CAN’T WAIT TO MOVE INTO A SIMPLE APARTMENT WITH THE LOVE OF MY LIFE AND FALL ASLEEP AND WAKE UP NEXT TO THEM AND COOK DINNER WITH THEM AND HAVE RANDOM MIDNIGHT TRIPS FOR SNACKS AND STAY UP LATE PLAYING VIDEO GAMES OR WATCHING MOVIES AND BEING ABLE TO SHARE EVERY MOMENT OF MY LIFE WITH THEM
Calming Triangle.
This was in my recommended Gifs today so I thought I should post this.
It helps with breathing exercises if you are feeling panicked or need to unwind etc.
Is it better to feel such emotion of love in a relationship and eventually lose it- and have to feel the immense absence of yourself, or to never know that feeling at all?
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imagine how fun being pretty would be!!
-i’d get tons of likes on my profile pictures like everyone else
-i’d be treated like a normal human being - people would even want to be friends with me
-i’d be invited to the same stuff as everyone else/never ignored
-rather than being seen as the quiet creepy freaky girl, i’d be seen as the cute shy girl
-i would have less jealousy issues
-people would hate me less on our first ever interactions
-i would feel better about myself
-mirrors wouldn’t scare me
-i wouldn’t be invisible - i’d be equal
-bullying would be less of a problem
-i wouldn’t embarrass myself every day
-i would enjoy fashion and other stereotypically feminine stuff
-i wouldn’t be called “UGLY!!” by groups of men in public
I’m excited for my classes next year, I’m excited for graduation, and college and new experiences. But god I’m not excited to be so alone through all of it.
I think I have dysthymia. for the last year I haven’t been horribly depressed, like yeah I have some really bad nights but nothing I haven’t lived through. I get sad and bad thoughts go through my mind, but it’s not always everyday. Sometimes it’s just for the night, sometimes for a week. But it’s not consistently every single day for a year. Does that mean I’m not depressed? Am I just simply sad? What’s the line ?
I don’t know why I’m so in love with him. I just am. He hasn’t given me anything special to love back. It’s just his smile, and his humor, and his eyes, his hair. Everything about him is just so adorable it makes me smile. I blush when his name is brought up or when he glances back towards me. There’s no reason for me to feel this way, I just do. And every time it hurts more and more to take in the reality of it. It’s a sad thing to love someone who doesn’t love you back.