then I'd be fine and I wouldn't have lost any weight loss progress. It's to the point where I wish I could just stop eating entirely for a few days, because I want to punish myself for having no self control... I hate myself for this and I wouldn't be like this if I would just stop being me, and I'm worried that eventually, this kind of thing will kill me...

[ratnix]

Unfortunately the only exciting thing in my life is imagining all kinds of characters as DBD killers. First it was the Nevermore spectres, now hear me out on a Victor Frankenstein killer (also if you're here to say Frankenstein was the monster all along, pls get away from me don't use that corny ass phrase)

The Creator, much like the Twins, is a set of killers comprised of Victor Frankenstein and his monster

The Entity has altered Victor's vision (aka he has the white eyes, like Deathslinger and Spirit!!) - the survivors he's chasing have the appearance of the monster whom he longs to finally eradicate from the earth

I'll try to keep it lore accurate Frankenstein (aka an 18th century loser) but I would lie if I said Victorian Frankenstein wouldn't eat. For his weapon, I'd give him a needle - since he thinks he is chasing the monster, it is only fair to be chasing the monster to kill it with the tool that would eventually give birth to the monster (reverse birth am I right folks)

Victor is an aim killer - by clenching his fist, the monster appears and, once Victor has aimed, the monster jumps on the survivor and injures them. Due to the fog blocking his reality, Victor is not aware of the monster being his M2. The Entity has altered his vision to make him believe that he is the one attacking

Mori: Victor hits the survivor with the needle one last time until they fall to the ground. The Entity uncovers his vision as the monster is released to smash the face of the survivor, Victor slowly backing away as he faces his creation. The monster turns his attention to his maker and grabs him by the throat, strangling him before he tosses Victor to the side. Victor was the obsession, not the survivor

Next episode we've got Jekyll and Hyde stay tuned

[that-sw-selfshipper]

Cool thing about Obi-Wan he'd let me have my space without letting me have my space when I'm caught in a depression spiral if that makes sense? He'd be in the same room with me. He knows that I like to disconnect from people when I get like this and I get very very quiet and speak as little as possible when i do have to speak but eventually I will want someone near me and I'll want company but I'd be too anxious to ask. (Under read more as it's personal and im really going through it rn™ and really really want comfort. Sorry for mistakes I'm emotional right now.)

Obi-Wan: What are you doing?

Kaden: Playing minecraft.

Then he'd go back to doing what he was doing then maybe an hour or so later he'd ask. "What are you doing in the game?"

Kaden: building stuff.

Some more time would pass he'd inquire once more I would respond: "mining stuff"

He'd go back to whatever he was doing for awhile and then once again ask "what about now?"

Kaden: growing stuff

Obi-Wan: May I watch? It seems peaceful. The music is lovely.

Kaden: Sure.

Obi-Wan would settle on the bed beside me but he wouldn't touch me. Hed simply just be a presence beside me. He isn't actually particularly interested in the game but he does enjoy the music and he wants to make sure I know he's there.

That would be all it took to have me start breaking down and crying, throwing thr control away and curling in on myself. It just happens, especially after I've had an extremely long high. (Not sleeping/being reckless/ irritated and snapping at people/ god complex etc.....all the "joys" of being bipolar) I just feel this overwhelming sense of dread and that I'm not okay in the slightest and the realization of my actions while I was in that heightened state. I feel broken. Ashamed, embarrassed and disappointed in myself once more.

He'd ask if he could hug me and god knows I wouldn't be able to speak just nod as I'm scrunched into a ball. He'd pull me against him and run his hand soothingly over my back while I sobbed, whispering soft gentle reassurances and telling me that I'm going to be okay that its okay, that he's here for me.

Even when I apologize profusely for being like this he reassures me that I've done nothing to apologize for. I cannot control what happens. While he says that he reminds me that I'm never a bother and he wants to be here to help me.

I'd tell him I feel like a burden and bothersome and he's quick to reassure once more telling me if he truly felt bothered or burdened he wouldn't be here at my side at all.

He tells me while he cannot fully understand what I'm going through as he doesn't have the same mental disorder I do he says I will never have to feel alone because he's here to help lessen and quiet all the thoughts that seem to overtake my mind.

He reassures me that even when I have incredibly bad days where any regular person would see my paranoia, my irritation, depression, manic episodes as personal attacks or threats that he doesn't, that he will be here in any way that he can because he cares about me deeply, he loves me so much and he wishes he could take it all away, he knows he can't so he instead vows to stay with me through the storms, that I'm not hard to love, I'm not difficult.....that I'm not a horrible person, I'm not all the nasty stereotypes people lump together about my disorder...that I'm not dangerous or a threat...I'm just...me. and I try my absolute best each day.

Come hell or high water, he's here with me and for me. No matter how ugly or beautiful a day may be for me. He's here. I can't ask for more than that...

[cruell-summers]

that was the last "welcome to the eras tour" we'll ever hear.

[nonbinaryanarchist0013]

ima pull an icarus and just rawdog stare at the sun with my autistic eyes and no one can stop me

[faustiandevil]

My brother is dying. For clarifications sake my brother is a cat. He is called my brother, because he is my mother’s other son. His name is Noah, last name Snow, because GoT was at the height of it’s popularity back then and he is an adopted bastard. We’re alike a lot even if he is only adopted. We’re both small, aggressive, have green eyes, are rather hairy, and no one can spell our name right. And I love him. And I like to think that he also love me, even if I still have his teeth and scratch marks on my hand from the time that he first came into our lives. And it pains me immensely that I can’t do anything to help him. This past week we’ve been to the vet, twice, and they told us that both his liver and kidneys are failing. He cannot eat either, because his teeth are rotting, yet he can’t be operated on or get pain killers, because of the other two. Just two weeks ago he was purring whenever he was given chicken and now he cries as he can’t even drink water. Mother is also crying. I’m having breakdowns ever so often from feeling helpless.

I wish I knew what to do.

I wish someone would tell me what to do.

I wish I could stop crying.

[the-blossica-fan]

Sometimes you lay down without your phone, you have stuffed two medicinal herbs into your ears to cure the pain, you can feel your heartbeat - no, not hear, feel - and you look at the ceiling. You're mostly deaf now so you just say: "Lord, please let me live another day, I haven't sent my second draft to my beta reader"

[th3-c0ll3ct3r]

I remember THE LAST EVER MINECON was in my city and my mother had bought tickets, but last minute she decided that I didn't need to go so I never went (and she sold the tickets)

AND THEN WHEN I FOUND IT WAS THE LAST I NEVER LET HER LIVE IT DOWN

She'd told me "it'll come back around" and guess what?-

And now since the UK isn't "technically apart of the EU", that means if they ever do a MineCon/Minecraft event in person in Europe, then it will never be in the UK and therefore it's super unaccessible for me because poor

This is the root of my trust issue and villain arc I swear-