i want to read the DC universe comics but i don’t know where to start? Like there are so many multiverse comics and different series so i just want to know what step 1 is, you know?
sometimes your demonic nemesis becomes the governor of tokyo and uses his power to get you thrown in jail for two weeks during which you’re only fed pet food and when your time is served and you’re free to go you meow like a cat for several hours or days after. that’s just how it is sometimes
okay but the pain of going through trauma and subsequently dissociating away from it so you cant remember it or the year after it and then finally getting the memories back and feeling like it wasn’t you who moved through the year after the trauma but it definitely was you who went through the trauma is a mood and idk how i got back the memories of the year its like the me who was in the year shared the memories but they arent mine that pain hurts
Podiatry papers: Your foot will probably stay numb six to ten hours afterward
My foot a half hour later: REEEEEEEEE
This post is in no way related to autism? I’m sorry if I offended you but I honestly have no idea what meme you’re talking about and I had no intention of being ableist.
Today I felt sadness again. I know what you might be thinking : “but you’re depressed! You have a blog about depression. Sadness isn’t new for you”. Well, it is. Sadness is not something I experiment a lot, in my everyday life.
It’s been a long time since I felt sad, and I mean sad in the literal way. It wasn’t like the usual stuff. It didn’t feel like my depression. It didn’t feel like when I’m having my crisis. I didn’t feel like me being depressed.
It felt totally different.
You see, my depression is very violent. When it happens, when it suddenly hits me, it hurts so much that I can’t even breathe anymore. I feel anxious, panicked, broken, hurt. But not sad. Not usually. Mostly, I panic, I cry, I scream, I hit my walls, I break stuff, I run if I can… And then, when the crisis is over, I feel this horrible feeling of loneliness, hopelessness, and emptiness growing inside of me, eating me up, stopping me from doing anything.
But I don’t feel sad.My depression is more about PAIN. But not necessarily sadness. And I haven’t feel sad for a really long time… To be completely honest with you guys, I almost forgot how it felt. When it happened to me today, I was confused and kinda lost for a while. I was like “what is this feeling? This is not how it usually feels like.”
I understood, later, it was just basic sadness.
Why I was feeling sad today is not important or relevant. The reason doesn’t matter. My point is :sadness is really hard to feel too; and it has nothing to do with depression. I knew that already but today I’ve lived it.
I almost forgot about it but sadness is really difficult to handle too. We often forget what it’s like to feel sad. Just sad, not depressed. Sadness is this feeling you have in your guts that makes you believe you will never be happy again. Like,it takes all your joy away and leaves you just like that. It feels like you will never be able to smile or laugh again. It’s really weird, cause you don’t really want to cry or anything. It’s like you’re shut down. You don’t want to do anything but listen to sad songs and think about whatever it is that makes you sad. It’s like a whole new state you’re into.
Sadness is pretty damaging too. To me, depression is worse, of course. But when you haven’t felt sad for a very long time and it hits you again, it’s really hard. You’re like “oh yeah, I remember it now, it sucks too!”
Anyway, what I learnt from this experience is that : once again, sadness and depression are not the same thing. You can feel sad, it doesn’t mean you’re depressed. And depression doesn’t always come with sadness.
i need to talk to someone but i don’t know what to say or where to start
guys i’m not okay. nowhere near it. and i don’t really know what to do
school is kicking my ass and it’s just barely been a month. i can feel the depression seeping into my bones and the anxiety trying to take over my life.
i want to talk to my friends. i really want to. i trust them with everything i’ve got but i’m too scared. they’ve asked me if i’m okay and my mind screams no but my mouth says yes before i can form a coherent sentence.
i’m having thoughts that i don’t wanna think. i want to feel what it feels like to want to live again.
but i’m just too tired to.
in fact, i’m really tired of being tired.
insomnia has been a bitch lately. or at least the mountains and mountains of homework that have prevented me from sleeping.
it’s too much.
i’ve been inactive because life is just being too much.
thanks for listening if you’ve gotten this far. hopefully it’ll get better. but it never does.
i honestly have no fucking idea how some artists can post extreme nsfw art in twitter and be perfectly fine but i post some mild stuff even with censored genitals and get this
Ok but, I thought the “stick” was a fake? That’s why they came up with the idea to just fake it and make Daniel Radcliffe and Michael Caine believe they had the “stick.” But then on the plane, it was confirmed the stick was real. Where’d the real stick come from? Who did the switch? Who took it in the first place? Did I miss a scene or something?
