Aug 16, 2019
anybody got some tips on literally not being terrified of talking to people
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anybody got some tips on literally not being terrified of talking to people
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And of course the mindless minions are seeing only THAT.
At least one person saw it for what it really was:
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when are you gonna take!! off!! ur!! pants!!
I thought of making a sideblog to put my more self-indulgent cringe on away from the main stuff but I keep thinking it’s not a good idea because who would want to see stuff that only I like
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So depression can come in many forms, but what plagues me the most is the apathy. Like, I need to shower cause I went to the gym earlier today, and I didn’t shower yesterday, but at the same time my bodies like, “why bother?” This is consistently an issue for me. It’s so frustrating because apathy is the difference between making a good impression on people and looking like a homeless person 2/3 of the time.
Seriously though, I’m currently reaching early Bullets era Gerard level of greasy hair and can’t bring myself to give even a semblance of a fuck.
And lets be real, I only went to the gym to avoid the other things I really need to get done, and because I’m getting fat as fuck. I’m the reason 99.8% of people would never consider dating me.
Last night, I almost cried for the first time in over two months. It was hormonal, though, and mostly from me reflecting on how nobody appreciates me, but that’s still something.
I tried listening to “Lucy” by Skillet again a few minutes ago while looking at a picture of Rowena. I almost did it. I could feel it in my tear ducts, my chest started to tighten, I started shivering... Then my chest did this weird convulsion once and it was all gone. It reminds me of when you feel like you’re about to sneeze, then it leaves. The tears still won’t come.
The other day, I was watching dog rescue videos on Youtube. At one point, when they were showing how happy one dog was after being rescued, I almost started crying, then my chest did the same odd convulsion and the desire to cry was gone. I don’t think I’ve ever experienced it before. It kinda reminded me of a hiccup, only it was up around my bronchial tubes... I don’t know. My brain is still scrambled from her death.
Mostly just posting this for “online diary” purposes. Maybe I’ll need to consult it later.
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