Vent - Tumblr Posts - Page 2
What To Do If You Catch Me Venting In A Conversation:
- liSTEN.
- Try to calm me down.
- DO NOT say that my emotions/things I am talking about are invalid.
- Put yourself in my shoes and try to see it from my perspective.
- Don't. Leave.
- Try and understand.
* I'll probably tell you sorry the next day or so if I find I'm overreacting. I'll probs just say I'm sorry in general.
Trans rant
for pride month here is my experience of the hard parts of being trans I’ll have to post a positive experience to balance out karma lol just feeling silly rn
because despite what many people think for me it’s not my body, or how I perceive/see myself
its know how others perceive me
it’s knowing that some people will only ever see me as my deadname
it’s that I have lost a lot of romantic options because of something I didn’t choose and sometimes don’t even want
it’s that no matter how much I learn to love myself and accept this part of myself there are people who don’t know me and hate me or want me dead for it
That’s the hardest part for me
Tell those people to stfu. They cant decide how you’re described. Only you can choose how you want to be described. I describe myself as chaotic and crazy because I accept people calling me that, but if you describe yourself as something else and someone calls you an idiot or insane, ignore them the best you can. You don’t deserve to be judged, and no one does. People don’t just choose what other people are described as or what they are like. You are special in your own way. If they keep saying that and they are your friends, leave them. If they have changed and started respecting you BEFORE you made this post, I wouldn’t be friends with them as much. You are perfect in just the way you, shape, body, and the way your mind is. (Did that sentence make any sense-) You are special and different from everyone else, and if they don’t understand human emotions, then tell them to shove a stick up their ass and loose their virginity to a snake-
If it’s still going on, just stay strong and try not to punch them in the face :)
I hate myself. :DDDDDDD
Selfish.
Coward.
Unlikeable.
Insane.
Crazy.
"Weirdo" - Justice
"Jerk" - Alex
"Horrible at art" - Lewis
"Mistake" - .....
"don't put so much on yourself" - Alex
"if you want to be a bitch then leave me" - Alex
"Rat" - Alex
"you just try to get support over nothing" - Alex
"you god damn disgusting rat" - Alex
"fuck you worthless bitch" - Alex..
"why are you like this" - Alex.....
"a liar"
"idc what you say"
"no one listens to you"
"you don't matter to me"
"you were a cold blooded snake that chewed people out"
'I don't want to see your ugly ass again"
"k¡ll ur self"
"Your stupid"
"Ur dumb"
"And your mean to me"
"You always say "I've changed" but you never change"
"you NEVER started a conversation I always had to say something"
"you were always scared to do anything "
"your abusive to me and it made me depressed"
"Stfu special ed kid. That's why you laugh at your own thoughts"
"Bro thinks she's cool"
Most of it is old but....
.......do I really act like this...............?
incoherent vent thing
I hope that made sense
When realizing that some things can be said and done when the long time before that was the opposite of the thought, it's hard to get out from being overwhelmed no matter what circumstances.
Idk what post, I just want to say how I feel today because write on tumblr is more cheap that a therapist
Anyways also nobody will see this sooooooooooooooo is time to vent, I gonna write all on Spanish cuz English isn’t my native language and I gonna make a lot of mistakes writing this and that is the last thing I want
Como sea, algunas veces ni siquiera yo se que hago conmigo mismo, no me siento cómodo con mi cuerpo, lo detesto y si lo pudiera cambiar definitivamente lo haría.
Algunas veces e tenido pensamientos de que sería mejor para mi y todos al mi alrededor si yo no existiera, si me muriera y solo me desaparecería para dejar a todos las personas cercanas a mi ser feliz pero irónicamente le tengo miedo a las muerte, se que es algo natural y que a todos tarde o temprano nos va a cargar la chingada y nos vamos a morir si o si pero yo no puedo aceptar eso.
Aveces me pregunto por qué sigo existiendo, me siento co o un desperdicio de tiempo y atención el cual no sirve de nada, un desperdicio el cual tiene grandes expectativas y metas pero no es nada y que solo fracasará en el mundo moderno.
Se me hace difícil concentrarme, todos piensan que es por que soy un vago el cual se distrae dándole su tiempo a personas y hablando do cosas pero la verdad es que me resulta muy difícil concentrarme en alguna tarea pero estoy seguro que no tengo ningún problema mental o eso es lo que espero.
He llegado a un punto en el cual creo que cualquier cumplido es solo por lástima y que no es verdad, que solo es un cumplido que me dan por que doy lástima, me odio, odio cada parte de mi, odio mis ojos, odio mi boca, odio mi voz, odio despertar cada mañana, odio ver como mis padres se sacrifican por mi para que you los decepcione y se pregunten cuál es su pecado para haber tenido un hijo tan pendejo, horrible, idiota y estúpido como yo el cual no sabe hacer otra cosa más que dar lástima y ser un desperdicio de tiempo, un estorbo, un desperdicio de aire y espacio el cual no merece la vida que tiene.
Es normal sentirme así? Es normal que odie cada parte de mi cuerpo, mi alma y mi mente? Algún día tendré una paz mental sin tener miedo de ser una decepción o estar bajo presión para poder hacer algo? Algún día confiaré en alguien y hablaré sobre cómo me siento sin tener que escribirlo aquí en una red social con desconocidos los cuales siento que me entienden mejor de lo que las personas que me rodean lo hacen?
Talvez no, tal vez y vuelva a escribir aquí una y otra vez, me prometí que jamás encontraría ningún confort en una red social pero solo me mentí a mi mismo una vez más.
*Touch doesn’t scare me. Being given no choice in trusting who touches me scares me.
TW: pandemic, childhood stuff, not the happiest thing to read.
When I was really young (the start of lockdown) I used to make little gacha stories about life in lockdown and looking back on it now it's heartbreaking that I never truly realised how bad it'd get/already was. Don't get me wrong, I wasn't shielded at all but I never truly understood what all the statistics meant. I never realised how it'd affect me a few years on as well. I went from being happy I didn't have school and making gacha stuff about it to getting covid and not knowing if I was gonna die because I never understood truly what covid is like. Being quarantined in my room left me with nothing to do other than rest because I felt like shit and laying down gave me a lot of pain in my spine. Also it stunted my already stunted social skills which I still have to deal with now. I can't believe some people are talking about the mpox thing like "oh wow lockdown yay". I'm worried about the people around me. I'm worried about all aspects of my life and the lives of everyone else. I'm hoping it doesn't get as bad as covid did.
i genuinely despise people who make fun of others for things they like, or put hate comments on things they dont like. if you dont like something just dont interact with it. its not that hard. "we should be allowed to hunt people in the [insert] community for sport😜" go kill yourself.
Do ppl not answer my questions because I'm not popular?
...Do I need to be popular?
Please take your time to read if you can!!
As most of you have noticed, I’ve not been as active. Don’t worry! I still check my account every day. But that’s not why I’m posting this.
The main reason I’ve been not posting is mainly because I’m no longer confident in my art, and I’ve got little to no motivation to continue. I’ve always loved art since I was really young and I will continue to do so, but I just have lost my motivation now.
For years I’ve always been trying to reach my art and my ocs out to others, and I’ve not really made much progress. In fact, I posted art years and years ago (I was quite young, and the art was pretty bad now that I look back) and people weren’t that supportive. Many had just made fun of the art, and the account got banned.
Of course, I do art completely for fun and as a hobby.
But what’s really kept me going is the support I’ve gotten, the Little notifications that come up on my socials that motivated me to keep going. They mean a lot more to me than you think.
I may still be a small artist, but I’ve always tried very hard to improve and make more art that both me And others like.
The amounts of hate for my art being “bad” has gotten too out of hand, and I don’t feel like I should be continuing my art anymore.
I will still remain not posting, however when I officially come back, there is a chance I’ll no longer be doing any art.
If you have managed to read all this, thank you. I genuinely appreciate it.
Me and My Fiance rn are literally Maggey Byrd rn with the streak of luck we've been having