May 5
I had Banh mì today and I did a good job at the meeting.
Two good things! (And a workout and some correspondence) and it's only Tuesday yet!
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I had Banh mì today and I did a good job at the meeting.
Two good things! (And a workout and some correspondence) and it's only Tuesday yet!
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Watch "5 Signs of Manipulative Behaviors and How to Deal With It" on YouTube
woa .. i think everyone can do manipulation at some point huh! now i can see .. she mymom also can/tries to manipulate me huh (not in a bad way i c cuz ik she gave me everything to support me even tho she seems so unemotional 😮!!)
nice advice.. i aslo saw some few more friends try to manipulate me emotionally buy threatening like that i said i wont be scared if u leave me they then realized i can not be tamed and am powerful 😌 im always alone works best for me 💚 im more feeling fulfilled in my life even tho i have zero friends and only has 1 close friend that i dont see very often, & a new friend that i just met this month who truly cared & listened me/tried to support me 🥺💚 gave me healing fr after we deep talked.. my inner child got out, out of body like, reality felt like a really real thing when it happened.. in the midst of i trying to eat in a restaurant yesterday 🤯 idk how to describe it it was clearly similar to our of body experiment like exp
Is it okay to reply to your diary posts? Because I relate a lot to the one you just posted
It absolutely is okay.
Anyone who relates to my fears of losing my sight should reply. Or just talk to me in general.
But yeah, I think about it far too often and have cried about it on several occasions, including a half hour ago. But hey, what can I do except pray?
I don’t really have a lot of friends, and I don’t really interact with a lot of people outside of work. I kind of don’t like that. It actually is taking a hit to my writing? Because I don’t know how the hell my characters are supposed to interact with anyone. Kind of a serious predicament.
It’s not that I don’t like people. Clicking with people seems like too much effort these days. And, I guess, when time outside of work or all else makes itself available, I tend to do solitary activities like go for a walk, or read a book, or write, or dork around on my lonesome. I just end up by myself and don’t mind it too much until I realize that I haven’t really interacted with anyone besides my boyfriend or animals in a good long while.
That and it kind of weirds me out when or if anyone besides my family takes any genuine interest in me. Almost like I don’t believe them and wonder what they want from me. But not always.
Mostly I’m tired and don’t want to talk to most anyone. I just want to lay around and telepathically figure things out. I kinda just want to go on adventures, go somewhere, write together, read together, just be in the same room and maybe talk here and there, but without expectation. And if we must be in-depth in a verbal sense I would rather listen to others, but I don’t want to talk about my feelings. I hear enough of them all the damn time. I want to hear about you. I want to re-learn and know about you. And yet I understand that you want the same from me, to make this work and all. Re-ci-pro-ca-tion. I get it.
My feelings, though? I’m tired. I’m sad. I’m hungry. I don’t want to drink that whey protein and water thingamajig. I wish I was excited for the holidays. I wish I was a kid again. I miss lots of things. I’m tired. What day is it? Is it really only Tuesday? Damn, it’s already Thursday? What am I doing this weekend? I really need to clean the apartment. Sometimes I wonder where my imagination went. A lot of the time, I realize that it’s still there, but that it’s more stocked with real-world emotions and sadness than fanciful awesomeness. And yes, I realize that I can merge the two, because my favorite stories are comprised of such notions. But I can’t even find the bridge to such a metaphorical parallel and it PISSES me OFF. Also, what the hell am I doing? Another work day done. Another week done. I wish it wasn’t so dark when I got home... when I woke up in the morning. 5:25 am again? I’m tired. So tired.
I don’t want to talk about my feelings but I’m hoping to figure out something so that I at least have some sort of interaction besides merely receiving information (which is also pretty valuable). And maybe sometime soon I can absorb some information besides fly-by-night skim it some so I can boost my brainpower even more and then maybe share something with you besides on a merely personal plane.
But I will say how happy I am to be writing and uh, hopefully soon I’ll figure out the rest of errthang. Hopefully, and hopefully soon. Yeah.
I've come such a long way to finally love myself and be happy, I'm rly proud of myself.
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Weekend!
It's weekend, after a week filled with school and stress, this is our chance to get some rest! Not for me, though. Normally, I spent my weekend by making homework, studying for tests, doing things behind my computer like tumblr, minecraft, youtube etc., eating, and sleeping.
But not this weekend. This weekend I'm visiting my grandparents, and I have to ask them questions about how Geography was like in the past, for a school assignment.
What are you going to do this weekend?
x
Emma