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Yet another reminder that faking is a conscious choice that you make.
It is not something you can do accidentally, regards of what you're talking about.
You can't accidentally fake depression, or anxiety, or bipolar disorder, or schizophrenia, or any other mental illness.
You can't accidentally fake Borderline Personality Disorder, Histrionic Personality Disorder, personality disorders.
You can't accidentally fake ADHD, autism, Tourette's Syndrome, auditory processing disorder, aphasia or any other neurodivergence
You can't accidentally fake being trans or ace-spec or aro-spec or any other LGBTQIA+ identity.
You can't accidentally fake chronic illnesses like CFS, fibromyalgia or any chronic illness.
You also can't accidentally fake being good/intelligent at something. You didn't fool your peers into reaching your position.
You can't accidentally fake trauma, PTSD/cPTSD, DID/OSDD/DDNOS or any other trauma-based disorder.
Tldr:
Faking is a conscious choice.
You cannot do it by accident.
If you are worried that you are faking, that in itself is proof that you are not.
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What state do you live in?
constant stress
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Summer 2019. 
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Kailua-Kona, Hawaii ~  kerryjeannephoto
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Imagine if you were a rich housewife suspicious that your husband was cheating on you and you hired a private investigator to follow him and the PI came back with a ream of polaroids of himself railing your husband. Wouldn't that be fucked up
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actually, growing up is feeling like i turned sixteen two days ago. i’ve been eighteen for years. fifteen year olds seem so young. wasn’t i fifteen just a few weeks ago? all my friends and i are still twelve. i’m closer to thirty then to being a baby. i never got to be a kid. i never grew past eight. i can’t talk to my mom. i want to sit in her lap forever. the week is going by so slow. an entire year has passed. i want to decide everything for myself. i need someone to tell me exactly what to do.
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you fucked up
idk what you’re referring to but probably
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https://www.instagram.com/p/CO_WeZUHKWz/?utm_medium=copy_link
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being mentally ill does not mean having bad days 100% of the time. some days will be bad, and some will be good, and some will be in between or beyond. that doesn’t mean you aren’t mentally ill or don’t deserve treatment!
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Me after trying all my healthy coping skills
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