#mentally sick gifs

[jenniesban]

girls when they stay here for too long and end up reading that maybe syd is sick.

[d0llyxtears]

Do you like my skirt ~??

[bandwhxre01]

Im worried my mental health is getting bad again…been asleep all day and i still want more🥺🤍🖤

[rosatheautie]

[tears-that-heal]

I wish I wasn’t mentally sick. All it does is hurt my loved ones and myself. Now that I’m a newlywed, I’m seeing how my illness deeply impacts my husband on a daily bases. Being diagnosed with bipolar 2 and anxiety disorder, I can’t change this part of myself to help the situation, even with the aide of treatment. It just breaks my heart. 😭 In my best attempts, I am currently looking for a new therapist. Lord, I pray I’ll find one very soon. That’ll so help lighten the load for both of us. In Jesus name.

[an9elicboy]

Im so bored, I want to rip my skin off

[littlemissmeany3]

I'm not sick anymore- 😷

Tumblr community: "WHERE IS THE OMORI FANART YOU PROMISED US 1 DAY AGO?!"

Me: "NOWHERE, I WAS SICK!!"

Me: im about to delete my Tumblr account- 😃🔪

[callsignangelxx]

“Reasons Why I haven't posted anything lately.”

TW: Self Harm issues, Mentions Of Panic Attacks, Bad Friendships, mentions of being Ignored and Treated like Shit, Mentions of an Abusive Mother Mentally, physically, and emotionally, Mentions Of Suicide attempt, Mentions of Suicide Ideation, Mentions of Seizures and Brain Damage, Mentions Of Severe domestic abuse and Being Held Hostage.

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So to Start this Off, If I see anything Hurtful Towards me or the People I Mention in this Post I will Disable the Comments if I have to. I don't want to hurt them I only want to vent For a Little bit if you guys will Just Listen.

My Story Starts With my Mother, When I was Younger things Were Fine, which was Before she was Held Hostage By her Ex–Boyfriend. But when I Turned 15, Precisely when I Was a Freshman In Highschool, Things Took a Turn.

Her Trauma Started to Catch up with her, Faster then She Could Even Comprehend, she was Already Suffering from Brain Damage due to her Ex–Boyfriend and a Seizure Disorder Due to the Significant Damage her Ex–Boyfriend had Bestowed Upon her.

First The Abuse Started out Physically for me, She Would Never lay a Hand on my Younger Sister, I was Just the Main Target for her, she was Blinded by anger and the Shame of her PTSD, but Instead of Letting it Out In a healthy way she Pushed her Trauma on me.

Because of this I Started to have some Fear Of my Mother, She had Beat me So many times I flinched When Everyone raised a hand to Stretch or over my head, my Fear will Never leave me.

In my Second Semester of my Freshmen year of Highschool, The Mental and Emotional Abuse Started, and on the 2nd Week of the 2nd Semester I developed a Panic Disorder along with Social Anxiety Disorder Caused by Severe Trauma.

I had my First Panic Attack. I was so Scared In that Moment, it felt like I was Dying, it Hurt so Much to Even Take a Breath, one of the Receptionists at the Front Desk Had take my Vitals, my Heart Rate was 124, Which was Not Norma for a 15 Year Old which a Otherwise Healthy Heart, even the School nurse had me Sent home Since I was in no Sense in the Right State of mind to be at School.

After that I went to see a Psychiatrist who Diagnosed me with Panic Disorder, Social Anxiety Disorder, Generalized Anxiety Disorder and Post Traumatic Disorder along with ADHD Due to my Problems Focusing in school.

I had One Appointment with him and my Mother Never Scheduled another one With him after He Prescribed me Anxiety/Depression Medication, Zoloft I think. Eventually I ran Out of my Meds which caused me to have another Panic Attack during my Government Class.

That was when my School Counselor recommended that I see a therapist through the School, Because my mental Health wasn’t Getting Any Better Just by Doing Nothing.

But there was another Problem, I hit my Lowest Point a Few Days Later, I started Self Harming, the Pain Becoming comforting and a Safety Blanket to me, I felt Cornered, and then I Even Thought about Taking my own Life Because I was Suffering Greatly.

It Felt Hard to Even Get Out of Bed in the Morning, That's when i was Diagnosed with Depression. With this New Diagnosis on my Mind, I was at a Lost at what to do.

Until My School Counselor Recommended a Mental Health Service, (I won't Name the Service out Due to Confidentiality Reasons), after a Consultation I was Connected with a Therapist a Few Days Later.

Luckily this Service was through the School So I didn’t have to miss any School Hours To Talk to her, and my Medicare insurance Paid for it all.

After a Few Sessions with my Therapist who knew Personally what I was going through, I began to Gradually get better, Eventually after Getting put on the Right Meds for my Social Anxiety, I stopped having so many Panic Attack, Which at that time it was about Two a Week I was Having.

I was also Put in Alt Ed by My School Counselor Due to how Overstimmed I was in Normal Classes, which helped Tremendously.

And Now Here we are to the Reason Why I haven't Been Posting, One of my Best IRL friends Turned on me, leaving me Extremely Vulnerable for my Mental Health to Drastically Drop.

But now I am Fine, and I am Ready to Begin writing once More!

Remember Requests for DSMP Characters are Open Now!!!

Also have a Teddy Bear 🧸🧸🧸, you guys deserve them!!

[amandab653]

Hello friends,

It has come to my attention that I am, in fact, unhinged and mentally ill and will be posting wildly psychotic shit mixed with love and light. Welcome to the shit show 😎✌️love you guys 😘

[tomcriuse]

PHANTOM THREAD 2017, dir. Paul Thomas Anderson

[varangianviper]

Fighting Windmills

Ah guys... this is about my depression, so if you don’t feel fit for it, better not read it. I don’t want to bring anyone down. I’m just pretty frustrated right now and needed to vent a little.

I’m off my antidepressants for about four weeks now and I think their effects might have already worn off completely.

I can feel it. And it’s really devastating. 

I honestly didn’t remember how terrible it was, how horrifying without my meds.

I forgot what it was like feeling this terrible void in my chest, that helplessness and hopelessness. That constant PAIN tearing and eating away at me.

I simply forgot, can you imagine?

Well it’s coming back now and with it a lot of questions of course. First of all: who am I? Who am I really? What part of me is just the act that I put up to protect myself from further pain and what part of me is ‘real’? What about me is genuine? Are my feelings real? 

And most importantly: what on earth could I do to end this terrible pain apart from killing myself?

Of course it’s always a possibility to just get back on my meds, but I don’t want that. I’ve gained a considerable amount of weight during my therapy, so much so that I started getting other health issues based on my overweight. Apart from the fact that I can’t stand looking at the mirror now even more than ever.

The weight gain resulted in me becoming more and more immobile, being really unfit and out of shape and being out of breath and tired all the time.

Also my skin is doing strange things and I am ALWAYS tired.

After four years of medication and therapy I feel like as if I was back to zero again and that really... fucks me up.

I’m angry and tired and sad. Life is pain. Why must I feel like that? I don’t want that. It is a passive feeling, like a constant sorrow, like a constant guilt - like as if you were a murderer and a terrible person and didn’t deserve to be happy and feel good about anything.

Also: I’m really just starting to get old. I mean, I’m 37 now, I’ll turn 38 next month. Wtf is this shit? Why can’t my brain just work like it is supposed to? Why is my brain chemistry fucked up beyond repair? Why can’t my body fix itself? 

Well, writing this helped a little. But all those burning questions remain, those questions I just can’t seem to find an answer to.

Maybe some people are born to suffer mentally, no matter how good their circumstances seem to be. I just really wish there was a therapy that would HEAL me and not one that would only keep me alive, because it would make me just not feel things anymore.

I guess eventually I’ll just give up and get back to my meds, accept that I’ll never feel fit and physically healthy ever again, but at least be dulled out enough to just not care anymore.

This text was brought to you by depression.

[woosansang]

ateez ✧ bouncy ✧ 230625

[beanghostprincess]

I don't think I will ever be able to fight against the Sanuso worms crawling around in my brain but that's fine with me

[ginaporterr]

I just wanna say... I had no idea who I was, not really, until I met you guys. I was, like, 20 different people before I got to East High, and now I’m just… I’m just Gina.

SOFIA WYLIE as GINA PORTER High School Musical: The Musical: The Series | 4x08 – Born to be Brave

[thaliasthunder]

[b1anketplask]

Guys, is that her? /j