also i've noticed that i tend to act differently in my dreams than i do irl
i'm usually very quiet and keep most of my thoughts and everything to myself but for some reason i just let all that go in my dreams, like it's very consistent that i just end up being more confident and actually voice my thoughts and act on things that bother me i know i would never irl
and it feels good to let go which is the worst part bc i do realize that i need to work on being Myself i guess. but it sucks bc. yknow, i don't like making people upset ever under any circumstances. i am very well aware i seek aproval from literally everyone and shit but dude it's frustrating that this feels like just within my reach and then i wake up and i gotta hold everything back bc ofc
idk, i've been thinking about it today bc of a dream i had today
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tw sick animal/pet death
being the resident adult having to weigh the "are they comfortable? how much is unreasonable to pay for medical treatment for a disease with such a short life expectancy? what's the QoL going to look like with aggressive treatment?" questions with a pet is one of the worst experiences. you want to go everything you can but you have to be mature and understand that there comes a point where there's no benefit QoL-wise for what you're paying and you have to let go. i wish i were still a kid so i could just be upset with my parents feeling like they're not doing enough instead of feeling guilty at myself feeling like i should be doing more even though i know im doing way more for him than my parents ever would have
he's still alive but his breathing is distressed (70p/m sometimes) and he doesn't go in to the vet until tomorrow morning. he's still eating but during the day he only really wants to eat out of my hand. sometimes he'll play for a little bit. i don't think he's in pain but i know he can't be comfortable with the dyspnea. i don't know where to draw the line on "he's suffering and i need to make the final call" and "he's a little uncomfortable but still has time left with palliative care." i don't want him to hurt but i don't want to be without him either and im scared of calling it too soon and taking away years that he maybe could've lived.
i hate having this kind of responsibility on my shoulders because i love him and i want to do everything i can for him but it's super irresponsible to put myself into debt for a senior animal whose QoL is only going to decrease with aggressive care, especially since the stress of that care will exacerbate his disease. i hate being in this position and i wish he could just be fixed with pills. i wish i could just have a sign that would light up telling me when it's time to give up so i know im not making him suffer or taking his life too soon. i hate it i hate it i hate it
and i wish i didn't feel so gross asking for kofi donations since i haven't written in forever and i wish i didn't feel so gross when my friends offer to give me money. i haven't accepted it because she has a baby on the way and her husbands father is dying and i just can't accept a loan when they're going through that. but i really wish i could because the financial stress of a sick cat is awful
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I think I'm at that point of life again where I've stopped giving a fuck, like someone who I don't know died? ok I don't give a fuck no more, that type of point , it's either that or I've genuinely lost my empathy for people / stuff that I'm not close too
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Re: your tags on a post you reblogged about reading a fic while drunk in the club. I have also tried to read a fic while drunk, it was a pretty intense character study though so I was unsuccessful and had to read it the next day instead lmao
omg see thats the best thing abt reading fic when drunk, u get to read it again the next day and pick up on all the things ur drunk brain missed! it's like two fics for the price of one!!
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I don't. know how to not shut people out. I don't know how to stop trying to hide or downplay when I'm in a terrible headspace. I don't know how to let people help me when I'm hurting. I want to! I do! I just don't know how! I have licked my own wounds for over twenty years and I growl at anyone who tries to help me. how do I stop being such a bad dog.
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youre the "IM CRAZY IM CRAZY YOU HAVE NO IDEA IM CRAAZY no im normal im normal again" mutual, both ways. also rn damitim haha 💖
QJDKDKSJS LMAOO I FEEL LIKE I HAVE TO TAG @chipmunkery IN THIS FOR THE BIT AT THIS POINT ASJCKSKSJSK
Also yeah Im in my damitim era and we all love that for me. Everyone clap
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Absolutely delighted to tell you all that I met a neighbor dog! She lives on a farm down the road a bit and showed up in my driveway to say hello. She’s already back at her home, because she was wearing a collar with phone numbers to call and her name (her name is Tick!). She was super friendly and very well mannered for a dog (did not pull on the leash when I led her to the backyard to keep her from running in the street, waited for me to put the dog food down and back up before coming near it) and had a great time running around my backyard and startling the rabbits, who are unused to having dogs in the yard that actually can see rabbits moving lol
The best bit was that my dad was not home when this dog showed up, so my brother sent him a picture of me with the dog on a leash clearly in our backyard captioned “you should not have left us unsupervised”
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