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tbh waiting to hear back from people re interviews is the WORST feeling ever. just. put me out of my misery PLS. I can’t handle this.
sometimes self care is making seven gifsets in a day and not doing much adulting and you know what? I'm valid, okay
my pet peeve of the day is the fact that only about 0.001% of the literate english-speaking population can use the word “however” correctly
I remember on tv a character's axis ii personality disorder was understood as the volume being turned down on a radio. I'm probably oversimplifying it but some days I feel like having bpd is like - the volume being turned up. so it's too loud. and today I've just been feeling so damn much and it hurts because I hate it. I feel like the world is too much for me and that I can't just - exist in peace. and I was meant to hear from a therapist weeks ago but apparently the person handling my case is on leave so clearly they think it's okay to leave me hanging for weeks on end when the assessor literally told me she'd get back to me in a few days. and I want to talk about it but every time I even think about it I have this niggling voice at the back of my head telling me that I'd be burdening any friends that I talk to about this. and istg I really just - I don't even know what I want, that's kind of the worst part.
sometimes it makes me sad that I don't get a whole lot of people asking me about my fic but then I looked at my ao3 page and I realised I haven't written anything in a whole month so that's probably why but I'm still sad :(
kinda hard to prep for an interview and also look up another law firm an agency wants to put your cv forward for if all you can hear in the back of your mind is "I want to die"
me @ me: donthatereaddonthatereadbitchdontdoit
if this edit doesn't get notes I might cry.
tfw you find a gifset you like about a character you like but it's dedicated to your nemesis and you can't have their url on your blog at any cost
I hope my canarrow fic has some notes when I wake up. or some comments on ao3. I'm not fussed. just some validation would be nice.
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one :) day :) it :) will :) no :) longer :) trigger :) me :) seeing :) laurel's :) dead :) body :)))))))))
sigh. I hope this isn't the start of something.
idk why but I have this pit in the bottom of my stomach and I feel really shitty for literally no reason. I don't understand when I've taken my medication and have a fic idea in my head and am going home for a day anyway so I should be excited to see baby speedy again but I just feel this void inside me and it's driving me nuts. ugh.
