#selfpity

[depressedmelody11]

I feel shi+

Idk how to feel better

I cannot cry but i try to, maybe it will help somehow

Im angry maybe? At myself? Scared of the future?

Trying to make sense of this.

Im disappointed at myself now that I'm thinking about it

I feel like im failing

[unfoldingmoments]

The Obsession with Me, Myself and I, Self-Pity & Self-Hate

When people lack relationships with others, they tend to rely on their inner thoughts for assurance, affirmation, and guidance.

While this inner voice, which is also known as our conscience, can serve as a helpful tool to convict us when we do wrong, when we have no other voice of reason to rely on, it can also drive us to make impulsive decisions.

Human beings were built for relationships. After God created Adam, He stated it was not good for man to be alone and made him a suitable partner to share his duties with.

Evidently, when a person struggles to relate to others, they stop reaching out to other people and instead withdraw within themselves. This is how the obsession with ‘me, myself, and I’ is born.

Some people may argue they cannot be obsessed with themselves since they do not conflate their self-worth. But that’s just it; the fixation on self does not necessarily have to take on the form of arrogance or pride.

On the contrary, people can become obsessed with themselves by harboring self-deprecating thoughts that highlight their weaknesses.

Just like an individual who is obnoxiously full of themselves can construct a world that revolves around how “amazing” they are, someone with low self-esteem can create a reality where they are the worst person to have ever walked the earth.

Both ends of the spectrum are equally dangerous since preoccupation with self leads to selfishness, self-pity, and self-hate.

Can I let you in on a little secret? Making everything about what you think and how you feel is the quickest way to sabotage relationships because selfishness and self-centered thinking is the primary cause of conflicts, disagreements, and dissension.

In fact, scripture is very clear about emphasizing the importance of selflessness, and the greatest example it gives revolves around Christ Himself. Since Christ loved us so much, we should also be willing to give up our lives for our brothers and sisters.

Obviously, this is not possible if we are only thinking about ourselves.

Quit Daydreaming: How to Wake Up & Break Free (Part 3): Day 2 • Devotional https://www.bible.com/reading-plans/41788/day/2?segment=0

[relicunth]

TW: self pity lmao

My friend just told me that he doesn’t know anyone else who strives for perfection in the most mundane things with such a feverish obsession that it ruins their fun in working on their hobbies

I was complaining about being scared to post a jayvik fanfiction because everyone on ao3 is such an amazing writer that it makes me feel insecure lmao

[mazzy-rockstar]

I am happy that my parents figured out how to parent for my younger sister but I’d be lying if I said it doesn’t hurt

[gpuzzle]

starting to feel like I am utterly incapable of being loved; that everyone just sees me as a fucked up adult child due to being a literal sperg; and that I will forever be deeply alone, no matter how much I try to get out of my shell, thereby casting me onto the role of outsider forever.

I hate this so goddamn much.

[mutalune]

really wish there was a tag that separated “I’m having Big Angry and/or Angsty Opinions about Star Wars” from “I’m goofing off with Star Wars I’m playing in the sandbox none of this is real so yes I will make my blorbo and this random glub shitto go on an adventure that makes no logical sense” posts because there’s too much of the former and not enough of the latter for my current mental state

[pissy-lissy]

I found out yesterday that the two American frat bros I met ten years ago during my gap year are getting married to each other. They were only best friends back then and even then I was pretty envious because they had such a special friendship.

And now they are actually together and happy and engaged. And I am really happy for them, but also incredibly sad, because I am really lonely atm and I never figured out how to be in a relationship with another woman. I am still partly closeted and dating is hard and only being brave enough to acknowledge your queerness in your late 20s makes you miss a lot of stuff.

I hate that I can't just be happy for two queer people who found love and that it always makes me feel like I am missing something essential.

[mitamicah]

I don't know if something about gender euphoria would make it better or worse? If you think it'd make you feel worse, please don't read On Saturday I discovered my first mustache hairs, and I can't stop feeling them and smiling. There was so many times I thought it would never get better. But it did.

This is so cool!!! I am so happy for you dude 😍🥹🫶

It is the small things that makes it worth it 🥹

[notmysophie]

Hozier is performing an hour and a half away from me tonight and I can't be there because I am fucking broke. I can't even mope about it properly because I have rehearsals. Guess I'll just have to comfort myself with the thought that we will be on stage at the same time in the same country...

[depressedmelody11]

I want to cry

[kinokochouchou]

at the start of vacation I was feeling kinda OK, but now I am back to my depression self and social anxious self. I just want to freely go around look at people without feeling like very mentally unhealthy shivering small dog

[daisies-once-more]

i miss myself from middle school and high school so fucking much... i was so so smart and talented and driven and fucking organized and now i cant even fucking read because i get distracted and i forget everything and i miss my assignments and hate my classes...

for the longest time all i had was school... i knew i wasn't particularly attractive and i didn't have many friends and i got made fun of a couple times but i was always so fucking smart so everything was okay. but then i get to college and suddenly everyone's smarter that me and i struggle so much to keep up and even though now i have some real friends i love i find myself feeling so empty and dumb, like i'm leeching off their wonderful qualities and they'll realize soon enough i'm just an angry idiot that makes them miserable with my own issues

[zamusvstheworld]

as we attempt to resist capitalist deep-conditioning it only makes it more unbearable yours wimpishly, a severely sheltered, developmentally stunted and defeated individual

[widowmaker]

Knowing how my father is, I'm thinking he really really shouldnt have passed on his genetics whatsoever

[monster2001]

I’m a narc or pwNpd or whatever. After my ex girlfriend’s parents tried to ward me off with various spells and ointments I understand more and more of my patterns how much I don’t want to live with it. I am more moody than I am ‘cold’ I am not so cold as much as I struggle wifh empathy: other people’s sickness, surrounded death, fatigue, insecurity, ill-treatment, whatnot, I do what I can and I am supposed to do but no I am mostly grey and void of warmth. Sometimes loneliness in others moves me I am sad by it but maybe because I see my reflection in their eyes. Much of winter this year I am empty because I am not warm, because I am needlessly needy; I don’t like the company of most because I don’t like to move a finger, or talk, friendship conversation and community are for other people, for me pointless, revealing nothing. Falling asleep with people around, staying up alone. Deriving most *feeling* thru flesh, food, seldomly entertainment, consisting of shock, like an ape, chimpanzee, or cat in a hat. Which is fine. I still feel like a mother sometimes, maybe I’m just depressed, can’t sleep at night, sleep through day, no real sunlight. I can’t be the only disordered one who wants to feel the good shit, the real good shit, that hippie shit, not just obsession, not just nostalgia, not just compartmentalization, not just bleakness, not just dopamine off the pornographic orgasm, not just anger, certainly not selfpity… tho none of those are bad, nothing is good or bad, they all deserve their place. I quit weed cold turkey, avoiding quitting other things I’m really addicted to.

These days I’m too grey for even sadness, which is blue, blue is beautiful. Indifferent to both insult and flattery, Happiness is a con-job, there isn’t anything anyone can do except me, I gotta step my pussy up, that’s it. Here goes pilates, sleeping before 5am, waking up around noon, vegetables, outdoor, activity, socialization, sex without porn, neutral media, reading, reading without violence, home cooking, real meals, encouragement, art shit , exhibitions, plans of future, Chinatown, light behind the eyes, walking around, holding hands, responding to aimless conversation , when she wanna talk about sunglasses, or tights or whatever, sweet nothings, ‘dating’, lame shit, normal girlfriend shit, even tho I’m a psycho. ,,,. somehow I’m still giddy, everything is funny, no panic attacks, no explosion, no complaints, disengaging the bomb, write well, when I’ve nothing to offer, I still have written words