sitting here crying my eyes out cause my gf didn't respond when I told her I loved her and I never got a happy birthday from my irl loved ones. Sitting here in my delusional ass attention seeking head and wondering if I've ruined all my relationships except for MA. That my gf probs wants nuthin' to do with me, my best friends don't speak to me or us interact at all, and it hurts so much. I have unsent gifts for all of em here. On my b-day I thought about them all day. I hate that I was more well liked and respected when I was faking my personality and miserable and insecure. I feel like MA is the only close loved one I have left and i can't tell reality and my attention seeking ass is begging to be super attention seeking on insta right now just so theyll worry about me or say anything or start a convo like "so why y'all hate me and ignore me? What about me isn't good enough?" And go to my gf like "do you still love me or is everything broken?" Cause holy fuck I am so unstable. Like what's it's like having normal friendships where you don't feel abandoned by everyone around you, the few people you can call close loved ones. Where no one checks on you despite your history of unstable actions. What's it like having normal relationships and being able to handle silence and time apart? Cuz haha, my disordered ass don't know what that's like. I feel broken for being the way that I am. Isolated and distant cause of my boundaries and need for relaxation, but every tiny thing leading to me theorizing that they secretly hate me and don't give a shit.
It's 1 am and I'm crying my fucking eyes out. Lol. Personality disorders are so fun. Unstable relationships are so fun. Haha :D :')
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My therapist was so real for saying the meaning of life is found in connection.
People hug their friends when they meet up and hug them a little tighter when it comes time to say goodbye. My grandfather rebuilt the broken rocking horse my grandmother had as a child, a gift from her father. There's an indescribable ache that goes along with seeing someone you used to know intimately, the becoming of a common stranger. Coincidences that bind, one time I got an uber and the driver used to live in my home before me. It was the last place he saw his father alive as a child and he nearly cried when I told him the walls were still the same colour.
Has anyone ever gotten over their childhood best friend? Is that alone not a testament to the fact we are more than blood and bones.
It's all about connection, friends.
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Steph's Year of Recovery
So! Danny noticed that a new face had made it's way into town. Two new faces actually, an older lady known as Dr Leslie, and a girl about his age called Steph.
He first met them when he was at the hospital for one of his parents. They had stood too close to an explosion again, and he met them while he was in the waiting Area.
Dr Leslie was a strict but obviously caring older woman, who seemed to be the one taking care of Steph as a kind of maternal figure, or maybe more like an Aunt. She greeted him simply and then walked away to talk with the Secretary, leaving him to talk to Steph.
Steph was a blond girl in a Wheelchair, and he could see bandages piking out of her clothes as he talked to her. She explained that she had been in an Accident a few weeks ago that left her wheelchair bound for a while, and that she had come to Amity for their surprisingly good Medical Centers.
He and Steph got along really well, and by the end of it he asked her for her Number so they could continue talking later. They stayed in touch, and when she was finally permitted to leave the Hospital, he introduced her to his friends. They all got along like a House on Fire, both figuratively and in one memorable case very literally (Vlad had pissed them off okay!)
Eventually Steph recovered enough that she moved from a Wheelchair to Crutches, and their shenanigans got even more chaotic (Vlad hadn't even pissed them off, this time was just for fun)
The only thing Danny could complain about was the fact that Steph was hiding something from them.
She said that she had been in an Accident a while ago, which was why they had come to Amity in the first place. But Danny knew it was more than that.
He could sense lingering traces of Death coming from her after all.
...
Steph honestly loved her current life.
Sure she had lost everything, her home, her health, her friends, her life, but she had gained new things too! Like Danny and the Gang! They were honestly some of the best friends she had ever had, and for some reason they just clicked with her instantly.
Danny was interesting and funny, Sam was vegan and a badass, Tucker was smart and witty, they all fit with her personality perfectly! It almost felt like she bad been friends with them for years. (She ignored the way her heart skipped a beat when she saw them)
But she still couldn't shake the sense that they were hiding something from her.
She knew it had something to do with the Ghost Problem in the town. And wasn't that a kicker, there was a whole Supernatural Ghost Outbreak in this Town and nobody knew about it. Dr Leslie had said that Amity was off the map enough to hide from Bruce, but she hadn't mentioned it was hidden from the Justice League itself!
Danny, Sam, and Tucker definitely knew more about it than they let on however. Whenever a Ghost Attack would happen, at least one of them would rush off with some practiced excuse and return after the Ghost Attack was over all dirty. She could guess what was going on, and she really didn't like it.
(This had killed her, she had died doing what they were doing, she didn't want to lose them)
Eventually she had to confront them, coincidentally on the same day they decided to confront her.
"Are you Vigilantes?" / "Did you die?"
"..."
"What?" / "What?"
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I traumatized a friend by showing him a sonic AU where Tails accidentally killed Sonic by blowing up a robot he was trapped in, then Sonic possessed the remains of the robot and started tormenting his friends.
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