YOU KNOW YOURE IN TOO DEEP WHEN YOU PICTURE YOURSELF SNUGGLING IN BED NEXT TO THEM OR WHEN YOU ARE DOING SOMETHING FUN AND WISH THEY WERE THERE TO SHARE THAT MOMENT WITH YOU OR THE WORST IS WHEN YOU SEE SOMETHING AND THINK OH THEY WOULD LIKE THAT
Covid revealed the scam that 90% of the work we do is made up bullshit and also revealed that your job you poured your heart into would also fire you over refusing to get an experimental injection so yeah most ppl have been phoning it in since then.
Give the people you love space sometimes. Else you are going to choke them. Love does not mean constant presence. It does not mean constant texts, constant calls, constant demands for attention. Love means trust. And trust means giving room to breathe.
When you cling too tightly, you suffocate. When you need constant reassurance, you exhaust. When you cannot let them have their own time, their own space, their own life, you are not loving them. You are controlling them.
Space is not rejection. It is respect. It is acknowledging that your partner is a whole person with their own needs, thoughts, and rhythm. They need time to miss you. They need time to recharge. They need time to be themselves, not just your partner.
“This generation will not be defined by its great games or incredible tech, but rather by corporate greed, mismanagement, and anti-consumer practices.”
Nailed it
This indie team is making a hardcore survival RPG that feels like STALKER meets Darkwood in pixel art
- You're a scavenger in a broken Soviet world
- Ammo is scarce and weapons jam
- Avoid the Mist, a fog that warps body and mind
It's called Scavland. Would you play this?
Wow... I just read a post about "Elopement Syndrome" that is an autistic trait that is essentially the feeling of needing to uproot life and start over in a completely new place. The tendency to want to run off into the forest or just run off in general... And honestly idk... the more I find out about this stuff the more it devastates me because I keep learning that my entire life has just been a bunch of autistic coping mechanisms.
The more I observe autistic people, the more evident it is that autism is a direct link to truth.
In a world built entirely on dishonesty and disingenuous behaviour, it’s very evident why some are chronically burnt out and/or constantly freaking out.
Did you know that many people with Complex PTSD often experience an obsessive, almost magical belief that moving somewhere else will finally make them feel different, safe, or like their real self?
It’s not an official diagnostic criterion in the ICD-11, but it can naturally arise from the way Complex PTSD affects a person’s thoughts and sense of self.
this grief is my love. the lump of your name sitting in my throat. the tears in the corners of my eyes. looking for you in every room i walk into. it’s all love with nowhere to go
being suicidal doesn't mean that I'm going to kill myself. Being suicidal is having this inexplainable ache while you're living. It's waiting for your life to end, and wishing that you didn't have to carry on. Having this ache, and incapability to feel happy living, doesn't mean that | am going to kill myself; it just means that I wouldn't mind dying.