Dyrpyn, the Divine Doofus

There's this force in my head that fuuucking Hates it when my friends have fun without me or share stuff with each other before showing it to me or instead of showing it to me exclusively. It's always like "grrrr they should be prioritizing ME over all else!! Why don't they love me as intensely as I obsess over their attention??? We've been BETRAYED" and I always have to tiredly be like "Bestie. With all due respect. What. in the FUCK. Are you TALKING ABOUT"

Yeah sorry I can't right now, I need to pace around in a tight circle while listening to music and/or processing my thoughts until I get super sweaty and out of breath for some reason

Being hyperaware of your own constant overreactions is like playing a very hellish game called "Is this actually a valid concern or is my brain turning me into a greedy, envious, wrathful beast again." Followed by its thrilling spin-off, "Is this okay to communicate or am I about to unlock the floodgates and seriously hurt someone before I can stop it"

Very specific OCD thing is believing the time 11:11 is "cursed" and anything you think then will count as a wish that is doomed to come true. UNLESS ☝️you never look at the time directly

I may not legitimately exercise but I do pace around aggressively and erratically when I listen to my usual, incredibly stimulating music or when I'm thinking really hard about my writing. Which are both states I spend about 70% of my time in. That's something right

Oh how I would KILL for the ability to see a little gauge next to a person that tells me exactly how much they like and appreciate me at any given time

Extremely fucked up that anxiety doesn't just keep its effects in the brain. What do you mean I also gotta have nuclear heartburn without even having eaten anything that would logically cause it. Oh oh, having a nice day? Fuck you, Random Acid Event. Man what the fuck

I've noticed that I tend to form opinions by first considering what I think the majority opinion would be and then latching onto it, which. Isn't great for a multitude of reasons. whoops. hahahahahhahaahaahhahaahahahahhaahahahahahahhaahahhaahahahaaaa

Perfectionism is an ungrateful fan. Why can't you make it faster, where is [specific element you mentioned before], can you also make this, what do you mean that happens don't do that. Nothing but petulant demands. It doesn't appreciate you for what you give. Therefore there is no reason to listen to it

Writing is so fun and freeing when you don't have a gremlin whispering in your ear that it has to be perfect

I feel like there's constant talk about not being able to start tasks, but not enough about not being able to STOP them. I have regular battles where starting a task is the hardest thing conceivable of course, but once I find a rhythm and get really into a task? You're not getting me away from it. You won't see me ever again. The Dyrpyn you knew before is gone. The writing got him. He's forgetting to drink for two hours straight and his bladder is about to explode but no no they can't pause for that. They've gotta stay locked the fuck in

New type of guy who says "I don't know what to say..." but not because they're shocked or stunned or anything but because they literally just never know what the fuck to say. "The skies look nice today huh" "...I don't know what to say </3"