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Hey what if I just sobbed forever and ever
You know what’s really annoying about having mental issues and learning disorders? My ADD makes me forget to write words for sentences. So when I’m writing things like “She walked the house, taking placed steps as a the floor creaked beneath her.” When really I’m trying to say, “She walked into the house, taking careful placed steps as the floor creaked beneath her.” It’s so freaking annoying for a writer like me. I have to re read my work so many times just because I don’t know if I made a mistake but even then I still read over my mistakes and they don’t register in my brain fast enough for me
You ever just breathe and you’re like wow... that shit hurted 🙂
My mental state is like a child, the simplest of things can make me happy, but one selfinduced mistake can cause a ocean of tears.
Sadly being an adult, this means alot of tears
They sure don’t.
(—I’ll do a happy version of this later, since it’s two sides of one coin. ;) )
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Have you ever had a family that made fun of and talked about all your problems, you can’t control in front of you like it’s nothing? I have and it’s the worst. They always make me feel like I’m less than a human. I dislike it. It makes me want to not come back from college anymore.
Mom: are you eating again????
Me: I’m stress eating, leave me alone.
WHAT IS WRONG WITH MEH!!!
Oh Love, my blood staining your clothes. I bleed of not my essence but all the memories and promises you gave me. Feel it soak in your clothes, a part of us you failed to keep.
Bury my bones when I die and let the tree grow over it. The branches will still shiver at the sound of your name.
I haven't talked to them in a while maybe I should shoot them a message.
What if they don't wanna talk but will anyways cuz they're a nice person? you'll bother them.
What if you're just being clingy cuz they care about you? That's selfish.
They haven't messaged me.
What if they've never really WANTED to talk to you?
Maybe they don't wanna be bugged by you anymore.
Maybe they think you're ghosting them.
I'll wait for them to message me.
Y'know what sucks.
Having your love language be physical contact and everyone's chill about it.
You hug constantly, hold hands with your friends, cuddle with them, wrap an arm around their shoulder.
And then making knew friends, and barely touching them.
You rest your elbow on their shoulder once, they fall asleep during class and the teacher calls on them so you gentley rub their arm to wake them up, you hugged them once. One time.
And then, they say "You've just been really... touchy."
If the words didn't cut you enough, their tone, the way they glaced around nervously, split you.
They think you're a pervert.
You distance yourself from them. And, by force of nature, make a knew friend.
Some time passes, and, you've realized you're now terrified of touching someone without them touching you first.
You don't go in for hugs and squeeze youself into a corner so you don't bump knees with them.
Because, what if they think you're a creep.
It's more frightening than death at this point.
All the while, it hurts. You want to be close to them and hug them and hold hands and cuddle. And y'know what's worse?
They're 'touchy'.
They hug you all the time, they playfully nudge you, they came up to you and rest their head on your shoulder in greating, they've even held both your hands when you told them a not-so-normal story.
And, now, you live three hours away from them.