It Just Feels So Good To Talk Loudly And Talking At A Normal Voice Level Feels Like Having The Thing

It just feels so good to talk loudly and talking at a “normal voice level” feels like having the thing you want most in the world right in front of you and being told you can’t touch it because other people will get mad. That’s why I’m either talking as loud as I possibly can or am completely silent. There is no in between.

i hate that i have no volume control. i try so, so hard to reel it in but when im happy, excited, relaxed, comfortable, etc. i talk and laugh loud. it’s as involuntary as laughter. i don’t realize until i get shushed, then i feel like my heart got stomped on. it’s so frustrating because i KNOW it is annoying but can’t seem to help it. getting called on it always takes me from happy to feeling awful in a millisecond

It’s soooo comforting to hear people have this same problem

any other arfid bitches get way more stressed about deciding what to eat than eating itself? cus the moment i have to decide what to eat for lunch I get really overwhelmed cus I want to make ramen because its safe and easy, but then I remember that I’ve eaten ramen for lunch the last 5 days in a row and if I dont eat anything with more sustenance ill get all lightheaded, so then I think of two other things I could make and almost cry trying to decide between them. 

I always find myself wishing I was really sick or hurt so that I could be treated with at least an ounce of respect or care from my family or that I would have an excuse to be left alone for a day. Like I would legit wish I got the flu or would break a bone one day just so I would have an excuse to be treated well.

You should not have to prove how badly you’re doing to receive empathy, compassion, and care. You deserve to be heard, even when you don’t appear to be falling apart.

My body says I'm hungry, my head says "I want REAL food" but... what even is "real" food? None of my safe foods feel like "real" food, and all of my unsafe foods ofc doesn't seem like "real" food either

But like imagine Tony’s reaction to finding out they’re married 😭

posting this into the void of tumblr asking for parkner au writers to please make this into an au where harley is him and peter is the one who’s like “hey why not”

Me: Okay my essay is due tomorrow morning so I should just start it now to make my life easier.

Me: Alright just gotta put on some music on my phone *see my Ao3 tab* well I’ll just finish this fic and then start

5 hours later

Me: Oh shit

why did I, someone who is very busy, think it was a good idea to check ao3