i often really do feel like an .. unwanted part of the fandom, i dont draw beautiful landscapes, i have unpopular but strong opinions im constantly annoying about and rarely change, dont like/dont draw the pretty young popular twinks and hot gurls to fanboi over nor do i turn characters into one, the opposite moreso, draw only one ship no ones heard of really, got little energy to interact with the few people that are nice to me and send me asks so it probably looks like im ignoring everyone and unfortunately but still rarely get so stressed i get overwhelmed and emotional about pehaps seemingly minor things and spiral almost into a breakdown feeling super embarrassed about it afterwards but the damage is already done and i look like a freak or agressive weirdo
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something something parallels in life and things might be improving but I honestly can't quite tell yet
three years ago today, i was begging my parents to let me go to the hospital so i could admit myself to the psych ward (for my second stay, the first was involuntary) and then begging the hospital staff to let me into the ward - they had room, they just don't like people self-admitting, they'd rather you end up there through a failed suicide attempt. but thank god for my brain because there's parts of it that want to live even when this part (me) does not, and they'll do what they have to to make sure we all continue on.
two years ago today, I was setting up a mattress on the floor of what I figured would be the quietest room in the basement while my sister and her friends had the loudest party possible outdoors right by my bedroom that went on well into the wee hours of the morning. i couldnt sleep and had to drag all my bedding back to my bedroom and lie awake until they were gone and it was quiet enough to sleep, some time around 4am. (and then my sister got really fucking mad at me when I wasn't an absolute peach about it the next day lmfao)
one year ago today, I went garage saling and acquired webkinz dog plushies and lanterns, two things I enjoy collecting. i had no social outlets in real life; I was deeply isolated and it definitely showed.
now today, i am going to a community mental health centre for the first time, for which i am terrified and tbh still trying to convince myself to go. it will be good for me but it's new and that's scary, but they can help me with getting onto disability and also just being around people and doing activities out in the community.
I can't quite tell if things have gotten better yet but I'm glad I haven't been back in the ward again, and I'm glad there is no loud upsetting party happening tonight, and I'm glad I have those lanterns and plushies that I enjoy looking at. and I suppose I'm glad that I'm going to the centre today, even if I am terrified.
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hi i think youre really cool and i like your blog a lot! Thanks for being you!
Thank you for the lovely words Anon but i need you to know i am deeply uncool and any illusion of my coolness simply comes from my being mildly attractive and kinda popular. I am in fact a massive nerd who's entirely unthreatening and kinda pathetic! I dont say this in a self depricating way merely owning the fact that i am a lovable sad little creature. Also i will always be me and always be visible because i thrive off of attention and i think it's important to be not just proud but loud! Have a wonderful day and i hope someday you manage to think of yourself as being as cool as you believe me to be!
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some people on here can make posts that are like... having u question certain things abt urself and i swear the most annoying people responding to it are the ones that right away shut it down, if that's the right word? and then the ones that are like "you know what? fuck you, no" and go on some 5 paragraph rant that doesn't really have anything to do w what the op said
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