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privateventblog 15 days ago
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It feels like my roommate and i just keep arguing over everything lately.
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privateventblog 2 months ago
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Getting tired of feeling like my roommate's parent. I know they regress and that's fine, but it feels like it even when they arent regressed a lot of the time.
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privateventblog 3 months ago
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Its so weird having a home again after everything the past 2 months.
I feel like I'm a scared rescue animal constantly having to remind myself that I'm safe here. It feels so weird.
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privateventblog 5 months ago
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I've been so fucking anxious lately that I'm having constant heart palpitations and even some chest/heart pain. I'm trying so hard not to spiral but I can fucking feel it happening.
Its getting harder and fucking harder to convince myself that I'm not being kicked out *again* by the person who fucking rescued me the last time, who promised I would never be homeless.
I have less than 30 fucking days to get all my shit packed and get the fuck out so they can house his gf's uncle who they don't even seem to want over. How the fuck else am I supposed to take it other than I royally fucked up somewhere to the point that even he doesn't want me here anymore?
They just want me gone so they can fucking move to BC and never think about everyone here ever again. I was never family. I'm just a leech in their basement, who happens to be paying more than he can afford to live here.
I just wish the fucking housing market would fucking collapse in on itself already so I could fucking afford to live. I can't spend longer than 5 minutes looking at listings without fucking sliding into a goddamned panic attack.
Fuck I miss the stability of living with my mom. I fucking hate that all my immediate family lives eons fucking away. I miss my family. I can't stand the thought of living so far away from my friends and partner though.
I also can't stand the thought of rooming with people I don't know again. I can't do it. I dont know how clean they woukd be, how safe, how respectful. I can't wake up to slurs at 2am again. I can't do that. My mental health was so fucking terrible at that place.
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privateventblog 5 months ago
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i know its been very jokey on here re: plurality but i really must stress that this is a fucking terrifying disorder to discover and navigate and i really seriously wish i didn't have it
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privateventblog 6 months ago
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Me reading yet another thread of folks who got top surgery who are, as always, not allowed to directly say that they're unhappy with the results or say anything too negative about the surgeon without a terf saying this is why they're "actually womben" or someone else popping in saying, 'Well MY surgery with _____ went perfectly and you should be thankful that you got top surgery at all!"
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privateventblog 6 months ago
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Tfw your partner is so vulnerable with you and you can feel it and all you wanna do is hold them gently like a mother and say "you're good, your soul is good, you are safe" until they can believe it.
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privateventblog 9 months ago
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I find it endlessly fascinating that most humans just want someone who will get up in the middle of the night to close the windows with them when it starts down pouring. We want someone to dry our dishes after we wash them. We just want another person to do mundane activities with. We want to tell someone how the copy machine broke at work and we want to listen to how Debra is causing office drama again. We just want something so simple. We want human connection and honesty and to be bored with someone else instead of bored alone.聽
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privateventblog 9 months ago
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A boy who really knows you, knows your favorite band, your favorite song(s). Knows what to do when you start to get overwhelmed, sees the signs you鈥檙e getting to that point, helps you verbalize your feelings when you aren鈥檛 capable of it. Being known is truly being loved
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privateventblog 10 months ago
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it鈥檚 all fun and games until i get called a pet name and suddenly i can鈥檛 think anymore
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privateventblog 10 months ago
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Desperately gritting my teeth trying to remind myself I'm not supposed to be a therapist to my friends. I'm supposed to be a friend, not a therapist friend.
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privateventblog 1 year ago
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Met a really pretty and charming guy through a dating app. We've been talking for about two days. I really fucking like him.
But I'm also and anxious mess who just went through a terrible break up and I had a panic attack while I was talking with him yesterday where he seemed to pull away a tad afterwards.
And now I'm freaking tf out because I know it was bad to panic like that and I'm way too attached way too soon and I just. ugh. I really don't want to lose this guy, I really want to be friends and get to know him.
But I also know the more desperate I am the more I will drive him away. WHICH IS SO FUCKING DIFFICULT TO BALANCE. I DON'T WANT TO BE LIKE THIS. AAA脌HHHHHH.
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privateventblog 1 year ago
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privateventblog 1 year ago
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even though you left, i still deserve love and loyalty. i鈥檓 still worthy of those things despite you not being able to provide them for me.
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privateventblog 1 year ago
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you came back wrong and i am racked with guilt because i cannot bear to see you like this and i should have let you rest. i loved you so much that i defied death itself but i do not think either of us are happy
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privateventblog 1 year ago
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you won't be alone forever, there are people out there waiting for you. You're gonna meet people who make you realize just how special and amazing you are.
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privateventblog 1 year ago
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He used to compare me to sunshine. He used to look at me like I was the most beautiful thing he had ever seen.
Now he can barely stand to be in the same call as me. He can barely even bring himself to agree with me on anything, even small things.
I miss him so much.
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