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Here's the thing, and I hope I can stop talking about this after I'm done:
I would apologize for the Reddit thing, and I would apologize for overstating the situation as plagiarism. I can't, because there is no line for communication, but I would.
(I'm not going to make this post rebloggable. This isn't me asking for you or Radish to forgive the parts where I fucked up. This is just me explaining that I've realized there's a full-on philosophical disconnect on a key topic here.)
My need to find people praising this fic and let them know why it was taken down was childish and petty. I should not have done that, and I wish I could say that I'm better than that, but I'm not. I was genuinely hurt by what I perceived as an admission of guilt: the choice to hide an entire widely-beloved project over openly addressing the topic. I took it out on the idea of the person that I perceived to have done that, in a place I didn't think they'd see, but hoped would cause them to reconsider their perspective if they did. I'm not going to deny that I vaguely hoped to hurt their credibility for, specifically, the origination of that idea, because I took the post where they simultaneously admitted and discarded it personally. And it was wrong. It was mean and petty, and it was wrong. I would apologize for this.
I'm not bragging about what I did. I just don't want to whitewash my actions. I do not like lying.
I would also apologize for using the word plagiarism in this context, as it is a loaded one. In this day and age, the word carries a lot of weight that implies much more than what I intended.
If anyone who was impacted by this actually sees the post: I apologize.
However... there's a bit of a disconnect on another point.
I do not need to apologize for considering it, at the least, a dick move. And, to myself at least, plagiarist behavior.
I've realized I'm using a stricter definition of plagiarism than most of you, I think. Probably, you are thinking of quotes lifted wholesale, entire chapters stolen.
I'm thinking about The FutureCop court case that stars in the opening of hbomberguy's video on Somerton.
I'm thinking about academic dishonesty, the kind of thing where you feel like maybe you don't really need to add a footnote or reference another text.
I'm thinking about the long and protracted argument we're having across the internet about whether or not it's some kind of theft for someone to ask Gen AI to create art in the style of an artist online.
A few years ago, probably before any of this but I can't find it to link, I read a post about what I'm going to call the lineage of ideas. It was similar to this post, but from what I remember, the topic was either genetic or literary, not botanical. For all I know, it wasn't even a post and I'm just half-remembering a YouTube video. If someone does recognize it, then let me know and I'll link it here.
In this post, the author spoke about how they had been researching something, trying to locate the origin of a certain piece of information. They found a source, and then saw that the information there was from somewhere further back. So they found that source, and found that the information was even further back. So they found that source, something from the 1800s, and found that the 'fact' that had been cited so many times had been overstated as fact. The original had been a theory, or an offhand comment, and then treated as more until people forgot entirely where that information came from.
And decades, even centuries of research, had been based on that fact as cited.
To me, this is important. Being able to find where a theory or concept stems from, that's important. It's why I link and cite one collective AU, two fics, three posts, and a book when sharing a silly AU about Anakin being a dragon. It's why I quote friends by name in posts where I share AUs that I brainstormed with friends. It's why, even when the story I wrote is different as all hell from the post or fic that first sparked the idea, I namecheck it in the A/N.
That's part of why I've spent half an hour trying to find one specific post about how sourcing properly can help you find the origin point of misinformation, and am still mad I failed.
EDIT: still haven't found the post, but this video that @penpalpixie linked is exactly the kind of thing I'm talking about. Footnotes!
One of my core memories about cosplay were that whenever someone complimented my outfit, I would say, 'thanks! [friend] made it!' and the friend would then tell me that it was weird to do that, and made them feel like I wasn't actually enjoying the outfit.
That was... god, ten years ago. And even then, I was dedicated to making sure people didn't give me credit for things I didn't do, and hoping they would give me credit for things I actually did.
There are certain series, in fandom, that become so popular that they are used as basis for other fics. Double Agent Vader (fialleril) gave us a system of Tatooine Slave Culture that is almost omnipresent. Soft Wars (Project0506) has inspired lots of people to do fic set in the same universe. Integration Verse (Millberry_5) has inspired dozens of spin-off fics.
You know how sometimes, we talk about how we don't know where fanon came from and wish we did? How we chat about something Yan Dooku, and how it's not canon, and how it took us years to find an answer?
Can you imagine the rush that must come with finding out people love your idea so much they spent so much time wondering about it?
To me, that's what attribution is for. You want to find where the ideas and concepts come from. You want to know how stories and ideas and themes and trends change over time. You look at fandom and go 'huh, I wonder when this shift in shipping happened? I wonder why?'
And if things are cited, maybe you can find out why that one rarepair suddenly exploded in popularity, or that one style of AU is really in vogue but only since August 2024 or something.
The 25k words are so much that you clearly put the effort in, but let us know where the idea came from. You have the link. You told me to my metaphorical face. It's such a strange choice to be mad that someone ask you take the link, which you already have and already associated with the fic, and then put it. On the fic.
If the main inspiration was something else, why not just say that?
I think there's a lot to be said for the kind of hurt where someone makes something based on you, even a little bit, that you then don't get cited for.
I think there's a lot more to be said for someone telling you that you were an inspiration, even linking the exact post, and then making it clear that they don't consider you worth acknowledgement.
Like imagine your friend was setting up a birthday party for their SO, and you suggested a theme a few hours after you saw their text, and they went and did the theme! And it worked great! Their partner loved it! And then the next time you all hang out, you ask your friend, 'hey, did you get that theme from me, or like a tiktok or something?' because maybe they picked a theme before you got around to answering, but they confirm that they did get it from you. They quote the text you sent word for word, even.
And you're happy because you feel like you did something cool and then you mention later in the conversation, in front of your friend's partner, that you're happy they enjoyed the theme, and glad you could contribute to a great day. You didn't do much, all the money and effort was the friend, but yay! You helped!
And someone asks for clarification so you say, "oh yeah, I suggested it."
And your friend says, "no you didn't, that theme is everywhere. I got it from an online article."
And like... if that's true, why didn't you say so?
Why did you tell me I helped inspire you, and then get mad when I brought it up and wanted that tiny bit of credit?
Again, I'm not making this rebloggable. It's very self-pitying and I'm sure my frustration is obvious, but my first Big post about this topic was just timeline and links/screenshots. This one... this one is about the disconnect between what I view as the inherent value and importance of attribution, driven by decades of school pushing me to cite things in detail (like yeah, you have so many resources telling you Queen Elizabeth II's birthday, it's common knowledge, but Wikipedia still makes you cite The London Gazette), and what other people view as fair game in fandom.
So yeah. Hopefully you understand me a bit more now.
#personal#vent post#the lineage of ideas#I don't think I need to apologize for using friends as proxies for my own anxious questions. It wasn't a harassment campaign#it was a total of three people over a year#because I was hoping it would be less weird and awkward then doing it myself. Not everyone's cup of tea#but not worthy of an apology.
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The hardest, but most important, part of my transition has been untangling what my personal dysphoria is, and what is more a result of cissexism.
What I mean by this is that I learned that I am not dysphoric about certain aspects of myself, my body, and my life, but my discomfort in these aspects was influenced by the cissexist culture I live in which told me I couldn't exist as myself.
It's definitely a slow process, but I have found that it helps me self-actualize and actually see myself instead of what others demand of me.
#trans#transgender#lgbt#lgbtq#ftm#mtf#nonbinary#dysphoria#and what makes this really tricky is that often it isn't clear-cut as to what makes you dysphoric...#...versus what makes you uncomfortable due to your culture or environment...#...i still experience dysphoria but now i find that my motivation isn't to please the people around me...#...if i truly wanted to please the people around me then i would cease to exist altogether...#...and once i truly recognized that and came to terms with this reality i stopped feeling like i owed the world everything...#...i stopped feeling so disconnected with myself...#...i don't think this will be useful for everybody but i want to offer a different approach to it...#...by no means do i think that this is a 'cure-all' in fact it's not even close...#...because what i found that this has done is bring me *closer* to my trans body and my trans soul...#...i have found that my dysphoria has narrowed (especially since going on testosterone) and i feel more at peace
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Stabby stabby time 😌✨
(Original meme audio source can be found via this YouTube video!!)
#once again I’m so bad at putting silly short meme stuff onto my main channel without thinking it’s gonna humiliate me HELP 🥲#l’ll get over it this is my exposure therapy hour#it doesn’t help that I told classmates in college about my YouTube channel and didn’t think about how that would fuck with my anxiety lol#like ‘OH NO WHY DID I DO THAT THEY’LL KNOW I’M CRINGE AND WEIRD NOW’#listen if people can’t tolerate you at your cringiest and you feel like you need to mask around them 24/7 then it’s not worth#you gotta be your authentic self and enjoy your interests regardless of how people view it#trying to people please the masses is only going to wear you out and make you feel disconnected from yourself#‘fuck it we ball’ mentality saves lives tbh#….I don’t know I’m still trying to pep talk myself into it being socially acceptable to post sillies :’)#for now this will be a Tumblr exclusive until I stop being a baby about it✨#(also wouldn’t it be funny if my channel has a running joke of everyone not knowing what Puzzles age is? Just a thought)#(first Meggy asks him about it and now I’m asking too)#(no wonder the guy pulled out a knife people won’t shut up about his age lmfao)#mr puzzles smg4 meme#mr puzzles animated#smg4 girl how old are you I’m getting nervous meme#girl how old are you I’m getting nervous mr puzzles meme#hplonesome art
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#need to vent#ignore if that kinda thing gets you annoyed bc i’m repeating something i’ve vented about before#the feeling that i’ll never be taken seriously is going to ruin my life i think#and i don’t mean that my feelings are not taken seriously i mean that i’m not someone whose opinion or take on more serious or nuanced#topics is one that ppl value or consider or even want to hear#i know ppl enjoy talking to me fine#for easy mindless fun conversation mostly#and that’s good in its on way and i like that#i just find that that’s usually where it stops#like all i’m good for or capable of is easy fun conversation#and i don’t mean this is a pretentious sense but i just wish sometimes that ppl wld care about my opinions on the more serious/nuanced#in a*#topics and things#i don’t care to be highly regarded or anything that’s not what i’m trying to say#i just wish ppl wouldn’t see me as naive aloof etc etc#i know some of this feeling is exacerbated my own overthinking#by my own*#but i know i’m not making this up either#it exists in almost every space i’m part of and it makes it so hard to continue to be in those spaces#idk like maybe someone cares what colour scarf i think looks better with their coat#but they wouldn’t care to ask me what i think about their thesis/essay idk#not the best example but that’s all i can think of rn#ykw maybe ppl would care about my opinions more if i could articulate myself properly#but i can’t even articulate myself in a vent post#….#this isn’t me being self-deprecating it’s true and i’m annoyed#anyway this combined with the feeling that i’ll never belong anywhere#which had been off the charts this past week and a big reason as to why i had to take a break#is just slowly eating away at me#i feel like a floating island. i fit into no community. there’s a disconnect present between me and everything
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#My sister just told me i need to go to therapy#I do#I know shes right#But i've been analysing myself and my patterns and my needs#And i'm sure if i just got an autism diagnosis (to validate my childhood trauma and start to heal) and got top surgery i would feel much#Better#I dont know who i am#I feel like i lie all the time#About who i am or who im not#I feel so disconnected from my body and from myself#And i have to face that my parent dont have tools to help me#Or understand me#I have to resignate to the fact that i know a lot more than they do about autism and being trans#And stop seeking validation where i find none#I know what i have to do#But im so scared that i wont recognize myself#That i'll go through so much change and i'll be worse because of it#I see myself in the mirror#And i see a beautiful girl#With a beautiful body#But it isn't mine#I'm not mine#And i feel like i'm faking all the time#And when i tell people this and they ask me who is the real me#I just dont know how to answer#Trans people are beautiful#And i'm pretty sure im trans#But what if i'm just nobody
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anyone else up feeling like they’ll never have a place in this world
#i just need to 1. get over all my insecurities and fears and brave social interaction esp with people i already know#2. make more friends especially irl#3. probably talk to and get closer to more family because the only person i really have is my dad#4. not feel tired all the time#5. not be in pain all the time#6. somehow get my body back to functioning levels#7. stop being afraid of everything#8. learn to drive#9. somehow get a job despite everything#10. somehow pay off my debt and go back to college#11. figure out what i want to do with my life#12. this should probably be step 1. i need to start feeling alive again#13. not die probably#how it feels knowing that my depression would be so much more manageable if i wasn’t so lonely#my new therapist said my depression is moderately severe 😁 which is honestly not that bad#when i went in for my first round of therapy my anxiety was rated severe. but now it is moderate!#so maybe my new therapist will cure me#and by cure me i mean teach me how to cure myself#the problem is that it’s so hard to want to cure yourself when life doesn’t seem worth living anyways#like what am i even alive for#my ocs. media. chocolate cake. food in general. seeing animals. petting my cat#see there’s stuff to be alive for but i feel so disconnected from everything lately that like idk#it’s like it’s not really me who’s enjoying these things that i(TM) enjoy#i’m so happy for my friends and proud of them for being in college#but boy oh boy have i faltered severely without them#guy who needs to get out more but cannot get out alone and has no one to get out with anymore#i really took all those moments of waiting outside of high school to get picked up and talking for granted#it’s kinda humiliating to say that the best year of my life was my freshman year of high school#but it was. it really was. wistful sigh#i was so happy
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unfortunately sometimes i am still like, fuck, i know i resented and feared my mother a good 90% of the time [ERROR: UNDERESTIMATE] because she was ""emotionally"" ""abusive"" or whatever,¹ but at least i understood her psyche intimately and felt really close to her, even if it was often close the way a slap in the face is close…
i mean obviously i then immediately squint at this thought and go, welp, that's unhealthy! but like. even though intellectually i believe really deeply in like. Understanding And Respecting That Other People Are Wired Differently i still sometimes feel really deeply alienated by feeling as though i'm running into brick walls where i instinctively expect other people to have endless wells of deep nuanced emotions that they can & will articulate, and instead they just. don't go any deeper, as far as i can tell²??
obviously that sort of inevitably ends up sounding like a weird humblebrag about how exquisitely ~sensitive~ i am, but like, that very much is not my attitude and not my point, my point is that it's so fuckin lonely to feel like you're disconnected from people, maybe especially when like, simulacra of people are right there, so it feels like connection should be possible and then just—repeatedly—isn't—
…anyway tl;dr cloth mother / wire mother lmao
⸻ ¹ sorry for the weirdly facetious scare quotes, the terminology is in fact precisely accurate, i just also for very textbook reasons always have trouble with it! ² yes obviously 'doesn't fundamentally have any capacity for deep nuanced feeling' and 'their awareness of their own feelings is muted by some sort of blanket like "depression" or "their upbringing discouraged even experiencing their own feelings, never mind expressing them" or, you know, one million other possible examples' and 'they don't share their intimate thoughts with you for a range of possible reasons including the fact that you're Bad‚ Actually just being fundamentally reflexively reticent people' are pretty externally indiscernible from one another! i don't pretend to know which etiology is accurate; and in any event it doesn't actually matter why anyone's walls are impenetrable—they bruise me regardless because i'm Bad, Actually
#anyway things are in fact Fine i'm just‚ you know‚ poking my eternally-suppurating wound a little‚ lol#gonna wrap it up again in a min and move sleepward#the psyche#interpersonal#formative#(also like. in b4 the paranoid readings. obviously People Get To Have Boundaries.)#(but also the phenomenon i'm gesturing towards has pretty much never‚ as far as i've been able to tell‚ been about that.)#(like this is i think slightly different but sometimes people just. run out of words. i never used to‚ myself—#but post��pandemic isolation i do sometimes contemplate feelingsblogging & feel very preemptively tired#at the prospect of trying to articulate the exact nuance of the very nuanced thing i'm feeling‚ & just give up)#(so like. there are lots of points along the chain* where it's possible for things to get disconnected.)#(* the chain being something like: thing happens. you react to it. you Notice yourself reacting to it. you articulate your reaction—#maybe not in words—to yourself. you articulate it in words in your head. you decide the articulation is worth someone else's time.#you share it with them.)#(a lot of steps there! a lot of places it's possible to get stuck‚ or just‚ like‚ get tired and decide to stop!)#(so like. i sort of get it. but also like. when you don't explain yourself. you render yourself unknowable.)#(other people can of course always like. substitute crude renderings of you‚ based on what they osmose)#(but then really they're just connecting with like. a projection of you they've constructed‚ and not with the mind behind it.)#(which is why i said 'simulacra' above‚ even tho at some level that's rude.)#(anyway. we're gonna trail off here bc i've run out of steam. tl;dr stuff is hard! you heard it here first)
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im gonna be honest with you all im barely being held in one peace at this point i don't know why i got even worse than in january
#lay rants#tw sui ideation#im scared of all the jokes that i make without realizing about getting lost in a forest or just kms#i dont want to die there's so much i want to do i just hate to feel this way#i want to feel alive i want to stop feeling so disconnected and as if i am in a permanent sleepy state#everything spins daily i have been called out so many times because im staring outside classroom and i know i cant keep with this any longe#im scared to be alone for too long im scared of myself#i'll just go and watch videos tomorrow going back to normal posting/reblogging right now i need to distract me#please stay here while im gone guys#please dont go#drink water take care love you all
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My friend told me happy birthday bc it’s Basil’s birthday today and the euphoria I felt…
#lemon man talks#🌻 | fictionkin stuff#/pos#they don’t even know I’m fictionkin#But I keep saying “basil is me fr” and I cosplay him#So I know they said it as a silly thing but it made me so happy#like yeah!!! It’s my birthday!!!#Do fictionkin people usually celebrate their kins’ birthday?#I feel like it’s weird for me to say today is my birthday bc I was Not born today in this world#I was born today in canon!!#But still!!#I had never thought about that before#I always make sure to remember those birthdays and at least post/reblog something like “omg happy bday [character I kin]!!”#But I never stopped to think about if I should celebrate those as my own or not#It’s weird how some things regarding being fictionkin can be so confusing and hazy for me#I have a very shallow sense of identity unfortunately#Always feeling a bit disconnected from myself and from reality#So sometimes I don’t even want to think about slightly more specific and/or subjective stuff#But yeah it made me feel nice when my friend told me happy birthday
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#i feel so weird about posting my gifsets now#idk it's the strangest feeling like i look at them & i think they're awful#i think im too inside my own head about it & i feel so disconnected#it's probably the real life depression talking gotta stop myself from pressing delete
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I think the fact that u can just get prescribed ssris without being told about side effects to watch out for and then have your dose raised and suddenly have your mental health absolutely tank is. So funny. Absolutely incapable of feeling emotions to the point where all of my relationships are fucked (unable to feel affection/love) my academic career is fucked (unable to feel any sense of urgency towards assignments/attendance) my Everything Is Fucked (unable to gauge emotional well-being until things are actually hazardous) but at least I also can’t feel the Consuming Despair. Giving zombie realness. Going through the motions pilled. Apathymaxxing.
#the emotions are there it’s just like. so disconnected from myself that my body feels it but I don’t?#like my sister was sick and my body was helping and fretting over her and my brain was just like 😑#my parents came to visit and I felt zero emotion#i can barely reach out to people to maintain relationships because I have zero desire to do anything but sit there and do nothing#my brain started drafting a note and I had to be like ohhh wait this is bad isn’t it#what irritates me is like. i thought this was the depression worsening when it started happening. so they increased the dose. which made it#worse. and if I hadn’t looked into it I would probably ask for another increase.#+ also I’m thankfully not a fan of drinking unless it’s socially but the emotions kind of return when drunk so it’s like#i can see how this would be a path to unhealthy habits for people who are prone to drinking more#u know that one tiktok audio that’s like ‘she’s looking at me and telling me she loves me and I just feel nothing’ ‘oh my god shut UP’ it’s#like that. but for everything. literally just trapped in my head talking to myself because I don’t have the energy or desire to speak.#thanks for the emotional blunting Zoloft you truly ruin my life like nothing else#and I can’t even stop taking it because it’ll fuck with my head more. we’re in some dire dire docks boys. minus the sick submarine.
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I hate myself so damn much what is wrong with me what is wrong with me????
I hate myself so much I want to kill myself I don't want to live I want to kill myself :((((
I'm always at fault It's my fault, I did all this to myself, I'm the only reason why my life is so miserable
#personal#i thought I cant manage contact with friends and keeping in touch with them#yes but ALSO I'm just a freakin bitch and start to hate them for whatever what reason I just start hating them and stop talking to them#it could've been a minor inconvenience I don't even remember but it's something so important it caused an impact for the friendship#I feel so disconnected from friends#I feel like they don't really like me#and take advantage of me#but I can't open up myself and give them a chance to know me better#then why I get so frustrated over that friendship if I can't fulfill this
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initially this post had some commentary about interests right now. and then it turned into a ramble about personal healing in the tags. so the interest post is going separately.
#i have been possessed by my fourteen year old self.#except now i am *way* less ashamed of my interests#<- oh wow when you're in a place where all your interests that are unique to you are shamed constantly you stop enjoying them#there were so many things i hoarded as ''just mine'' because i was scared that they'd be stolen from me in one way or another#because either it'd be co-opted and i'd have to confirm to their view of said interest. or i'd be shamed and belittled for enjoying it#there are so many little things now (even wider than like. media interests. like literal aspects of myself) that feel wrong to share becaus#the only way to keep it safe was to keep it close to my chest#there are a few names i'd love to go by but as soon as i think about actually telling someone it i feel like i might#(and sometimes do) have a panic attack about it#which is stupid!!! the people around me now love me!!!! and i love them!!!!!#all that to say. being able to post about armand and dm is kind of like. a rebellion i guess#tvc and specifically armand were so important to me because back then i kind of saw myself in him? v. jaded and disconnected with the world#and seeking someone to bring them forward and into a new space to try and reinvent themself#and wanting someone to love them hard enough that it encompassed everything#i wanted to be what daniel was to armand and what armand was to daniel#<- very healthy way to think about the world and relationships btw <3 i was so normal and fine and this was not a sign something was wrong#god this turned into a bit of a vent thing huh.#i'm not like. feeling big feelings i should clarify. i feel like i'm examining them from a distance and taking notes like a scientist lol#it's a thing of like. knowing how unhealthy everything was and acknowledging that i'm healing. slowly; sure. but i am healing#i got to play a game one of them had tainted last week. it was hard and fun and i had big feelings when i was playing#because it was a little triggering. but i did it. i managed. i felt better for it.#i told my partner about one of my favourite bands back in 2021 and now they listen to them too and that's a little bit of joy#because it was one of the things that was deemed ''bad'' and that i can share that with someone now and feel safe to love it is good#and being able to be as obsessive and hyperfixated as i am right now without it being unsafe is really really lovely#and it is making me lean into it! i can engage with this without guilt! i want to fuck that old man!#it's silly and difficult and big and great and awful and complicated. but it's allowed to be. i'm allowed to be.
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I'm helping customers as much as I was a few months ago, I'm still providing good service and good outcomes and I'm more knowledgeable than ever. And I care about my job and we work well as a team and I generally feel like I know what I'm doing.
But, new management have brought in measures to track every single thing we do, we're being observed almost daily by managers, we have targets that aren't technically targets, but "why haven't you done the recommended amount this week?"
There's so many extra things to do, which don't actually add anything to the service we provide, just make us all more on edge and stressed. I'm being made to feel like if I do something wrong, they'll close our department and it will be my fault - because it couldn't possibly be anything to do with the stupid decisions that have been passed down from people making five times my salary.
This doesn't even scratch the service in terms of redundancies and extra training and extra work load and extra responsibilities and reduced benefits and just. Fuck it all.
#feel not good today#i do think maybe hormones aren't helping#i dont want to quit my job because so many things are great#but it's becoming worse and worse so so quickly#i've been put on a sort of plan#but my service isnt even bad#in fact i would say it's above average#i just refuse to lie about what i've achieved#and im anxious when being observed#and i don't know how to talk highly of myself in manager meetings#theres so much i havent ranted about here#like resourcing. or the culture of competition it's created#or the disconnect between departments#just. FUCK#i'm going to stop ranting now#but i had to write this somewhere or I'd send it directly to the manager idk#ik the place i should write this is probably like. in a journal. or whatever#but i'm clearly not in a place for healthy decisions rn and in the scheme of things there are less healthy choices than this#woes of emily
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There’s a sort of loneliness that comes with Halloween now and it’s the reason why I don’t love the holiday as much as I used to before 😔
#I remember last year when I was still living in the dorms I just went to a local Walgreens to pick up candy for myself#so I could eat it alone in my room and watch Halloween movies while I assumed everyone else my age went to Halloween parties :/#and it made me realize the disconnect of what I used to have where I would go to those parties#they were more childish/kid parties than a college Halloween party but I still remember attending them#with childhood friends and going out trick or treating#and it just…stopped for me :/ like there was nothing left for me to attend to because I was too old now#and I didn’t want to go to a college Halloween party or something so I just kinda stayed in that loneliness#while trying to study for midterms but I didn’t even want to do that 😔#it feels lonelier here at home especially when your parents are boring and won’t even bother buying some candy for the kids like damn :/#but yeah idk I wish I didn’t feel so isolated around this time of year#especially when I see all my other childhood friends doing things and yet I’m still stuck in the same place#with nowhere to go#my posts
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life is falling through my fingers more that usually
#i’ve been in a pretty much constant state of panic since january#and it’s gotten worse recently bc of 1. thesis writing (or lack thereof)#2. administrative problems at uni that i caused due to the constant state of anxiety and depression#like whyyyy do things like going to the uni office send me spiraling like nothing else#and i’ve been feeling weird and disconnected for a while now and nothing seems to interest me anymore#like i’m light headed in the worst way and i think if one thing goes badly i’ll genuinely fall down crying#and i can’t seem to do anything productive bc of the anxiety either#ok i checked usos. the administrative problem got more or less solved#oh thank god#i love depression loveee it love causing problems for myself that i later have to bother other people about bc i can’t solve them by myself#esp when you have to admit to them that mental illness is what caused them bc even when they’re sympathetic and nice about it i still feel#like such a pathetic idiot my god#also i’ve been thinking a lot abt how a pattern that repeats in my life is the lack of closure#from silly things to more serious ones#like how i didn’t attend my elementary school graduation nor the hs one#the first one bc of travelling and the second bc of covid#so i just closed my laptop and then went to pick up my diploma after matura results and that was it i never saw any of my teachers or#thanked them etc#and how all my friendships that died out were this kind of sudden drop like nothing happened but we just stopped talking one day and that#was it and idk where we stand#and how i seem to leave loose threads everywhere i go and i can’t tell if it’s just a coincidence or if i do that on purpose but#unconciously so as to not have to deal with things ending bc that scares me#i’ve never felt grounded in any moment and it’s so strange#also yeah yeah weird behaviour meant to save me from abandonment whatever#📓#niedziela wieczór i humor popsuty co mogę powiedzieć
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