Lonely - Tumblr Posts
Wait, wait, wait. First of all, who the fuck, what the fuck, and when the fuck. Second of all, WHY DIDN'T YOU TELL ME?
writing prompt (sorry for cursing, I know I’d make a sailor blush)
Please...
- probablyintenseomens
depression is best articulated as loneliness imo. its cold and isolating, unrelentless in its ignorance of reality. in moments of clarity, i am able to feel the love my friends so readily give me. but most the time i am alone. i long for what i have.
I'm lonely. I want to call with my friends even though we usually sit in silence for an hour on calls, but I don't want to bother them.
faraway....
Does anybody else get really antsy when they’re feeling lonely? I don’t know how to stop feeling like this. I have trouble sitting still, I endlessly scroll, I go back and forth in my mind. Dunno what to do.
dude I'm so lonely a 7th year grader asked me if I wanted to sit with her and her friends 😭
cliche wasteland
#mariposa #lonely #blackandwhitephotography (em Instituto Mauá De Tecnologia - IMT)
"A lifetime loneliness"
𝙸𝚏 𝙸 𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚔𝚎𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚎𝚢𝚎
𝙰𝚗𝚍 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚠𝚎𝚍 𝚖𝚢 𝚋𝚛𝚘𝚔𝚎𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜 𝚒𝚗𝚜𝚒𝚍𝚎
𝚆𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚛𝚞𝚗 𝚊𝚠𝚊𝚢
𝚆𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚛𝚞𝚗 𝚊𝚠𝚊𝚢
𝙸𝚏 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚜𝚊𝚠 𝚖𝚢 𝚍𝚊𝚛𝚔𝚎𝚜𝚝 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚜
𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚒𝚌𝚔𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜 𝚒𝚗𝚜𝚒𝚍𝚎 𝚖𝚢 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚝
𝚆𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚛𝚞𝚗 𝚊𝚠𝚊𝚢
𝙾𝚛 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚊𝚖𝚎
Why is there no opposite word of loneliness?
Could it be because people, until they die, have no moments of not being lonely?
외로움의 반대말은 왜 없을까
사람은 죽을 때까지 안 외로울 때가 없어서일지 몰라
—RM, Life
❀ Pansy n°8 = Who are my / our Husbandos ?
*sigh*
You know how therapists say - at least tiktok ones :/ - that to be ready for a relationship you have to break off your imaginary ones first ? Well for me - and many people I’m sure - it is complicated to say goodbye to thousand that much fictive lives and lovers… Especially when it’s the only way I get to fall asleep, making up fake scenarios.
I dream so much about love, I’ve got to have it in some way, no ? Be it with fictional characters, celebrities, voice actors or even made up characters, I have to dream about a significant other loving up on me. Am I exposing myself too much ? Yes, yes I am … :/ But, f*ck it.
It is really easy to imagine a life with a celebrity as they are public personalities and we know so much about their lives. Too much… Moreover, your brain - and heart - does not make the difference between real people and fictional ones. That’s why you can feel truly heartbroken when a character you’ve grown attached to is sad or dies. Real or not, it makes no difference when emotions are thrown into the mix…
→ The way I realized this was true is pretty embarrassing but I’ll tell you anyway… I was young - around 17 - and in a big as well as deep spiderman / Tom Holland period. So much that it was concerning… :/ Then, pictures of Zendaya and Tom kissing came out and their relationship was outed. And… *sigh* My first reaction was crying. I felt heartbroken but mostly pathetic and embarrassed to be affected so much by it. I was disgusted by myself, because I was crying over something - someone - that had nothing to do with me. Yet it was a true awakening. After that I stopped - or at least I think I did :/ - to get THIS attached to my dumb celebrity crushes.
It also made me realize something really important.
We don’t know who our celebrity crushes are, not really. What we see of them is only through media, dramas, speculations… Their images are controlled and a source of income for many - *cough cough* paparazzis :/. Sadly, they don’t have the chance to live freely, away from camera lenses…
And we, their fandom, play a part in their objectification. It’s important to know that the person we have a crush on, write fictions about and obsess over is a made up version of them. It’s only how we picture them, how we’d like them to be. Not how they are, because we don’t know. We can’t know. And we shouldn’t, because they have a right to privacy.
We don’t know them, exactly how they don’t know each one of us.
So now, I see it more like having a crush on a fictional character. Because that’s what they become. They have made up lives and personalities. It’s fake, it’s fictional. And it’s okay. I think it’s better than knowing every detail and overstepping boundaries in their busy and stressful lives. It might be okay to admire and be attracted to them, but it definitely isn’t if we don’t respect that they stay humans and that in their place we wouldn’t want our lives to be invaded by strangers.
Nevertheless, drawing this conclusion makes me feel even more lonely. Plus, all these imagination filled scenarios definitely don’t help to have a realistic idea of love. I feel bound to be disappointed by life and love - especially by men :/. That’s the problem with overthinking, dreaming and projecting too much… You always end up falling from the high cloud you set yourself on.
Maybe one day I’ll find “the one” - whoever it may be or if they even exist. Only time will tell, for now I’ll try and deal with the loneliness.
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