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I feel like to an extent we’re all broken. I have some kind of disorder not even my therapist can diagnose after a month, I’m unmotivated, I’m slow, and quick to panic. My friend [–] deals with stress and anxiety from his sexuality, and vents online about his family and their pressures. My other friendContinue reading “Br ok e n”

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Blank. Disassociating is an extremely frustrating coping mechanism. Since around 6th grade, I’ve had fuzzy memories surrounding most of every day, and have a very hard time recalling very stressful times. I don’t know why or what caused it, but whenever I get scared, or super emotional, my mind just decides to go on vacation.Continue reading “Add title”

When I hear the word “brick”, the first thing that comes to mind is my mom. I know that might sounds terrible, and I feel bad for it. She’s a wonderful person, and I’m so incredibly grateful to have her as my mom, but sometimes trying to talk or debate with her is like yellingContinue reading “Bricks”

Honestly I legitimately don’t understand any of my feelings regarding love. At least, romantically speaking. Sure, I understand familial love, and love for my hobbies. Love for games, love for friends. But like…any feelings I’ve had for other people? Again–romantically speaking; I honestly can’t tell if they’re genuine. Does it just click once you startContinue reading “Love ?”

I climbed in bed at the fine hour of 2AM last night, set my alarm for something reasonably early (12PM-1PM), and let myself slowly drift off. After a relatively peaceful rest, with just a few readjustments and short periods of consciousness here and there, 12PM inevitably came, and obviously I hit snooze. 12:20–snooze. 12:40–snooze. AnnnnndContinue reading “what am I doing”

I can’t wear hats. I used to, to cover up a bad hair day, or just to try and compliment an outfit, but it feels suffocating. Even when I stopped wearing physical hats, during Jr. High it felt like I was constantly wearing different hats, and was never without them. One hat to make myContinue reading “Hats”

“I’ll write something for my blog tomorrow, even if it’s not a continuation of the story. But I’m tired and have a headache, so I’ll just rest up and finish it later, I couldn’t focus if I tried to.” That was me. For the past week. Dunno what it is; fine one minute, sit downContinue reading “Headaches”

– There you go. – Thanks. I’m gonna be a dad! I just talked to my wife. My baby’s gonna be delivered any minute. – Hey, get out of the way. – Hey, I’m gonna be a dad. Congratulate me. Good for you, Herb. Don’t even think about it. Hey! Sorry. How are you? NiceContinue reading “Robots”

Shamir chokes back a cough, her lungs convulsing from overexertion, dashing lightly on top of the brown leaves, acutely aware of the sticks and forest floor, knowing one slip up can throw all of Buldo’s hard work away. Tears still streaming down her eyes, through her blurred vision she spots a faint rustling from aContinue reading “Breath.”