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#I hate overthinking
restingcorpse · 30 days
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In a way it feels cruel that I was born with a brain
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joshlmbrt · 15 days
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quick uh quick question for everyone ;
do you guys mind that i branch out and write for other people rather than just what i was doing?
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sugarcookieh8r · 5 months
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i'm stuck in an 11 hour car ride with him and his parents on the way to thanksgiving dinner, and this morning i saw only fans as his top suggested search in safari.
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there's this instant sinking feeling, from the back of your throat to the bottom of your stomach. you can't speak.
you saw it, and he probably is worried you did. it was only on the screen for a second, maybe she didn't see it. but you did, and you can't hid it. you've retracted.
and ever since then, he's tried to hug you, to get your attention, to give you his hand. he's holding your leg in the car. he never does that.
where is this reassurance from? guilt.
he always says he doesn't like you all over him, that you can be a little too much. but clearly you're not enough.
you're REAL, you've been through so much together, and you're right here. why are you not enough?
maybe you're overreacting, or maybe you're just starving. maybe if he would enjoy just sitting with you or asked you about you day more or touched you more. maybe if you didn't get one hit of his undivided attention and have to survive off of it for the week, maybe if he sustained you a little more. maybe if he wasn't on his phone all the time when he's had the day off and you've worked all day and you just want to be with him. maybe if everytime you looked over at his feed there wasn't a half naked girl every 3rd post.
but maybe you're being selfish, for wanting more.
so just dump your feelings out in a poorly written paragraph and listen to your playlist with Mitski, Lana Del Rey, and Cigarettes After Sex, hating yourself in silence. only 9 more hours to go.
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angelliclamb · 13 days
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my superpower is overthinking.
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harlowsbby · 11 months
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I hate the way I get all up in my head this shit is very annoying 😭😭
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imabee-oralizard · 1 year
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I put on lipstick and mascara but I’ve never warn lipstick to school so now I’m like worried I messed it up or I’m going to
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allaboutbethsblog · 11 months
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I am currently overthinking. I was with some people a couple of minutes ago, and i feel like they were talking shit about me.
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fruixtii · 2 years
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the thing about me is that i’ll be anxious and procrastinate over my problems but when there’s a chance to fix them i ignore them because i don’t want to think about them. That just results in a constant loop of stress and i hate my self for it.
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nubecoton · 3 months
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starting a new job thursday gosh i’m sooo nervous
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dollface-0 · 3 months
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I’m kind of scared. I don’t know what I’m going to do with my degree. I don’t know what I got myself into. It was either this or not going to college at all. Not going to college wasn’t even an option for me. I���m scared of when I have to get a job.
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disguisedmermaid · 3 months
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katstratfordfanclub · 4 months
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december 17, 2023
dear tumbr,
finals are over and i have an abundant amount of time to just get lost in my own mind. i spent the whole day cleaning my bathroom for fuck's sake.
life since the last update has been full of complete ups and downs but i kinda want to focus on my emotional shit right now because thats the thing im struggling the most with.
so ive always been a huge mess emotionally. change is something i struggle with really bad too. my mom stayed home with me until pre-school where it was decided that I needed to go so that my separation anxiety could have a chance to get better. it was hard. going to school continued to be hard for me until the third or fourth grade, long past when it was normal. i would cry when i would get dropped off for the first week or two but the older i got the more ashamed i became of crying. it wasn't normal but i couldn't help it, i would try to stop it but i couldn't. i could only try to hide it to the best of my ability. my emotions were to sensitive according to those around me. being sensitive shouldn't be a bad thing but the word 'sensitive' is frequently used as an insult. i internalized it. i didn't let myself show anything that could be construed as weakness past the fifth grade. it helped. once people stopped seeing a reaction they were less likely to pick on me. this has lasted to nineteen. i have become uncomfortable showing any emotion that is unguarded to others, even those who i desperately want to be able to show how much i love them and that i know want to know when i'm not doing well.
i've taken to experiencing my emotions in private. the dull ache of yearning for connection and the pressing weight of the worlds standards and wanting to be better. i want to be better. better in both in terms to my health, mental and physical, and for those around me. i fear i don't do enough. i don't want to be clingy or rather i don't want to be seen as clingy. i know i'm clingy, i alway have been. but my clingy nature has made me scared that i'm annoying. i don't want to be annoying. i don't want to give anyone a reason to leave.
i'm scared to show sides of myself that are unsavory. especially with clar. the more of myself i show him, the more reasons i give him to leave. at the same time, i want him to know me, in my entirety. its almost like i want him to have all the information before he makes a decision. i truly don't know what keeps him with me. he has done nothing but support me and i've been a complete mess for the past month. i try to pull it together but i don't want to lie. i don't lie to him. that's one vow i've told myself is that i wont lie to him. i don't know why he's with me though, its the one thing i can't wrap my head around. i don't know why he reached out in february about valentines day. i don't know why he reached out in march. i just don't know what is appealing. don't get me wrong, i'm glad he did. i love him. but he could do so much better than me. he could have someone who isn't like this.
anyway, it's christmas time i shouldn't be sad.
i've been crying for two hours now, i cant think straight about what i want to write about.
tldr; i'm insecure and mentally unwell. i hate who i have become.
kat out <3
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notruevampire · 5 months
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Always frustrated when something I love for the literal interpretation of it is reduced to "it's an allegory." No, I literally want to live centuries, think blood is awesome, hate the sun, and want to live in a strong, capable body that will never age or decay and have since I was seven years old.
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maxcatz · 9 months
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i hate people
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kyeomyun · 10 months
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LET ME POST THIS BEFORE I START OVERTHINKING BC OMG- I CAN ALREADY FEEL MYSELF REGRETTING I WROTE WHATEVER THAT WAS-
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