#ugh depression am I right
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I’m convinced when I wake up the universe roll the dice to see whether today I would be depressed asf
#they rolled a yes btw I’m sad asf I fucking hate it#like I was completely fine yesterday I fucking hate when my brain decided to hate me#ugh depression am I right
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I keep trying to write an update and then being embarrassed about it and feeling like I’m trauma dumping on people by updating and I just..I know it’s on me to manage my crap, I know. I am trying (not very well but I’m trying) and it’s just…I don’t know. I don’t even know.
#please know i have thought about hospital but hospital would#genuinely make it worse (like I cannot even tell you how much worse)#i think I’m legitimately just…having a trauma reaction on top#of a jewish trauma spike#and dentists and having to move (I may have cleaned till I shook today also my arm#does not look great#i feel like i don’t actually verbally have the words#(i have tried not engaging i have tried engaging they both feel awful)#(hashem i don’t know would you even embrace me would you…)#(it’s not a meds thing (I take meds for mdd and I know what that looks like and this isn’t it)#(it’s hard to explain the difference between CPTSD and like a panic attack or a depression)#(except that I feel like I’m so so tainted and not in my body or if I’m in my body I’m in my body somewhere else#abuse cw#i didn’t ask for this cptsd and no tshirt was offered#this will disappear probably#UGH#(i am seeing my therapist tomorrow i just..i know i need to reach out to)#(to like my current landlords and ask if I could just pay for a cleaning service to come in)#(i know i need to be like ‘unfortunately my CPTSD is Fucking Terrible Right Now and I need)#(just a bit of grace apologies)#(i do not want my parents to know i do not want that)#(aside from the fact that I am already a burden to them anyway)#a stupid flop of a person i am crying thinking about how i had plans for kids and a wife and travel and…I’m nothing#(everyone else is something I’m not I don’t deserve grace lbr)#it keeps running through my head how many people i thought loved me want me dead#and it’s like I can fake it so well#(i don’t know I may be like sending words to people)#to run through the steps of not being alone#i’m truly sorry i am always not taking accountability and playing the victim and clinging to people#to get reassurance i don’t deserve that its a good person it isn’t it isn’t a person
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I am so tired that every time I find some joy in something, the fucking masses decide it's the worst thing ever actually and my entire dash goes to shit, bashing the thing I enjoy.
Can we just focus on the things we like for once, and not bitch and whine about all the things we hate??? Stop forcing all this negativity into the world, please.
#vent#fandom#negativity#I am so tired#I try so hard to stay positive#but then the people who were so cool and nice suddenly decide that it's time to be negative pricks#and inadvertedly they criticise me for my tastes#it's the whole fucking bullying bullshit all over again#where the fuck did everyone's sense of maturity and empathy go#fucking hell man#it's not fucking easy to find enjoyment in things for me with my depression and the sad state my life is in right now#and it's so hard to not fall into the dark thoughts when everyone else decides that the thing I like is terrible actually#way to make me feel like the freak again#I am not strong enough for this right now#ugh
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#trying /really really hard/ not to let the overuse of terms such as 'secular' bug me here at school#but honestly I'm starting to get annoyed with it :')#ugh dear Lord I am trying SO HARD not to be argumentative and annoying and avoid my real problems in life by being snarky and unteachable#but it is HARD SOMETIMES LOL#bc I really want to argue#I really need the energy release it provides#even when I don't really care about the subject being argued about#college complaining#I think I'm using a different tag by accident every time lol#I'm trying so hard to grow up and put away childish things but I'm feeling so worn out. the problems aren't fixed.#and venting on tumblr isn't fixing it but I don't want to ask to schedule another appointment with my councilor bc I know it costs a lot#and I don't want to burden anyone here at school with my problems. that's self-seeking isn't it? and it's not fair to expect other people t#fix my problems.#I should turn to Christ alone since He should be enough for me. right?#I don't know and I hope I'm not being rude or blasphemous but I'm tired some of the depression/anxiety symptoms are showing up again#and I don't want to go back to shaking in fear and not being able to get out of bed for days in a row
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The fionna and cake finale… I am crying the happiest of tears, that was the most beautiful ending. perfect for this series.
#I am literally so unwell#the depression metaphor was insane#the viewing old but bad relationships Nostalgicly as if they weren’t#ultimately not right for you#recognizing your own faults in a relationship but still cherishing some good memories OH I AM#UNWELL#UGH.#fionna and cake spoilers
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it's june 😳
#fave month fr notbing touches june but when did that happen#like noo fr fr its barely spring how is it june what#is this just what being employed is time moves impossibly fast forever bc 90% of my day is spent waiting for it to be over so i miss life#ok#that's soo depressing#and one of my friends asked me out today and i'm not attracted to him at all 😣#right after a very nice time of hanging out and he ruined itttt ugh#i knew he liked me but i thought i was being sufficiently distant to avoid this#he's very nice im just not into him and he has no personal hygiene#my mom is always like guve him a chanceeee abt every guy nc she wants grandkids but personal hygiene is something i wont compromise on#and it seems to be an insurmountable barrier for most guys i know#where do i meet the guys who own toothbrushes and are also nice and polite where are they i am sick of this#anyway#its june im losing my mind#june#june????#fr its june guys#its june now
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I am so fucking miserable
#i cant keep living like this#i want to sh so bad rn#dying would solve all my problems#the problem is my top and probably most lethal method could result in like lost limbs if i fail#the more and more desperate i get though the less i care because i just need it to work#i can't do that to my family tho. they would be sad.#im such a burden on them tho#my depression is getting so bad that i can barely even function#i often feel the need to like escape whatever situation im in#it feels like the only way to stop feeling so miserable is to die#i can't take this anymore#43 days self-harm free but i could really use the distraction and the pain right now#ugh maybe my therapist was right when she mentioned going back to the hospital#at least then i wouldn't be expected to do all these things and act normal#i feel like i need to get through this weekend and then if im still feeling this way and insurance hasnt approved the ketamine#then i should consider hospital#but i have to go to philly for my twin sister's graduation. i am so happy for her and all but it's just going to be really hard#with how I've been feeling lately in addition to how graduation just reminds me of all my failures#i was supposed to graduate last weekend. my sister and i were supposed to graduate at the same time#all my friends are graduating too#and im as depressed and hopeless as ever#i dont know what to do#im going to ruin everything if i go but my sister will be upset if im not there#i just dont think i can handle being in philadelphia all weekend
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So I’m having another… let’s call it an internet crisis. A thing that typically happens when I have Big Problems I can’t do fuck all about which means now it’s time to get Really Upset about problems that are comparatively small but do affect my daily routine (sorry again for no cut, I still can’t remember how to do it on mobile and I fucking hate hate hate the desktop post editor as much as someone can hate a piece of code)
It’s… getting harder to use tumblr. This isn’t about the sidebar, I don’t actually hate the sidebar cause we used to have a sidebar on the other side and I’ve missed it every since it left, but it’s about other things. A lot of things, but I won’t get into them all right now. For me, the new post editor is just. Really fucking difficult to use. If you’re just doing an unformatted, unplanned ramble (like this) or a little shitpost, it’s fine, especially if you’re on mobile (somehow the shitty mobile editor is now less shitty than the desktop editor, how tf did that happen), but if you’ve got multiple paragraphs and literally any formatting is needed? Well, you’re fucked, quite frankly, it is the most dense and convoluted post editor I’ve seen in like roughly 2 decades spent online. I’ve never seen anything more counterintuitive and difficult to use
And I’m sitting here with all these twitter posts I want to move. Some are little and would be easy. Others are a lot longer and more complicated and would shove me into that formatting hell I despise so much (and given how much feedback and unanswered asks to wip I’ve sent with no improvements, I’ve given up hope of it ever being made better). Like god I really, really want to save those posts but is it even worth it to do it here? But where else would I do it?
And the secondary layer too is… there’s no fucking posts here. No engagement on posts either most of the time. 90% of my posts come from my archive cause the kylux and Kylo (plus a few others I check less regularly) tags have very few daily posts and there’s hardly anything on my dash anymore. My original posts maybe get 10 notes on average, and these posts are ones that sometimes got near triple digit rts alone on twitter. Just seems there’s exceptionally few people here to enjoy them
And I’m still on twitter. It’s slowly dwindling but it’s still slightly more active than here. I’m on pillowfort and bsky too and they are truly dead (unless you’re a furry, good on the furries for populating every site in existence). There’s just. Nothing anymore. Maybe my fandoms are just dead but it feels like the meme about passing around the same $20 among friends cause capitalism is destroying us except with posts and likes
Idk. I feel like I don’t have an online home anymore. 90% of my socializing is online and 100% of my creativity is expressed through fandom and. I don’t know where to do that anymore. I have friends I chat with on discord and I love them but it’s… it’s not the same as a whole community, you know? And now that our homes are falling apart with every sign pointing towards imminent foreclosure like. What do I do. I know I’ve been through site losses before but. It feels different. Something new and shiny always came along before the end. I fear that’s not coming and we’ll all just be lost
Idk. I don’t have a conclusion. Twitter is doomed. I hate how the new owners are running on tumblr and I’m still posting here more out of a desperate desire to remember what community felt like than any real actual want to do so. The new sites have nothing going on. Idk. I feel lost. And maybe it’s the 15 other problems I have going on right now and hormones and shit but. I just don’t know what to do and I’m scared of what the future looks like for online communities and how alone I’ll be if I lost them (even though in reality I already have lost them aside from a small handful of people)
#am I just hormonal and stressed about things like old cat’s appointment tomorrow and work and the state of the world#with a dash of good old regular depression hanging out in there too#and that’s why duolingo fucking me over yesterday and stuff like this is bothering me#to a degree that is probably excessive#very possibly#but I also feel like this has been simmering for a while#and I just#idk man idk what to do I’m frustrated and I just want a place to shitpost about my little fictional blorbos#and have other people enjoy those posts and make their own posts and we can talk about them and everything is fun and good#and idek how to get it anymore like where are people doing that I can’t find them#idk I also need to sleep but ugh#brain land is a messy place right now let’s leave it at that#text#misc#shut up nerd#long post
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one thing that's fun for me every single year as a person on the internet is that 'depression and existential despair over having essentially wasted your favorite part of the year, again' season lines up exactly with 'everyone on earth absolutely tripping over each other to yell about how happy they are that this part of the year is almost over and how much they hate it and think it fucking sucks'
#OH BOY JAY'S SEASONAL DEPRESSION SEASON IS FINALLY JUST AROUND THE CORNER!!#FUCK WARM WEATHER AND GREEN LIVING NATURE AND GOING TO THE BEACH I LOVE IT WHEN IT'S JAY GETTING SEASONAL DEPRESSION TIME!!#it's nobody's FAULT it can't be HELPED but :')#although. I am a little salty at how often it's framed like 'I'm not like OTHER GIRLS. *I* prefer sweaters and pumpkin spice 😌'#are these other girls in the room with us right now#also I mean not that it's not like this year round tbh#every other human being alive all summer: ugh what is worse than JUNE I fucking HATE this fuckass shit weather DISGUSTING UGHH#me-- loves going to the beach and being in the woods but nonetheless rotting away indoors because of Mental Illness:#(it's not EVERYONE on earth I know I have friends who are fellow summer lovers but you know what I mean)#and like!! I LIKE autumn!! it's just... bittersweet. always has been#and no one who Loves It can talk about it without also mentioning how much they LOATHE AND DESPISE summer#it's just a bummer#about me
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it's crazy how one warm sunny day makes u not want to kill yourself anymore
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I walk slowly when I'm on my own
(do you feel alive)
Yeah but frankly I still feel alone
(oh but you'll survive)
#owl city#if my heart was a house#the depression is depressing me#I have taken meds today but idk I'd they're helping right now#I hope this is just a rough patch because if they stopped working they'll probably have to put me on new meds#because my dosage is already really high so my psychiatrist will most likely not want to increase it more#and switching meds around like that is always hell#like it takes month to even know if it will work#and then you have to figure out if it's just because you need a higher dosage#or because this medication is ineffective and you need a different one#and it's all ugh I don't want to deal with it#I'm tired of this crap I wish the mental illness would just go away#it's been 10 years#I am going to have to deal with this for the rest of my life if mom is any indication#I mean I'll do it but ugh
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I am so high I love you dabs I love you big bong rips I love you huge heavy bong I love you only having 20 dollars to my name and no plans but getting high and ignoring it I love you oh no I’m thinking about it
#I want to take an ice cold shower and scream and smoke a whole pack of cigarettes and lock myself in a closet for 72 hours in the dark with#no distractions to figure out what I actually want to do with the rest of my life and to face every bad thought I have and struggle to#ignore even years later like ugh I just need to be at the bottom of the ocean floating sinking alive dead in between for like a month and#then pull me back up and either I’ll be normal or I’ll be so fucked up they just put me back in there#like either way I am vibing at the bottom of the ocean (I have been desperately imaging a sensory deprivation tank all day)#(put me in a fucking sensory deprivation tank until something in my fucking brain rewires and I get worse or better than I am now this#inbetween stage is fucking killing me like what do you mean I’m not a horrible person but also what do you mean I struggle every day but I’m#normal but I have things about me other people don’t and alienate me to the point of near total isolation but also this is just how humans#are and I need to take meds and actively struggle to fit into a perfect little box of what a person should be like god damn I am so tired of#getting better and worse and better and worse and better and worse and better and worse and I’m miserable and I’m happy and I’m sobbing and#I know a month from now I’ll be depressed again or I’ll be the best I’ve ever been and it’s so fucking horrible to be in the middle stage#where I actually have to step up and admit shit is wrong and face it like why can’t I just lay in bed forever until I become the bed and not#like get a job and have a future. ugh. depression is so fucked esp bc most things in my life are normal I guess or like easier than my#friends like we all have seperate challenges but I’m the only one still living off their parents (ha. parent. forgot for a second.) and the#only thing wrong with my life is the mental health issues but I won’t step up and deal with it bc I feel like I’ve been depressed for so#long I like fucked up the foundational shit and like I know it’s fine but also I feel so behind and I feel like I’ll be behind and unhappy#forever even when im happy I know the next depressive episode is right around the corner and I give up again. ugh. I hate knowing that’s#what’s wrong with me but still not having the energy to step up and fix it. im so pathetic I want to cry. my brain is me but my brain is#destroying my life. anyways. im high and now im sad and have dry mouth. I think im gonna drink ice water and change into shorts+lay in bed)
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#tag talk#vent#I don't wanna do the whole “I'm so good at psychology cause I've fixed myself. I should go into counseling” thing that overly empathetic#empathetic people do. but like. nothing like deconstructing a tense social conflict to make you feel good#the smol autistic minecraft enby who adopted me had a moment and I helped break down the situation and resolve shit with them. it was cool#but also I immediately went out to the living room and napped for three hours. thinning that hard was exhausting.#do you ever do the depression nap thing? when I'm doing well I never sleep during the day. but when I'm sad I take naps a lot#because I don't want to be awake and I sleep poorly at I night and am just generally lethargic so I nap on the floor or couch a lot#ugh knowing the stress will go away doesn't help the fact that it's super awful right now.#it's times like this that I wish I'd really committed to it in Feb. like. in two weeks I'll be better and joy de vivre and all that.#but right now? ugh. big fuckin ugh#the minecraft emotional labor thing is just a natural responsibility of being a 25 year old playing online video games with 15 year olds.#if I see a situation blowing up I can't hear sit by and watch someone destroy their friendships on the server. I have to help#but also bro I am struggling to help myself. maybe I say I'm packing up my pc early so that I have a good excuse to stay off the server#I literally did the thing again where I make new friends. make everyone love me. and then get burnt out at the speed of light and disappear#making friends is so easy. leaving friends is so easy. nothing is forever and we all die someday. blah blah blah you know it already#meaningless meaningless. all is meaningless. maybe king Solomon was just fuckin depressed when he wrote that. sure sounds like it to me.#I just can't do anything when I'm like this. we're subsistence living now bois.#I wonder if part of my neurological damage is from the lead I used to eat in high school.#the windex shots can't have been good for me. but I don't think that stays in your body the same way#though it did fuck up my urinary tract for a few months. that was wild.#anyway. I wonder how much of my chronic periodic funk is just effects from bad choices and how much is normal natural inevitable.#everything is an ocean. nothing is a lake. the waves are always thirty feet high and the troughs scrape you on the bottom of the reef#nothing is midline except when you're rushing through to one extreme or another.#you're either overstimulated or absent from your body entirely#both of which cause wild and oft unbearable dissociation.#everything gets better and everything gets worse. I'm only like this when I'm stressed. but that's my secret cap (avengers reference)#anyway. I'll survive. I'll make it. I'll live because I need to become even more gay to make my family mad.#I need to keep living so my dad realizes just how much he's lost touch.#so my mom cries about how she should have done something differently so I wouldn't grow up gay. because that makes so much sense right?
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welp i slept like shit and woke up to one of those "sorry we didnt choose you" job emails so we are doing so fucking bad already :)
#and ofc this was the one job i was like 'oh im actually qualified' and lmao here we are#like what the fuck am i supposed to do to this situation#fuck man im so tired. would legit just go right back to sleep and let depression take over if i didnt have a cat to care for ugh#so yeah you get bad mood salty night again youre welcome my life is in fucking shambles and it sucks!!#night is an absolute mess on main
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I've been really distant from everyone lately. Haven't been here or talking to people at all.
#what the hell is up with me lately?#am I depressed?#Just tired?#Ugh.#I'm sure my friends will read this#and reach out#But then I won't reply? I keep forgetting?#Oh fuck I think I am depressed#I'm not getting enjoyment out of things that bring me joy?#But so much has happened. Renovations and surgery and traumatic events and emergency room visits and trips#I feel like I've been going and going and going since this year started#And I just want everything to pause#I want to do something that *I* want to do#But I'm just existing right now#I really need to fix my sleep schedule#But I don't know how#Damn it I'm gonna cry at uhhh#4am#Fuck#It's 4am#What would make me happy right now? What sparks joy?
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the hilarious thing will be if me being back in school actually Improves my productivity with writing. bc i have so goddamn much free time rn, but what am i doing with it? fucking anime and crochet. i really do need to get my ass in gear for cleaning and also writing this reverse bang fic. but really. im probably going to be able to do more writing once im back in school
How, you may ask?
procrastination is a powerful drug.
#speculation nation#also me having structure and something forcing me to be up and active#im just kinda sedentary. just kinda rotting. idfk.#im certainly not thriving.#theres not enough time to get a job b4 school starts again. wouldnt be worth it either. dont need the money & i dont wanna fuckin work#really i need to be spending this time getting my apartment in order. im just shit at self regulation.#i bought. a white board. for my fridge. and im going to use it. for lists.#im going to try making lists of goals to accomplish each day. and maybe that'll help me.#i also need to get out more. visit the woods. maybe that'd help me with my writer's block.#go to a goddamned bubble tea shop (besides the one i worked at lmfao) as motivation or something#im trying. i am. i'll get there.#i should probably start exercising again. havent been biking much in Months now. that's probably not good for me.#cleaned up a dumbbell to do some arm shit while watching things. idfk. some activity is better than none.#waaaaaaaaaaaaaa i really am just a fuckin lump on a log in my natural state of being. ugh.#doesnt help that the throat bleeding disease kinda fucked me up bad enough that my stamina is... worse than before.#i can probably get it back. but man. i feel like a wasted fucking shell right now.#my general absence from tumblr hasnt been me living life to the fullest. im just too goddamned depressed to post.#nothing interesting going on in my life. and so it goes.#i'll get there. im working on it. im trying to make things better for myself.#exercise and fresh air will do me well... just gotta get some exercise and fresh air...
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