me, lying in bed in an extremely uncomfortable position, but not being able to move, feeling exhausted after weeks of constant dissociation, suicidal ideation and daily breakdowns: maybe i’m not mentally ill, maybe i’m just lazy
Have you ever been lowkey emotionally abused? Like, you’re not even aware it’s happening but then you think about it later and you realize that something wasn’t quite right. All of a sudden, you start to think you’re not good enough and that your feelings aren’t valid and don’t matter and if you bring it up to the person, they act like you’re being dramatic and emotional and irrational even though you know that something isn’t right. Sucks doesn’t it?