#life with mental illness
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betterthanakickintheface · 10 months ago
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*sustained scream into the void*
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honeypleasejustkillme · 2 years ago
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reciprocity is very important to a lot of people with bpd because it really affirms and validates the strength of our relationships, which can also aid in keeping our abandonment triggers at bay
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comfortableinthesilence · 10 months ago
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I'm deciding to just embrace my depressive slump and just go with the flow of it, I've got too much to do and focus on to let it defeat me. Today is my last day at work for two weeks which is a nice thought but I'm wanting those two weeks to be productive! I'm planning on using those two weeks to work on business stuff (rebrand, new products, updates etc) and to refocus my headspace.
Plus due to where I live being a holiday park and due to contract / licenses the place shuts down for 2 weeks and all residents have to go away for those two weeks! So I'm currently packing up business equipment and stuff to stay in a rented place for two weeks. So it'll be nice to have a different environment while I work on myself.
For now I'm just riding the ups and downs and going with the flow, working on feeling less lost and and depressed about life. So to the few who's messaged or asked me stuff and I've not replied, that's why but I'll get back to you asap!
If you've read all this, thank you for taking the time! Good vibes and hugs to you all and especially those who need one🩵
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dream-thief-forever-amen · 2 years ago
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So here’s something about growing up they don’t really tell you when you’re younger. You will phase in and out of friendships. And it’s not that either of you have really changed. Nothing significant happens. You just find yourself drifting. Sometimes you will drift back together several years down the line, too. And it’s perfectly normal.
It’s similar to how you will drift in and out of all kinds of things in life. Musical preferences. Media preferences. Food preferences. Activities. I mean, there’s core stuff that doesn’t shift too much but the rest of it… in and out.
Or at least this has always been the case for me and the people who befriend me. I will be the first to admit they are usually cooking in the same bipolar, manic depressive, OCD, ADD/ADHD brainpans as I am - and that may factor in more than I realize. None of us have managed to make a relationship stick on the daily. Unless we live in separate homes.
Am I having an epiphany in real time here?
Maybe I should rephrase the original thought to “it’s perfectly normal for many people to drift.”
And maybe if you’re a rooted person who is friends with a drifter this can be difficult or hurtful or hard to understand but honestly… I can’t understand rooted people at all. Its not like it doesn’t hurt on the drifter side, too, to feel the inevitable tide pulling you or someone away. To know you’re about to be lonely for a while.
Incremental stages of loneliness are standard practice around here, ya’ll.
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neurodivergenttales · 10 months ago
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The ‘you’re mature for your age’ to sleeping with a bed full of plushies in your mid twenties pipeline is real
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stil-lindigo · 8 months ago
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lead balloon (the tumblr post that saved me)
if this comic resonated with you, it would mean the world to me if you donated to this palestinian family's escape fund.
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no creative notes because this isn't that kind of comic.
I know I don’t owe any of you anything but I still felt compelled to write about my long term absence. And I feel far enough away from the dangerous spot I was in to be able to make this comic. I have a therapist now, and she agreed that making this could be a very cathartic gesture, and the start of properly leaving these thoughts behind me. I am still, at seemingly random times, blindsided by fleeting desires to kill myself. They’re always passing urges, but it’s disarming, and uncomfortable. I worry sometimes that my brain’s spent so long thinking only about suicide that it’s forgotten how to think about anything else. Like, now that I've opened that door for myself, I'll never be able to fully shut it again. But I’m trying my best to encourage my mind in other directions. We'll see how that goes.
I am still donating all proceeds from my store to Palestinian causes. So far, I've donated over $15K, not including donations coming from my own pocket or the fundraising streams which jointly raised around $10K. In the time since I made my initial post about where this money would be going, the focus has shifted from aid organisations to directly donating to escape funds.
If you'd like to do the same, you can look at Operation Olive Branch, which hosts hundreds of Palestinian escape funds or donate to Safebow, which has helped facilitate the safe crossing and securing of important medical procedures for over 150 at-risk palestinians since the beginning of the genocide.
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permdaydreamer · 1 year ago
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This is for the people who didn’t party in their teens and twenties. For the people who didn’t have that “coming of age” movie experience with shenanigans and revelations. This is for the people who mostly keep to themselves. Who maybe prefer things to be quieter and gentler. This is for the people who don’t feel like they belong in a culture that values loud parties and flashing lights. I see you. And you are valid.
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actually-mentally-ill · 5 months ago
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louiseannbenjamin72 · 8 months ago
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Is it a roast if it is in the crockpot?
Hey there, I’ve decided to dust off and wash the crockpot today. It also has the titular roast in it. I know, in America, a roast is a cut of meat more than a prep method for food. We were gifted some beef by friends who had bought a side of beef and it was finally time to reclaim freezer space. We are very grateful for the food, as a roast is something that is rare and beautiful in our…
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cherieye · 10 months ago
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Been on Lamotrigine for almost a month and I am starting feel like my old self again...it's been really nice to feel like someone I lost for months, never feeling like I would get them back. The moment I left Texas, I felt I was leaving myself behind...and for the first time, im feeling, maybe that self I felt I left behind isn't gone after all, she is still here ❤️
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wowlookwhosspirallingagain · 5 months ago
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i don’t want to live like this. i only exist at this point. all i do is distract my mind so i don’t kill myself
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betterthanakickintheface · 3 months ago
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Oofkaboodles, I feel like sad sad crap
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honeypleasejustkillme · 6 months ago
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life is fucking hard but resilience and determination goes a long way. i’m not going to sit here and tell you “just hold on life gets better” but i will say, have faith, determination, resilience, and respect for yourself and you’ll go through a lot more in your life than you ever thought you could. <3
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comfortableinthesilence · 2 years ago
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Ever get those moments in your day where you just feel nothing, like an emptiness of sorts. You're not happy but your not depressed, just like a numb middle ground. That's my vibe today and I don't know if that's a good or a bad thing.
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hinamie · 3 months ago
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succubunniii · 2 years ago
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