Hello, this is more of a personal account in which I rant about life a lot. If you want to see my art or my casual rambling about video-games, you can follow me on my art account @_Yuu90 :3
My nightmares have been very specific lately. Abandoned, left out .. and worse yet, when I try to protest and confront, no voice comes out of my throat all it.
I wonder what’s that about.
٥٠٠٠ ريال كاش 💸
ودك هالرسالة تجيك بأي لحظة ؟ 🫵🏻
تم توزيع ١٠٠ الف ريال على الفائزين ومتبقي ٥٠ الف 😉!
كل اللي عليك :
تتابع حسابنا على x ✅
رتويت للتغريدة 🔂
يمكن الحظ يكون معك اليوم !
Boy every time that particular topic is brought up in therapy or otherwise, I just get really heated up. I might have healed (maybe) but I don’t think I’ll ever move on, my coping mechanism is being heavily theatrical and sarcastic when I talk about it now.
I haven’t been drinking much tea/coffee since my last asthmatic bronchitis in November. I tried to have tea w breakfast today and it didn’t feel like anything, it’s not fulfilling or a must anymore. I guess that’s good, but I miss the way it used to hit.
More often than not, I completely forget who I am and what I’m capable of as my mind gets completely consumed by an object or an individual, and I live in the shadow of what I get consumed by.
Or going out on a three hour dinner date with my two besties from the previous job and then being unable to chime in a phrase or talk about what’s going on in my life until the very last 10 minutes because they started calling their rides.
I hate that I always find myself fighting for attention and being the third wheel whatever situation I’m in. Even with my sister when I have to pray her kids aren’t needy or sick so I can have an uninterrupted talk with her.
It’s pathetic, it’s embarrassing. So yeah I feel very low right now that I wanna fight for this new friendship at 30+, cause I want to be able to say “I’m gonna hang out with my friends” too!
The hurt when the closest person to you goes: Can I go hang out with my friends? And the devil inside you wanna say NO, I don’t wanna be alone! , but you end up saying: sure. Then go sulk in the corner that no body likes you.