(wish’s obligatory joke comment to cancel out the serious emotions)
omg…. my first ever twitter notes app apology….. and i did it at my birthday dinner! /ref
happy birthday to me i guess
ive been meaning to post an update for a while but. well. its in the text.
didn’t have to energy to separate it all into like 10 tweets so heres the notes app screenshots
part 1
@L00SYG00SY 90% of the time i wear pants its jeans. i genuinely don’t understand people who find jeans uncomfortable??? like yeah some tight jeans are uncomfy but most aren’t imo.
im that kinda person who wears jeans at home lmao xD
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movie is “but im a cheerleader” btw. its like a comedy/satire (idk movie genres lmao) from the 90s i think, and its about a lesbian girl who gets sent to a small christian conversion camp.
its like an hour 40 long and free on youtube, really funny and i recommend watching it :)
long vent/rant
im just realizing that maybe a lot of my issues is not only because of me, but because of this house.
when i was at my grandmas i felt so damn happy all the time but i didnt even really realize it until i left.
my mental health was just so much better over there.
i didn’t tense up or see if there’s anything i need to hide when i heard my grandma come over to “my room” (except when i was watching a gay movie but, yknow :/ ), i didn’t brace myself emotionally whenever she spoke in case she would say something that hurt me accidentally,
i could do what I wanted to. i could have both headphones in. i didn’t have to worry about my moms mood or how she would interpret what i do, or be constantly aware of if my brother is going to have a breakdown and get violent.
i wasn’t forced to be “the adult” of the house.
but now im back home and all i can think about is how much i hate everything. i hate my mom. i hate my brother. i hate this house.
i feel so disgusting and worthless and stupid and ugly and bothersome.
i hate feeling like this.
god i just wanna be happy.
i want to WANT to live.
i didn’t wish she would shut up whenever she talked, i slept with the door open, i brushed my teeth every night and most mornings, i went to the fridge when i was hungry, i sat in the living room and drew even though i could’ve been hiding in my own room.