Constantly torn between “I can’t ask for help bc then I’m annoying and everyone will be mad” and “I must ask for help at every possible stage because I might do it wrong and then everyone will be mad” ya feel
HOLY SHIT U PUT IT IN WORDS
The Mental Illness™: *takes all motivation*
Me: *motivated solely by the power of spite* fuck u
The Mental Illness™: no… how…
Me: *ascends in golden light* because fUCK YOU, THAT’S HOW
is there a word for when you see a good post and then keep scrolling but it kinda slow cooks in the front of your mind for maybe about 10 seconds and then you finally scroll back up to reblog it
I fucking hate it when you’re in such a fantastically giddy mood and then you see one simple little thing that makes you think, “oh” and then you just get this empty feeling in your chest and you get nauseous and the world just crumbles and you want to just lay under a blanket and close your eyes and fall asleep and never wake up.