Come Along, Pond

enemies to lovers? no, you misunderstood. I want enemies to mortal nemeses to reluctant allies to lovers to heartbroken enemies back to reluctant allies back to lovers.

Me, lying on my bed, face down, desperately trying to get up: come on body yip yip

cause of death: too shy to call ambulance

anyone else live under the assumption that they’re constantly doing something wrong

How about the assumption that everyone’s just being polite and any minute now they’re going to snap and let you know how awful you are

Everyone who reblogs this post, please read about the psychological phenomena of Childhood Emotional Neglect.

Thank you for this

Anyone else have this like weird anxiety about people questioning your actions? So much so that even when you’re just doing completely innocuous and normal things that nobody would ever ask you about or even take note of, you imagine having to explain and justify why you’re doing it to someone else?