PERSONA DANCING ALL OVER MY SOUL
"I generally just tumble around."
Me: //sees friend's negative post//
Me: Oh my gosh I hope they're okay I should check in with them and-
Anxiety: Hold it right there, buddy! Don't you realize that the post was directed at you? They don't want to talk to you!
Me: ...really?
Anxiety: Of course- how could it not be about you? You're the worst and they secretly hate you!
Me: Oh, shoot! You're right. Nice catch, Anxiety! I'm going to feel nervous and ashamed for a while now.
Anxiety: That's the spirit!

Friendly remind to neuroatypical people: You are valid. Your illness is valid. You’re not valid “in spite of your illness”, you’re not valid “even though you’re mentally ill”. You’re valid. Period. You matter, your feelings matter, your thoughts matter, and you are important.

It’s actually much less common for a neuroatypical person to only have one diagnosis, really. A lot of neurotypical people don’t care to realize just how much mental illnesses tend to intersect. So, honestly, it’s not that far-fetched for someone to have depression, anxiety, OCD, PTSD, and other illnesses in tandem.

I HATE TUMBLR MY SCREEN JUST LAGGED OVER THAT POLTERGEIST AD WHO IN THEIR RIGHT MIND ALLOWS JUMPSCARE ADS THAT ARE HARD TO SKIP AND LOOK OUT FOR

GREAT NOW I’M NERVOUS AS FUCK LOVELY PERFECT JUST WHAT I NEED LATE AT NIGHT

sallywhite92:

graciegirrl014:

Having depression does NOT mean you are sad 100% of the time.

Having an eating disorder does NOT mean you have to be skinny

Having social anxiety does NOT mean can’t ever talk to people.

Having Obsessive Compulsive Disorder does NOT mean you are constantly cleaning.

Stereotypes of these serious mental illnesses and many others need to stop.

HAVING TOURETTES DOES NOT MEAN THAT YOU RANDOMLY YELL CUSS WORDS

justalittlebitlosthere:

lueksbutt:

welcomee-to-my-mindd:

Self. Harm. Is. Not. Art.

Suicide. Is. Not. Beautiful.

Depression. Is. Not. Pretty.

Anxiety. Is. Not. Cute.

Fucking stop.

but also you can self harm and still be a piece of art

you can be suicidal and still be beautiful

you can be depressed and still be pretty

you can have anxiety and be cute

you can have a mental illness and still be beautiful but mental illness itself is not beautiful in any form

quite happy this second part was added

(Source: mxlphoria)

How Do You Describe the Person You Hate?

How do you describe the person you hate?

Do your eyes narrow?
Do your brows furrow?

How do you begin to express such distaste?

Do your teeth gnash?
Do your lips curl?

How do you describe someone so loathsome?

Does your tone change?
Do your fists clench?

How do you find the words to attach to someone that brings about such awful wrath within you?

Do you spit words out like venom?
Do you lace your talk with sharp curses?

How do I describe the person I hate?

My eyes darken.
My brows droop.

How do I begin to express such distaste?

My teeth clench.
My lips are bitten raw.

How do I describe someone so loathsome?
My tone grieves.
My fists fall numb.

How do I find the words to attach to someone that brings about such awful wrath within me?
I murmur my words with despair.
I lace my talk with forlorn criticisms.

Now that you know, don’t you understand why?
Why I don’t like to talk about myself.

–Jack Ramirez

I swear, my list of diagnoses is getting so long it may as well be a shopping list.

“Honey, I’m going to the store, do you need anything?”

“Oh, yeah! Can you get a couple packages of depression, and maybe a carton of anxiety? Also, if there’s a good price on them, pick up a pound of panic attacks. They’re in season right now, aren’t they?”

Protect people with anxiety disorders in the work force at all costs.

Calming myself down.

I’m gonna watch some 6teen.

Then in twenty minutes I’m going to keep doing homework.

I’m gonna eat some cup noodles.

I’m gonna be fine.

Deep breaths, young demigrump.

–Wishing Stars–

empty skies full of shooting stars

wishless granters from way afar

I will leave my window ajar

to plead my case, although bizarre

however rare I want one thing

please say it’s something you can bring

it’s lighter than a mere shoe string

harder to find than angel wings

safety, peace, joy, and happiness

divine relief from my distress

not from a pill; that’s not progress

but true freedom from my life’s mess

shit people say to people with anxiety disorders

person: why are you acting so skittish
person: just like, take anti-depressants
person: ptsd? like, what soldiers get?
person: i think i have anxiety too. i totally was worried about that test today.
person: but you're really talkative and friendly!
person: why don't you just...take some xanax or something???
person: oh, i get ocd. i need everything organized all the time.
person: but...you talk???
person: i wish i could skip school
person: stop cutting or i'll tell the school counselor
person: you're so friendly
person: did you take your medicine today or something because you're acting fucking weird.
person: it seems like you have a new compulsion everyday. are you just, like, making it up?
person: trust issues? but you're dating someone!
person: dude. of course i don't hate you. didn't i say this like, an hour ago??
person: i don't know if i can deal with you
person: you're not sick
person: stop [insert compulsion here], you're drawing attention to yourself
person: you're gonna give *me* an anxiety disorder
person: you're afraid of what? that's so idiotic. it's just [insert fear here].
person: a panic attack? like, an asthma attack?
person: but you're not shy!

Introvert =\= Social Anxiety

likeaclassicbitch:

aerloxlehkka:

verhungernde:

fun fact: you don’t cure depression by telling me i have nothing to be sad about

another fun fact: you dont cure anxiety by just getting up and doing whatever it is that makes you anxious

3rd fun fact of your day: you don’t cure an eating disorder by asking people to drop the act and eat normally. 

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