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Morning losers馃挄
7:08m EST
I slept really well again. I am feeling a bit better compared to yesterday but I think I鈥檓 going to turn notifications off again and check on my lunch break. I hope you all understand 馃挄馃挄
I hope you have a wonderful humpday! 2 more days until the weekend!!
Remember
You are loved
You are wanted
Drink your water
Take your meds
Be kind to yourself
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mariposas8494 5 months
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Fuck yeah it has
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imsadperiod 2 years
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everyone-is-emptyy 1 year
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bury-me-alive 2 years
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Days go by so fast and I'm losing them all
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futureless 2 years
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no offense to myself but like what the fuck am i doing
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sickandbones 1 year
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i鈥檒l leave this here
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viperkat9 2 months
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I only want to be your favorite so bad
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bipolar-culture 5 months
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"Your depression can't be that bad"
Until us bipolar people start:
Binge drinking
Get angry at everything and everyone
Start contemplating suicide
Can't get out of bed for days on end
Stop taking care of our physical health
Push people away
Start having hallucinations and delusions
Over sleeping
Under sleeping
Doing drugs
Engage in self harming behaviors
Stop eating
Over eat
Stop showing up for work
Having memory problems
Paranoia to the extreme
And so much more
Depression in bipolar has been known to be one of the worst forms of depression that a person can experience. It's not pretty, it's ugly and destructive. Bipolar isn't just mania and rainbows, it's also depression and hurricanes.
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that-bipolar-mood 11 months
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Being medicated doesn't mean becoming normal.
There's this trope I've seen in media, mentally ill that take meds and suddenly become neurotypical. To me this was a harmful fantasy, thinking that medicine means cure, and a fast one.
The reality of meds is often disappointing. You still find your limitations and differences. Lots of underground symptoms and sensitivities don't ever vanish.
Being bipolar myself it often left me perplexed, the fact that I was receiving correct treatment, but still struggled. Not with acute episodes, just a baby version of previous symptoms.
I'm trying to accept bipolar as my personal disability. I figured that medicine is my support, like a cane could be for those with physical disabilities. It means I'm still not like the rest and I will always struggle, but man is it nice to have some help...
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jiraikeibabes 6 days
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How to not get sad when your favorite person is busy and can't talk to you every second of the day?
Ok so step 1 ...................................................,........
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mariposas8494 1 year
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Haha yasss
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imsadperiod 11 months
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everyone-is-emptyy 5 months
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bury-me-alive 2 years
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Living feels awful
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imdefyingmavity 1 year
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That post about John growing up around Dutch's bpd has my brain flooded with headcanons now. Holding my hands up, these are kinda based on personal experience...
There would be weird times when, almost spur of the moment, Arthur would take John on hunting trips, just the two of them, sometimes for days. It confused John at first, he wasn't even sure Arthur liked him that much when Dutch first found him, and it took a long while for them to bond. John would eventually look forward to them, having no idea they always occurred around the same time Dutch would be having "a bad few days" and Hosea encouraged Arthur to get the poor kid far away until it passed.
One time, possibly while Arthur was visiting Eliza and Isaac, or Mary, there was no one to take John on a trip when Dutch began acting odd. Hosea would have but he never liked to leave Dutch alone for too long in this state. John would ask Hosea why Dutch didn't wanna leave his tent and Hosea would wave it off that he wasn't feeling well and best to leave him be.
But John feels bad. He wants to help Dutch the way Dutch helped him, took care of him when he would have starved to death. So one evening, while Hosea has gone into town, he brings Dutch some stew in his tent. Dutch just sees someone sneaking in the dark and shoves them to the floor, puts a knife to their throat and threatens to skin them slowly. The boy's whimper makes him freeze and he turns the lamp on to see John trembling under his hand. He yells at him, accuses him of trying to steal his stuff, rants about how he can't trust anyone before screaming at the kid to leave. Hosea comes back to find John's run off, but quickly tracks him down to where he's hiding in the woods, distraught. He comforts the boy, brings him back to camp, and tells him not to take anything Dutch says seriously when he's "like this".
Once Dutch's mood improves, Hosea tells him how he gave poor John a fright and should apologise. Dutch does no such thing, he won't even admit to having done wrong, not willing to face up to his actions, or perhaps too ashamed to believe he did them. But he sees the way John looks at him now, that wide-eyed worship dimmed with fear, the flinch whenever he reaches to touch him. He won't apologise with words, but with a gift or two, buying back the boy's affection, maybe even take him out fishing or shooting, lecture him in that flowery speech of his, show him everything is back to normal and it was just a one off. Won't happen again. Not worth remembering or speaking of. And John doesn't. The presents and quality time and soft words soon push that fear into the back of his mind.
Dutch would never hurt him, never throw him aside... Arthur and Hosea were right; it was nothing to worry about...
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