*thinks about my trauma* i come with lore
the worst part is knowing you’ll never understand how you hurt me
WHY AM I SO MISERABLE. i mean i know the answer is ‘major depression’ but that’s a boring answer, can’t we mix it up a little
please remember that in a healthy, adult relationship (romantic or not), you should be able to talk about things that are bothering you. if you are bottling up your emotions and holding it against someone when you haven’t told them what is wrong, you’re not engaging in healthy behaviour. but also, if your friend/significant other makes you feel as though you can’t talk about what bothers you- i.e. has made you feel guilty/gotten extraordinarily angry when things were brought up in the past- they are not engaging in healthy behaviour.
I’m so tired of being so fucking smart and having so much potential and having literally all my potential success stamped out completely because of a mental illness I can’t help having
anyone else get a fuzzy-restless feeling when you need to do something but your brain won’t focus on anything and you’re silently begging yourself to just do one thing but instead you’re scrolling tumblr even though you don’t even want to be … it’s like your head is filled with heavy electric cotton like you’re both uncomfy and unable to stop
This is the best damn description of executive dysfunction I have ever heard
friends: ew how can you not shower for like days on end don’t you feel gross?? and how can you let your room get in such a mess wtf??
me, leaning forward so my lips touch the microphone: I Have Depression
hi i can’t wait till i live alone and know no one it’s gonna be great
my anxiety has a loophole that if somebody is else is equally or more uncomfortable I develop the sudden ability to Do The Thing