Ive been wondering lately if I really do have bipolar with psychotic features or if I have schizoaffective. Idk why the idea of bipolar though is so offensive to me lol. I think its because I never really feel grandiose and thats just an unfair part of the bargain.
The main difference I found is psychosis symptoms outside of mood episodes. Ive been trying to figure that out, but as my moods are really long, Im not sure. I was thinking maybe that is true because this year I seem to launch into paranoia in a single afternoon instead of over months. But thats associated with a stressed mood, not anything neutral? Idk. My paranoia is generally after Ive become fully stressed, but honestly, it is possible I have delusions constantly. How do you even know? I know I have OCD but I am so fixated on death that it might be more delusional than just OCD - like I do have rituals but its mainly just stressful thoughts that Im being haunted and the proof was a dead bug.
But the past week I noticed I shifted into a different phase. Im suddenly energetic or agitated. Like laughing hysterically, talking a lot, becoming really upset or angry, sad, overwhelmed, and constantly unreasonably scared. Everything is a threat. I seem to be really focused on fires happening for some reason. I am sleeping way more than normal, actually my sleep is suddenly really stressful. I dont go to sleep unless I take meds but thats normal for me, but now I cant get up. Ill wake up and its like Im magnetised to the bed and am stuck for awhile until I actually wake up. I sleep 12-14 hours but when I look at my Fitbit data its somehow only 5-6 hours in that time Im asleep. I know it, too. Its like Im not asleep and am in my room but dreaming in it. I didnt even realize I was so upset about this until I saw a post by someone talking about training their service dog to wake them up properly and asking how to do it and I could cry with the relief if I could figure out something mine could do to help me with it.
I generally always get told Im too self aware to have any psychosis issues and I think Im good at sounding self aware but Im actually not at all. I have no idea what Im thinking or feeling, Im guessing based on any knee jerk things that may have come out. Like last year I was in the psych ward for paranoia, but I hadnt even noticed or was able to communicate, but can see it now, that I was actually in danger of attacking people because I believed they were going to kill me first, and that had been my motivation to go in. And it wasnt even the person I said I was paranoid of.
I cant even figure out if my hand hurts or not. I have no idea what Im thinking or feeling. I know Im jumpy and on level 100 of agitation. I just suddenly start crying, Im overwhelmed with proofs of life and death. If someone tells me a joke I literally cry laughing. My words are mixing up and I feel like I cant say anything. I read things Ive written and even Im like what?? What does that even say. I know I am having PTSD symptoms - thats a given with me. I know for months Ive been hyperfocused on it, its been a source of anger outbursts.
Like for some reason the thought of romance or sex or any relationship sends me into a flying rage. My dog licking my other dog disturbs me so deeply I immediately lose it and have to run outside or throw something. People talking about love and needing people makes me feel so revolted. Ive been half dating someone and they mentioned kissing and Im ready to set myself and everyone else on fire. I cant stand the thought of desire and needing someone and craving them it is disturbing and I want to be sick thinking about it. But Im not normally like this at all. Not at all.
I am asexual and aromantic and my friend keeps making sex jokes and referencing my being asexual and I swear to god Im going to throw up on him or hit him with a wooden spoon. Havent decided yet.
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❛ WHAT ONCE WAS ❜
🍊💌 and we both wanna say i’m sorry
pairing ; fem!reader x quinn hughes
summary ; it’s been 1 year and a half since the breakup. of course they’ve both changed since that night. quinn just never expected to see her doing the one thing that reminded him of her.
authors note ; hi. so uh long time no see. honestly idk what came over me but like i js completely abandoned you guys. aside from that i’ve been busy with school and mid terms were what took up most of my time. but i’m back👌(for now at least). hopefully you enjoy this. anyways this has been on my mind for a while now and like i had get it out: orange peel theory!!! idk if i would consider this angsty or not but you decide. enjoy! <3
it was extremely hot. the windows were open, letting in a slight breeze. he was laying on the couch in front of a fan. he laid there eyes closed. there was something about the heat that made him want to close his eyes and let the day get away from him.
slowly but surely his eyelids began to shut. all of a sudden he heard a pair of keys jingle, his head lifting off the couch as he watched her figure come into view. “hey, how was work?” he asked y/n who smiled at him. she toed off her shoes before making her way over to quinn.
he opened his arms as he felt her climb onto of him, head laying on his chest. she sighed, “it was good, surprisingly,” she closed her eyes, “how was you day?”
“it’s was fine. went out, ran some errands, bought some groceries.” he mumbled as he dug his face into her hair. “speaking of groceries, i got you what you’ve been asking for this whole week.”
her head lifted up from his chest. “oranges?” he nodded and she squealed. “oh, how i love you.” she began to pepper his face with kisses.
he chuckled and held her closer. “i love you too.” he pressed a peck to her lips.
he began to sit up with y/n in his arms as she climbed off of him and onto the couch. he stood up and she let out a yelp as she felt his arms wrap around her thighs and waist, picking her up bridal style. she tucked her head into his chest as he carried her towards the kitchen.
“where we goin’?” she whispered.
“kitchen.”
“why?” she lifted her head off of his chest.
he smiled at her and pressed a kiss to her forehead. “im a little hungry.”
he turned walked towards the counter and set her down, y/n going to sit on one of the barstool. her eyes were trained on quinn who began to heat up leftovers from the previous night. her eyes suddenly caught the sight of the color orange. she smiled and reached out to grab the fruit.
y/n held it in her hands trying to peel it. as much as she loved having oranges available, she hated the hassle of having to take the peel off, especially with her manicured nails.
“quinny..” she trailed off. he turned around and hummed. she held the orange up with a small smile on here face. “open it, please?”
he shook his head and smiled before grabbing it out of her hands, complaining her request. one the last bit of the orange peel was off, he grabbed a couple of pieces for himself.
“quinn!” she whined but nonetheless took the orange back as he handed off the fruit to her.
he chuckled. “you asked for something, you pay the price.” he held the slices up. “this the price.”
she rolled his eyes but smiled at him and he grinned before leaning across the counter, cupping her face in his hands. he leaned down slightly as his lips found hers. he pulled away for a second before going in once more, this one with a lot more passion.
he pulled away and looked at her. “i love you.”
“i love you too.”
he hated it.
he hated this feeling he felt in his chest. was he sad? no. was he happy? definitely not. it was complicated, he didn’t know what he was feeling. all he could do was watch.
quinn was angry. angry at himself, at her. no..he could never be angry with or at her—only himself. he let her slip away and didn’t make the effort to bring her back.
quinn sat there across the room, watching her. watching as her head was thrown back, laughter coming out of her lips. she didn’t even realize it. he wanted to laugh. yet he couldn’t.
he still loved her.
after almost 2 years, he couldn’t get her out of his mind. she was like a plague. stuck in his mind and heart forever. he never saw her after that day. not a single text was sent. not a peep.
she had completely vanished from his life.
or, at least he thought she had.
yet there she was right in front of his eyes, sitting at a table with two other girls.
he looked down towards her hands and watch as her nail dug into the piece of fruit. she slowly began to peel it off. she was so delicate with it. she always was. with everything.
he watched as she peeled it all off completely before taking the trash to the garbage can. she took a piece and put it into her mouth.
he laughed.
he. laughed.
she had done it.
he knew she didn’t need him anymore. she never did. she just needed to learn how. and she did.
i hate this. good night. isn’t 🙅♀️ proofread 🙅♀️why tf do i only write at night when ik i’m tired and running on 2 hours of sleep???
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✉️ NIKI AS YOUR BF
duo ﹒ niki x fmr
genre fluff
wc 05k
warnings kissing , nicknames
note 💬 happy birthday yua
the sweetest boyfriend ever
he always has your back
you forget something? niki probably has it
you are hungry? niki will take you to a cafe
you feel sad? niki has so many ways to cheer you up
the smile on your face is what he wants
he loves making you happy, if you are happy he is happier
his love language is playing pranks and annoying you
before you started dating they weren’t that bad
but oh god, after you started dating they grew worse everyday
its like he enjoys your suffering
but they are really light hearted because he knows you can get mad
he adores playing with your hair
he likes how soft and relaxing it is
he gently taps your head and you already know what he wants
you lay down on his lap while he strokes your hair
seeing how long and pretty it is makes him happy
niki is the boyfriend that only lets you do certain things that others can't do because your his girlfriend
first one is, borrowing his hoodies as much as you want
he hates sharing his clothes with others but your his only exception
he loves how oversized they look on you
it makes him laugh, seeing how cute you are
second on the list, letting you purposely win in a game
niki is very competitive when playing but he doesn't mind if he loses against you
he pretends to do bad just so he can see you smile from a victory
last one on the list is physical affection
his love language is acts of service but when you want cuddles or kisses niki never says no
like i said, your are his only exception
he gives the best hugs ever im telling you
he will scoop you up and wrap himself around you until you can't breathe
and his kisses are really soft and delicate
he loves to give peppery kisses all around your face
because he loves to tickle you
on the topic of tickling, he will tickle you until you scream for help
it's like he has a special way of making you run out of breath
he just loves having fun with you
he's will always be a little kid at heart
niki is the clingy type of boyfriend
he always wants to be next to you, every minute of the day
even if it means having your attention on him
he just loves you so much and he wants to show it
but when you get mad or angry at him he is quick to apologise
he usually hugs you or kisses your cheeks
niki is defientely a spam texter i just know it in my bones
if you don't reply in a minute he will calling the ambulnace
hey can we go out please 😋🙏🏼
he is the biggest fan of late night walks
just walking around with his hand in yours makes him the happiest boy alive
dates with niki are usually simple ones where you two enjoy yourselves to the fullest
amusement parks, carnivals, picnics and cafes are your go to spots
he loves to enjoy his time with the person he loves
niki also loves using nicknames
its his favourite thing about being able to date you
he uses cheesy names just so he can get a reaction out of you
"sugar pookie dookie bear, can i have my shirt please?"
he loves seeing your face blush and turn all red
but when he uses them really lovingly aswell
i feel like he would use 'love' because he loves you so much
niki best boyfriend confirmed
© flwrshee
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