when the depressive episode is about to absorb you and you know it's coming but you're powerless to stop it
Captain Kirk and Spock sympathize with your simultaneous touch aversion and touch deprivation. They know that it can be difficult when you desperately want someone to hold you, and it can be an extremely overwhelming feeling, especially when you don't have anyone you trust to do so. It can be difficult to lack that feeling of physical closeness, and it can make it hard to function. When you feel like you want someone to hold you, but there's no one around who you trust to do it, picture Kirk and Spock hugging you, holding you, being there with you. Know that you are worthy of physical contact, and that you matter.
reborging again because damn it's been a hard f*cking year and I would give anything for this
My life feels so... insipid. Every day is the same, every feeling is exhausting. I have no goals, no idea who I am or want to be, and no desire to do the things I used to enjoy. For roughly 10 months I've even been too nervous? anxious? depressed? to read comments I've gotten on my fics. What is even the point of asking "What's the point?" anymore?
8:15am still awake, haven't slept, doesn't even matter because my life Genuinely Has No Purpose. I feel as if there simply is no help for me (and even if there was, I'm sure I couldn't afford it). Some people just don't make it, right? Assuming I'm one of them, can't I just be done already?
Captain Kirk and Spock sympathize with your simultaneous touch aversion and touch deprivation. They know that it can be difficult when you desperately want someone to hold you, and it can be an extremely overwhelming feeling, especially when you don't have anyone you trust to do so. It can be difficult to lack that feeling of physical closeness, and it can make it hard to function. When you feel like you want someone to hold you, but there's no one around who you trust to do it, picture Kirk and Spock hugging you, holding you, being there with you. Know that you are worthy of physical contact, and that you matter.
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doctor appointment in an hour and a half, and it's like my anxiety is eating me from the inside out
why am i LIKE this???
Go for a walk. Even if you feel anxious or worried, just get out of the same space. Focus on the external, just random stuff around you, however mundane. For practical worries, make a list and focus on one thing at a time. When you can't change something that moment (maybe you're lying in bed thinking about lots of things) plan the time to address it, and if it's not RIGHT NOW, try to let the thoughts go, like letting go of a feather in the wind. It's easy to get overwhelmed.
(I got long-winded again)
Do you have someone to talk to? Like therapy, or even just a free helpline? I mean, just ranting on here as an outlet is fine; it's your space, and people like myself are listening - and happy to listen. No judgement. x
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today's depression is "just let me die, please"
[[complaining; triggers; healthcare; existential dread]]
too many of my depressive episodes are triggered simply by knowing I will never actually get to be involved in any official Star Trek media
(other average humans come be miserable with me)
I've always thought that the real heroes are those who look an ugly reality in the face and still choose to go on, day after day. Everyone can be strong when they're cared for, when family and society make them feel like they have a place that's just right for them. But to be strong when your mental or physical health is not ideal, that takes guts. And by strong I simply mean that you wake up and you get through the day, one way or another. I, and many others, respect you just for that.
Good heavens... anon, you are so so so so sweet and generous 😥😥💜💜 I'm overwhelmed and have no idea how to even begin to thank you for such kind words?!??!????? Of course I don't feel worthy of this kind of support or encouragement... but WOW am I grateful to you for it. The holidays are always hard for me, and things have calmed down a little now but you're right, it's a crapshoot every day with mental (or physical) illness. I just hope other people who struggle with these things might read your beautiful note here and feel uplifted by it, too. Thank you so very much for being such a loving and compassionate soul ❤🧡💛💚💙💜
whether it's factually accurate or not, and whether I am entitled/allowed to feel these things or not, I currently feel
- unwanted/like a nuisance
- privileged + ashamed/selfish
- alone
- useless
- hopeless
today depression is 'too little energy even just to take a shower'
CW selfish triggery mental-illness melodrama ahead
maybe I'm just one of the ones who doesn't make it
Your vaguely-lookalike Kirk (/Shatner) here. Offering you one of those soft Kirkian hugs. How are you doing? If it's a negative rant, I don't mind hearing it. Laugh, cry, shout about space husbands or mumble incoherently into a pillow; whatever you need, if you need it. As always, I love the blog and thank you for being you. X
Is it inappropriate to propose marriage to someone whose tumblr handle you don't even know? (Only kidding, of course; I wouldn't wish me on anyone, let alone a Real-Kirk lookalike. 💛)
KirkAnon, I cannot even tell you how badly I've needed this. 😖😖😔😢😖😔😖😖😢😢😔😢😖😖😖 This whole week has been atrocious, my chest still hurts from how hard I cried two nights ago. The great part about it is that nothing is even "wrong," it's just how my brain and body work. On top of being too afraid to ask anyone for help (besides through pathetically desperate/selfish cries for attention here or in the two discord servers I've already annoyed to death), I don't even know what anyone could actually do that might help me in any way. I'm a piece of work. I just feel really really bad for my therapist.
Honestly though... I appreciate you so much, but you'll just end up getting your uniform all wet and gross if you let me hug you. Your kindness and comfort would be far better spent on some other crew member who might really be capable of being helped. But dear merciful heavens, I'm so grateful just for the offer and for your time that even though I know this is an utterly inadequate response, I wish I could somehow repay you with flowers or cookies or something for having made my soul feel a little bit less sick and broken today. Thank you, you benevolent angel, from every last molecule of my overwhelmingly unworthy being. 😢💔💙💛💙💛💙💛