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There is something fundamentally wrong with me, as my first thought was about insomnia and how sleep is as elusive as death.

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I think the desire for something horrible to happen is born from a want and/or need to have something to blame for mental/emotional agony. “If I’m abused, then the pain has a cause.” “If I survive something horrible, then the pain has a purpose.” Feeling like you need a reason or an excuse to explain away the agony that has no true root cause, because then it feels justified and permissible. Like you get a pardon from the universe for feeling this agonizing pain only if you have a good enough explanation for it. That you’re allowed to feel it.
It’s not that you think you’re the only who feels this type of way. Or that there aren’t other people who “don’t have a good reason” for feeling the same. On the contrary, you are very well aware of this fact. And it’s because you know that being reminded brings you know comfort, because you despair at knowing others feel the same agony you do.
But the only way to make it make sense is to put it in the context of some kind of abuse or catastrophe, because then it’s real. And if it’s real, then you’re not crazy or just imagining it. You don’t have to second guess yourself or wonder WHY, because there’s a neat, little, horrible explanation. And for some reason that thought makes you breathe easier than all that agonizing pain simply being a case of your brain not functioning how it should.
If you didn’t grow up ashamed and terrified of sharing your interests/hobbies/tastes with ANYONE, then were you really living?
lmaoooo I found the pin HERE
🎵I'm running lowwww, on serotoninnnn🎵
Honestly, can someone send me a serotonin refill app? Asking for a friend… (me)
What is this serotonin you speak of? Never heard of it. I don’t seem to have any.
When you’re an introvert, socially anxious, and lonely all at the same time.

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how to do things that everyone else seems to do no problem
"your life is yours to mold" oh nooooooooo oh no oh my god. oh fuck me. no. oh my god. oh im so fucked dude.
isolating isnt enough anymore i need to not be a person

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i’m really sorry about my behavior. you see, growing up, my family- *remembers blaming all my problems on other people is really annoying and unhealthy* i mean. i am responsible for all the evils of this world and i bear sins like the sky bears the stars
I wish I could go to a doctor and just list every single symptom I ever experienced no matter how small and unconnected they seem and the doctor is nice and patient and knows everything and they nod and smile and explain that every symptom I ever experienced is connected to like one rare and often overlooked issue that's sooooo easy to fix with like. a pill. and then I never have to worry about anything ever again.