Do it for Satan

Me: I’ll just hit the bong once or twice. Me: *7 packs later* Me: I feel better.

This was true for me too, but recovery was still the best thing I ever did. Hang in there, it’s worth it <3

Your experiences are real. Your memories and feelings are real. They are not over exaggerated. Your trauma and symptoms are not an over reaction. Don’t let them gaslight you into thinking you should belittle your own struggles. You have been through too much to pretend it’s all okay. It wasn’t okay. Nothing about what happened will ever be okay.

*exit, pursued by an eldritch horror*

Damn

how can I explain that I can’t do some stuff bc of my Mental Illness and not sound like I’m just giving an excuse?

does anyone else with intrusive thoughts do that weird dismissive head shake when they get them to kinda like.. reverse/reject the thought or is that just me

Gotta shake your brain like an etch-n-sketch and start over

As probably anyone alive in these dark times, I am generally always aware of it on a low-grade level I can often ignore or distract myself from, but once in awhile I’ll get a wave of complete and total despair that I can physically feel wash over me from the top of my head all the way down my body. It happened again a few days ago. I can’t describe it fully other than to say it feels like the times I’d see my childhood best friend slowly and methodically lower a pillowcase over her cockatiel’s cage at night. Except despair is the pillowcase and I’m the bird.

whats up im jared im 19 and i never fuckin learned how to process emotions