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#a bad day
pixlokita · 1 year
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I wish I could afford adhd medication, to be able to study yeah but also so I can sit down one day and actually be able to read the fics I haven’t been able to catch up on.
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mightymizora · 3 months
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Fallen off the ledge lads
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I just feel sentimental right now. I love all of you. We may not talk everyday, often, or even at all, but I still love each and every one of you. You guys are one of the reasons I still get up in the morning and push myself through the day no matter how draining and terrible it is. All of you, every single one of you, are worth it. No matter what anyone says to you, you matter to me. And I want you all to know that. I love all of you. It doesn't matter that we're strangers. Distance doesn't have a place here. My heart keeps all of you close. You are my friends. I hope you remember that. I'll always be here if you need to talk or just want to say "hey". You are special to me.
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I hope you guys have a great day. Even if it's bad, just try to get through it.
"Every nightmare has a beginning, but every bad day has an end. Ignore what others have called you. I'm calling you friend." "Know that now is only a moment, and that if today is as bad as it gets, understand that by tomorrow, today will have ended." "Be gracious. Accept each extended hand offered to pull you back from the somewhere you cannot escape." "Be forthright. Despite your instince to say, "it's alright,I'm okay" - be honest. Say how you feel without fear or guiltml, without remorse or complexity. Be luicd in your explanation, be sterling in your oppose." -- "Instructions for a Bad Day" by Shane Koyczan
Please, don't hesitate to tell me how your day has been. You can tell me now or at the end of it. I want to know how you're doing. Your life matters. I want to hear about your day. Tell me the good and bad things that have happened. Just... don't hesitate to reach out if you need a friend or shoulder to lean on. I love you.
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sorry you’re having a complicated day darling, deep breaths and tomorrow will be better 🤍
You're so sweet my darling, thank you so much for your kindness ❤️❤️❤️
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lunasguard · 2 years
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first time away from home at college so far so terrible. got here had an anxiety attack and over all a bad time. I hope it gets better but if it does not then I might have to go back home an do distance learning. which is ok as well. I did really well with it so well see. 
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ann-chovi · 2 years
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shitiforgot · 2 years
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It's already past noon and I haven't completed even one task of my long to do list
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visit-ba-sing-se · 4 months
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I love ending e-mails with "thank you in advance". Like what are you going to now? Not do the thing I already thanked you for? Bring dishonor on yourself like that? No? I didn't think so. Check mate you have been played by the master of manipulation.
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jude-us · 4 months
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I’m not exaggerating when I say this post changed my life. Seeing this as a terrified self hating 17 year old was like finding a fresh water lake in the middle of the Sahara.
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inkskinned · 8 months
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because sometimes there are invisible tests and invisible rules and you're just supposed to ... know the rule. someone you thought of as a friend asks you for book recommendations, so you give her a list of like 30 books, each with a brief blurb and why you like it. later, you find out she screenshotted the list and send it out to a group chat with the note: what an absolute freak can you believe this. you saw the responses: emojis where people are rolling over laughing. too much and obsessive and actually kind of creepy in the comments. you thought you'd been doing the right thing. she'd asked, right? an invisible rule: this is what happens when you get too excited.
you aren't supposed to laugh at your own jokes, so you don't, but then you're too serious. you're not supposed to be too loud, but then people say you're too quiet. you aren't supposed to get passionate about things, but then you're shy, boring. you aren't supposed to talk too much, but then people are mad when you're not good at replying.
you fold yourself into a prettier paper crane. since you never know what is "selfish" and what is "charity," you give yourself over, fully. you'd rather be empty and over-generous - you'd rather eat your own boundaries than have even one person believe that you're mean. since you don't know what the thing is that will make them hate you, you simply scrub yourself clean of any form of roughness. if you are perfect and smiling and funny, they can love you. if you are always there for them and never admit what's happening and never mention your past and never make them uncomfortable - you can make up for it. you can earn it.
don't fuck up. they're all testing you, always. they're tolerating you. whatever secret club happened, over a summer somewhere - during some activity you didn't get to attend - everyone else just... figured it out. like they got some kind of award or examination that allowed them to know how-to-be-normal. how to fit. and for the rest of your life, you've been playing catch-up. you've been trying to prove that - haha! you get it! that the joke they're telling, the people they are, the manual they got- yeah, you've totally read it.
if you can just divide yourself in two - the lovable one, and the one that is you - you can do this. you can walk the line. they can laugh and accept you. if you are always-balanced, never burdensome, a delight to have in class, champagne and glittering and never gawky or florescent or god-forbid cringe: you can get away with it.
you stare at your therapist, whom you can make jokes with, and who laughs at your jokes, because you are so fucking good at people-pleasing. you smile at her, and she asks you how you're doing, and you automatically say i'm good, thanks, how are you? while the answer swims somewhere in your little lizard brain:
how long have you been doing this now? mastering the art of your body and mind like you're piloting a puppet. has it worked? what do you mean that all you feel is... just exhausted. pick yourself up, the tightrope has no net. after all, you're cheating, somehow, but nobody seems to know you actually flunked the test. it's working!
aren't you happy yet?
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emberglowfox · 10 months
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birds of a feather
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lilislegacy · 1 month
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frank: let me get this straight. thalia and jason’s domain is the sky, percy’s domain is water, and hazel and nico’s domain is basically the underground?
annabeth: yes
frank: but… can’t percy also create storms? that have clouds and lightning and thunder?
annabeth: yes
frank: and… and can’t percy also create earthquakes and make volcanoes erupt?
annabeth: yes
frank: so… in a way, doesn’t that mean everywhere is percy’s domain?
annabeth: yes.
annabeth: but don’t tell him. he hasn’t had that realization yet
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moonlitnyx · 2 months
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it’s a shame that the Palestinian genocide is being watered down to “bad shit”
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blitzy-blitzwing · 2 months
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I saw Husk with glasses and I needed to make a comic. :V
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juno-infernal · 1 year
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the horrors are endless. but we stay silly :3
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