call me a hippie dippie bleeding heart socialist but I think if we’re willing to try assisted suicide to deal with mental illness without trying just giving people money so they don’t have to work first, I think that’s kind of evil. but that’s just me.
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the amount of sinus pain and pressure and the horrible migraines it’s been triggering that i’ve experienced for the past week…god i am in so much pain i’ve had the same migraine for days now and it’s only getting more and more painful by the day. i really hope i get to feeling better soon because i’m so miserable and the longer it gets and the more it hurts the louder my ocd + health anxiety gets
when i can finally sneeze it’s almost like they’re half stifled because i’m just so stuffed up they can’t even come out all the way and inducing with something easy like chhinkni is out of the question because i can’t even sniffle half the time
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every morning I think "let's skip my meds today so I can save them for an emergency" and after I'm awake for 5 minutes I feel like I got hit by a truck and everything hurts to bad that it is an emergency. all my pain is emergency level that's why i can't make a 2 week prescription last a month. it's why I'm fuckin prescribed them in the first place. this level of body pain is only normal for someone who ran a marathon while having the flu. and also someone is beating you up while you're running
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its very strange losing a friend because there are moments of clarity and moments of overwhelming grief and moments of a very unplaceable pain and sorrow. it dredges up memories of friends you may have lost before or the people who left this world sooner rather than later. and you just sort of ache for them and for their pain… what they must have felt to want to leave so suddenly. even if you hadn’t spoken in a while, or if you spoke every day, or if you’d promised to speak but always forgotten. your heart just sort of longs for them. for the ability to do so.. and it just sort of comes up empty.
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being broke is soul sucking nothing is appealing rn other than curling up into a ball in bed im over it ugghghgh i feel so aimless
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(Sad)
I am such a goddamn helpless baby, lol
I just woke up, and within my interesting dreams, there was me using internet and seeing that one mutual again. They were the first person to interact with me in this fandom almost two years ago and they were crucial part of my Tumblr and fandom experience, really. Always thinking deep and giving hella interesting ask replies and writing fanfics, they were like... smart? Worth talking to. I just loved seeing their takes a lot? They liked my lore too and they offered solid ideas of their own, which was refreshing.
But like, they disappeared one day, just deactivated both Tumblr and AO3 apparently? And it felt a little less right on Tumblr without them, but after having a dream that they were back I just wake up and cry? Jeez
Guess you never know who/what happens to be really important for good internet experience???? Like just following a blog that vibes right can end up being such a comfort thing for my sorry autistic ass. It is hard to explain that I cherish people who have something to say, who are worth talking to! But it is always the best one who either deactivate or just never post again one day? Though it is only natural that sane people run from what internet and fandoms became
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