OCD should really be less known as the ‘clean and tidyness’ disorder and much more known as the ‘every decision you ever make feels like you’re being held at gunpoint’ disorder

mutuals i'd like to be psych ward roommates with

having OCD is so funny because I can promise you that any given point I am having a complex and heated inner dialogue with myself, and I am losing.

wild having moral OCD while also believing in the inherent goodness of humanity/the necessity for restorative justice, because it’s like: yeah, people are a product of their circumstances. very rarely is anyone truly incapable of change and there’s no such thing as a person who is fundamentally evil. except for me of course.

hey, can i get a hit of that? (crisp autumn breeze)

I hate change, I’m scared of change, I need something big in my life to change soon or else I’ll go crazy

realizing that the online sphere and especially tumblr is NOT a good sample for ‘what everyone thinks’ is so, so, so good for your mental health and moral OCD. i swear to god. realizing that you don’t have to live your actual life like you’re being hunted for sport because the average tumblr user will hunt you for sport for wording something slightly weird or engaging in the wrong stuff or headcanoning a character differently than others or being who you are authentically or whatever is so incredible. like no you’re actually not fucked up and evil for not donating or for watching that one indie cartoon or questioning a post that everybody is agreeing with. that’s just tumblrs georg making you feel that way

i think the fact that pink is a color is so nice like we really get to enjoy that in life