Its Really Just Starting To Hit Me Now. I Wanted A Diagnosis So That People Would Believe Me, But Having

It’s really just starting to hit me now. I wanted a diagnosis so that people would believe me, but having it also means that the doctor is confirming my worst fears. That no, I’m not going to just wake up and be okay. This isn’t some cruel joke that the universe is playing on me.

There are medications and treatments for “pain management,” but that doesn’t mean “making the pain go away.” It means “making it somewhat more bearable.” And based on my track record with meds, I doubt that it’ll do much, if anything.

The crushing reality hit me on the way back home from work today.

I’m always going to be in pain. Until the day I die. And there’s nothing I can do about it. I am sick. And there is no cure.

i feel like people who say "if you have no empathy you're evil" really. don't. know what empathy actually is.

if i remember correctly, people mix up empathy, sympathy, and compassion a LOT, when they're all different – and feeling little to nothing when it comes to either of these isn't bad at all, people just really love being hypocritical lmao

ig the easiest way that i've been able to condense these down [as someone with little to no empathy/sympathy but fairly normal compassion] is :

empathy - being able to "put yourself in someone else's shoes", and feel emotions as if you're in the same position as them

sympathy - being able to understand why they feel a certain way ; can be compared to feeling sorry/happy for someone when something bad/good happens to them

compassion - being able to show [metaphorical] warmth, the want to make someone feel better

idk someone else can prolly explain them in more depth but i just want an easy way to distinguish them. v v v tired but if you feel nothing towards anyone youre not evil youre cool as fuck 🔥🔥🔥

Hell yes. Where do I sign that petition?

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If I had money to give you, I wouldn’t hesitate, but all I can do is try to spread your message in the hopes of more people seeing it.

please, dont just scroll away hi! im delilah, im an autistic ptsd-ridden tgirl thats gone homeless twice in the past 3 months, and i very urgently need some help

im out of my spiro, and im nearly out of my estradiol, and i need to be able to pay this months rent. im still figuring out life, but with all the shit ive gone through, its difficult to do it without help.

ive been so stressed that ive been going days without eating at a time, and ive been struggling to find respite from that stress. im working on getting my second job, but with how shitty im feeling, its been hard to do it.

please, if you can, any help at all would be so, so greatly appreciated. im terrified of going homeless for the third time in a row, ive been sexually harassed, stolen from, threatened, and without a soft place to sleep for days at a time, and i dont want that happening again.

ive got a lot of things i want to do with my life, people i very desperately love, and im working on my first album ever, please allow me the freedom to continue.

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Gotta be one of my favorite songs of all time

I went to substances, you went to college I think it's too late to acknowledge our problems Heard that you're great, I just wanted to say It ain't change, I still love you, tomorrow's not promised

Oh, by the way, fuckin' hate all the fame Got you counting the days when your illness is chronic Death really changes the way you behave I'll remember your face when it smiles upon us

Reprobate Psych major Sick sick sick So we like danger Tough luck, life waster If I get to know her then I might save her

Stars in your eyes, let the moon talk I could stay for a while 'fore I move on Hoodie sleeves up, let the mask off Mixed our tears on the asphalt

Damage in my c6, but you get that So I know you understand where my blade at You afflicted? Where the meds at? Damn girl, let's make big ben sad

Fuck 'em all they don't got nothin' on us Try to kill us baby, think we're fuckin' haunted Fuck your fuckin' sickness, lost you in the process Imma get it for us, like I always promised

Text me when you get home, love you

Pull me back in with your fucking lies Kill me slowly baby, you know I don't fuckin' mind You said "a million years", guess the stars aligned You've been lyin' baby, see it in your fucking eyes

All up in your feelings, all about my vocal chords I just think it's funny, there ain't shit you're workin' towards Rose up out the morgue, got my foot in the door If you run up on the dead, get bodied by a corpse

Get fucked for your money, get robbed for your life Had a plight from the jump, succumbed to the night Got meds in my blood, got death on my mind Ain't got shit left, best step to me right

No face, no name, like Kira My bitch looks just like Misa In my restless dreams, I see ya Sent straight to the ether Last thing you see is my creepers I want blood I don't get even Corpse, bitch

Comic idea I've had in my head for a few weeks. That's all.