Mental Illness - Tumblr Posts
I don't wanna k¡ll my$3lf rn
My friend's first visit to the psychiatrist is on next Wednesday. I say her about it bc I have huge experience.
Today on ✨I’m mentally ill✨: became unshakably coven er that one of my friends had stolen my phone.
They didn’t.
I just lost it.
lmao who else hates it when their mom is like generally a good parent but has become a trigger for suicidal thoughts just because of all the trauma that you've gone through that she's been there for.
Like, wtf no King your mom isn't going to hit you or berate you for cleaning the wrong way? she isn't going to yell at you or hit you for being in her line of sight?
she was frowning at you? no, don't kill yourself she was just thinking or zoning out.
its literally the *funniest* thing whenever she moves too fast near me or pops up in my line of sight I will flinch, jump away, and just generally move farther away from her
fuck all u tumblr hoes there is nothing remotely romantic about being violently suicidal
or if someone snaps at me. even if i can see they didn't mean to, it hurts. it reminds me of my father.
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𓆩♡𓆪 daddy issues in a fuck off kinda way 𓆩♡𓆪
does anyone else have a part of the keyboard on your phone that just scratches a spot in your brain?? it feels so good when i press the a and caps lock key. sometimes i’ll just press it sometimes cause it feels weird when i don’t.
｡ﾟﾟ･｡･ﾟﾟ｡ ﾟ。 - nina’s book nook
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im mentally ill but like, in a hot way ⋆𐙚₊˚⊹♡
｡ﾟﾟ･｡･ﾟﾟ｡ ﾟ。 - nina’s book nook
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i'm insane but in like, a hot way ౨ৎ
everything i do is a joke. people aren’t laughing with me, they’re laughing at me. i am the joke. the way i speak, the way i look, the things i say. all of it is a joke. they don’t take me seriously. i have put up with being the outcast for so long. i had no friends in primary school. then i started highschool and i became a joke, an outcast and a weakling. i guess everyone thought i was a joke in primary school too, they just didn’t say anything. they think i don’t see how they laugh at me. they think i’m so gullible. i know how funny i look, i get it. nothing i say could be taken seriously because i am a fucking joke. maybe it’s the autism that makes me stand out but sometimes i don’t want to stand out. i don’t want people to look at me and realise how different i am. i know im different but i hate that people think that just by taking one look at me. i hate being perceived.
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bring mentally ill while in a relationship with someone that is also mentally ill is so fucking hard.
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Tony: Have you just told me you're in love with me?
Stephen: Do depression, stress and anxiety cause chronic insomnia?
Tony:
Stephen:
Tony: This is a trap, isn't it
Tony: Like, I'm not sure if you just want me to say 'yes' and be mad at me for knowing and still not changing anything or you're kidding me
Stephen, sighing: Yes, yes I probably was telling you I'm in love with you.
I feel mentally ill, I have this burning feeling where I know something is wrong deep down and it feels like I've felt this way for a long time now.. but I don't know if it's true or if it's just "all in my head" or even if its just because I'm a teenager, everyone keeps telling me that, but I've felt like this for most of my life, and it only seems to get worse the older I get. My biggest fear is I'm just overthinking everything and I'm just completely fine, but I don't feel fine.
It feels like my brain just has this pessimistic/negative/sad switch in my brain and it never turns off, it's like a constant emotion that I feel in the back of my brain all the time. And It makes me hate myself and talk down on myself, It feels like I have to fight it and it just drains me of energy and it gets worse when triggered, and then I spiral, and when I spiral it feels like I'm trapped inside of that emotion until it goes away. My emotions feel too big for my body..
I feel like I live inside of my head, I feel disconnected from my body
And the worse part is that I feel like I have to hide it all, because I'm scared of being vulnerable, and it's not anybody's fault, my brain just makes me feel this way, and it makes me feel like I need to hide it.
I'm ⭐️ving myself, but I'm not losing any weight. My first weigh in was 143lbs, and five days and about 300-500 cals a day (Down from 1,400). I drink more water than before, but what is even going on. I'm 141 lbs now.
I am in too worlds, of light and dark. Both make sense, in their own way. When I’m in one, it is all I know, and the other side of that coin is something confusing and seemingly insane. Today I am in a dark world. There are shadows here and muted colors. Smiles are painted on and my eyes are empty and cold. And when I think of my life being anything but this, it seems such a long ways away. Like a dream, or a distant memory. Even though it was just yesterday when I felt light, when I dreamed of bright futures and actually believed it would come true. So far away now. Another life.
It's okay, I'll be here for you to use until you get bored ☺️
Omg! Twinning!!!!
Tf do you mean I'm "not in control"?? I just told myself that I'd cut my thighs tomorrow because I did my arms today and now I'm too tired. That's being in full control if you ask me 😤
I feel so seen.
the traumatized child thing of getting really stressed whenever you have to ask for clarification on something bc you Know the yelling is coming
Whatever mechanism it is that tells me I'm being awkward in a social situation is so shit. It's ooh, this is AWKward!!!! And if I ask it what they non awkward way to behave, it's like LA LA LA LA, I CAN'T HEAR YOU, YOU AWKWARD BITCH!!!