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funeral · 5 months ago
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Giulio Perugi and Hagop S. Akiskal, "Emerging concepts of mixed states: a longitudinal perspective"
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doomedfromthewombfr · 13 days ago
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Mixed-Episode Madness
Oh, look who showed up uninvited: a bipolar mixed episode, crashing through my life like a drunk cousin at a wedding. It’s chaos, it’s loud, and it refuses to leave. Imagine every emotion you’ve ever had trying to throw hands in your brain at the same time. That’s me right now.
I’m angry for no reason. I’m devastated over everything. I’m vibrating with energy but also so exhausted I’d fight anyone for a nap. It’s like my body is screaming, Do something! but my brain is like, Yeah, let’s sit here and stare at the wall for six hours instead. Peak efficiency.
The worst part? I know exactly what’s happening. I can see the storm brewing. I’m fully aware that my brain is being a little jerk, flipping switches between manic overload and existential dread. But knowing doesn’t fix it- it’s like watching your house burn down and thinking, Oh, I should’ve bought a fire extinguisher. Too late now.
And let’s talk about the irritation. Every sound feels like a personal insult. Every person existing within a 50-foot radius of me is suddenly unbearable. Earlier today, I got irrationally angry at my own hair for “not feeling right.” That’s where I’m at, folks.
Meanwhile, my thoughts are having a full-on rave. They’re blasting ideas like, “Start a podcast! Write a book! Change your entire life right now!” Except I can’t focus long enough to finish a sentence, so I guess I’ll just sit here, overwhelmed and annoyed, while my brain keeps yelling about how productive I should be.
And don’t even get me started on the sleep situation. Too tired to function but too wired to rest? Love that for me. It’s like my body is running on fumes, but someone keeps slamming the damn gas pedal.
So, here I am. Spinning out in the emotional Bermuda Triangle, unsure if I want to scream, cry, or learn how to play the ukulele at 2 a.m. Honestly, I’m just waiting for this episode to end so I can go back to my regularly scheduled dysfunction.
Until then, I’ll be pacing the room, sighing dramatically, and fighting the urge to throw my phone out the window. Bipolar mixed episodes: the gift that keeps on taking.
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ghostlyschizophrenic · 16 days ago
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me: i’m handling my psychosis very well throughout this bipolar crisis that’s great:
the sounds in the walls, water, and radio static;
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robynleefaryna · 23 days ago
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It's that time of the year where things get weird for me. So sad and tired - just want to sleep, but can only mange to get 4-5 hours of broken sleep a night... I do nap during the day, but can only mange 45 mins to a hour and a half. I tend to have these ridiculous mixed episodes, and I'm worried I'm slipping i into one.
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chaosobsidienne · 30 days ago
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I'm changing to a whole new person every two hours
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remyxavierr · 3 months ago
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I feel like I'm slowly getting out of control. I feel this slow spinning, like all the pieces of my body are detaching one at a time while I'm all pretty and made up and dancing for the world.
Watch me come apart.
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vulpine111 · 3 months ago
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I mostly just caught up on my sleep and napped all day. When I got up, I noticed my 6mg vraylar and "as needed" bottle of hydroxyzine was in my mail.
I am relieved I don't need a ride to the pharmacy. It's all the way downtown and it stresses people out to take me there.
My coffee subscription is also here. It has lions mane in it which I need to be careful with. Anyways, it came with a free sample of matcha which I am excited to try in the morning.
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silentpublishing · 7 months ago
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Meeting a Ghost - Katherine Estelle
You found a way to come see me; whether you fixed your car or borrowed one,  it didn’t matter to me when I saw you finally pull into my driveway.  I was nervous,  but I walked up to you first anyway, in true fear of my mom poking her head out the door or window and talking to you and thinking my first moments with you.  You stepped out of the car and had this smile on your face,  one that matched…
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beaulesbian · 7 months ago
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Strawhats + believing in Luffy becoming the King of the Pirates
+ bonus, a proud brother Sabo:
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sameboot · 1 year ago
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Simon petrikov coping FAIL compilation
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poorly-drawn-mdzs · 1 month ago
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Dead beat down
[First] Prev <–-> Next
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idolomantises · 3 months ago
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It's kind of a shame that the "anti-filler" mentality has reached a point where a lot of writers (and fans) assume that if a show isnt constantly moving the plot forward and establishing lore, its basically filler and wasting space. Personally I think its good, if not necessary for a show to slow down and just have characters hang out, or deal with smaller conflicts.
It feels like a lot of stories just want to rush to the emotional scenes with barely any build up to really make it feel earned and satisfying. I've seen fans pester creators to rush the story along and reach the next big set piece rather than take the time to really know and appreciate the characters.
Why should I care about the emotional stakes in episode 2 when I barely know a character's likes and dislikes? how they handle conflict, their approach to relationships both platonic and romantic. etc,
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robynleefaryna · 1 month ago
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I just really want this to work.
Why does this always feel like a losing battle?
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chaosobsidienne · 1 month ago
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You don’t want this in your life? Well I’m glad cause I don’t want this either. So we’re on the same page really.
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remyxavierr · 3 months ago
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I have literally wanted to kill myself, consistently, for the past 10 years. The only reason I haven't is because I don't want to inconvenience or upset anyone. I have literally always been a people pleaser. Cursed by being a caretaker of people. I have done everything for everyone else my entire life, I have always put them first, taken care of them when they needed it, accepted them or forgave them even when they didn't deserve it because I didn't want to upset anyone. I can't stop doing it, and I suppose maybe I will always do it until I finally crack and splinter and break and shatter, and then I will be free to kill myself. But until then I will feel the urge to peel back the layers of my skin and scream and cry and destroy and I will, of course, keep that all inside to remain digestible and palatable for the general public as to not make anyone uncomfortable.
I have no idea how people wake up everyday and actually want to be a part of their own life and this world and then they go to sleep and they want to wake up tomorrow and do it again and again and again.
I am literally living simply so I do not upset anyone.
When does it end?
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luminarai · 6 months ago
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Because even in between the dark things… there’s something broken in me.
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