#low mood

[bodhrancomedy]

Catch me desperately googling “where is my local aquarium and do they let me pet the rays” at 10:30pm.

Previous google searches include, “Does Pets At Home let you hold the gerbils”, “What animals do Zoos let you touch” and “Nearest cats please.”

[yonderghostshistories]

I made this cuz ngl I was pretty down and in a low asf mood earlier today 😔❤️

(I’m better right now btw dw guys <33)

RIP Graham I and all of us miss you soso much 😔❤️❤️❤️

[wellthatsunfortunate444]

oh she cries herself to sleep every night for a month straight and breaks down every time shes alone? no biggie.

shes isolating herself and staying in bed all morning? nah whatever.

she drew a single drop of blood? let me tell her im here for her so it seems like i care 🥹

[massacreturtle]

been feeling kinda down lately, are there any new frog species?

[diamondshapedcat]

SZPD is just the worst

SZPD is that feeling in your heart where you know that there should be something there, some part of you that makes all the socialising decisions and brings all the energy needed to make connections and it's not there. You don't know what it's supposed to be or how it works, you just know that there's a hole that can't be filled.

And the worst part is that you can't talk about it because no one understands. There's a bar that's so low that most people can jump over without realising that it exists and people with szpd can't get past it. Ask any psychologist and they will say one of two things: I haven't heard of that before or I can't help you because I don't know how to. There is no cure, there is no treatment. Hell there isn't any real research being done because it's so rare.

To interact with the world it feels like you need at least some skill in making social connections and if you can't make that happen it feels like you don't belong anywhere and you don't really count as human.

I know that human connections are one of the most important things in this world so why don't I care about them?

[well-thats-unfortunate-444]

not to keep talking about the same thing over and over, but fuck it this is my blog

ive convinced myself that anytime im sad or not particularly mentally well, its just bc of period hormones?

i was researching the effects of hormones on mood at varying stages of the cycle, and realised that the day i logged in my mood tracker as the start of me feeling shit was actually during the phase "typically associated with better moods"

maybe my brain will stop calling me a fucking liar now oml

[poetic-echoes]

It's not the bruises on the body that hurt. It is the wounds of the mind and the scars on the mind.

Aisha Mirza

[self-motivationmedia]

We experience emotions, we are not emotions. One experiences anger but one is not anger. Allow yourself to experience the range of emotions, as humans we are meant to. ~ In Awe

[justanotherbipolarmum]

I feel inadequate as a woman as I'm struggling to fall pregnant.

This shit hurts.

[fyeahdprian]

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[honey-cat-sadness]

Feeling pretty low today lads...But for some reason I really fancy a pot noodle.

[wthvansss]

Feeling Down ?

Feeling down, in psychology, refers to a state of low mood or sadness often accompanied by a lack of interest or pleasure in activities, changes in appetite or sleep patterns, fatigue, and negative thinking. This condition may be transient or prolonged and can impact various aspects of an individual's life, including their social, occupational, and personal functioning.

Reference:

Book: "Abnormal Psychology" by Barlow & Durand (2018).

Picture and caption:- Vanshika

[mamasupernova]

The road is long and winding. I find my mind is going at 100 miles an hour consistently. Will I ever get a break from the exhausting anxiety within? How could I have done better? Is that the correct decision? How could I have responded correctly? Why do I care what they think? It’s endless.

The possibility that I did something right seems nonexistent. My mind is rotting with negativity. My thoughts weigh down on me like I’m carrying a mountain on my shoulders. But it’s my turn to decide.

How big and how heavy? When is enough? Once I’ve ripped all my hair out trying to get a grip on reality? No. I’m sick of feeling this way. So I’ll get up in the morning with bags under my eyes as if they carry my thoughts. When the sun shines I can embrace it or hide away in the cold. What will I do on this day?

The future is untold and my soul’s not been sold to the devil in my mind. As light shimmers through the cracks in my brain, of the joy I once had in my being. I refuse to live like this.

I stand up to fight the battle in my head, the monsters I created while in bed. Their faces I cannot see but their presence is one that still haunts me. They have no face but have names that we all at least know of. They call this group of shadows mental illness.

If I told you my story you’d probably wonder how I survived, but this is my message to you. There is always another side. Even if you feel like giving up remember the sun on your skin. The feeling of water trickling down your skin. The smell of a rose. The smile of a loved one.

Accept the hardship and let your life begin. There will be more but next time you’ll be more equipped. You can do anything. You are brave, strong, smart and kind. Believe in yourself and remember, the hardship will always end.

[well-thats-unfortunate-444]

no what is this i always get worse before and during my period, to the point i would convince myself everything is fake and its just because my period is coming, even if it wasnt due for 2-3 weeks lmfao.

anyway so i was researching shit and apparently underlying issues (like mood disorders and traits of most disorders) can worsen because of the hormones released for menstruation and omg!!! why did nobody tell me this?

now im realising that the issues are continuously there, they just worsen so it feels sudden.

[poetryandfootnotes]

A day to myself

You’re always what I think I need

No activities planned

A moment to breathe

But I’ve forgotten how to relax

The phone use starts to feed

The bed is calling

But you’re not what I need

I need deep connection

I need a nourishing meal

I need to breathe the air from outside

I need to notice all that I feel

Sometimes my brain tricks me

And convinces me just to rest

It says it sweetly, you deserve it

But it’s just my depression putting me to the test

So tomorrow I remember,

To recall what I truly need.

Tomorrow I look back at this poem,

And I remember to read.