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emotionallyslut-ty · 1 month
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Always sleepy
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transwaterbender · 5 months
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Mood
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lotsumy · 11 days
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That’s a mood Gabriela
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thirdeyeblue · 11 months
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The Doctor and Rose 💖
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chronicallyuniconic · 1 month
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It's really hard to cope with all this.
Back when I was first diagnosed, I had so much grief for my past self and my past achievements versus my now uncertain future. Diagnosis ruled my life, it still does. I can't turn this off. At the age of 22, everything I'd achieved, was now pointless.
For the past few years, I've realised how much I've been stuck at that age, because I've been unable to put energy into achievements, into working, into living. The achievements I had, mean nothing without the person attached to them. Although I am a different person, it's not the one I aspired to be, this wasn't what it was supposed to look like, wasting away in isolation.
Now seem to be going through the same again, with epilepsy. Having to learn a new illness allover again. Figuring out what sets it off. Deciding if the symptoms I'm having are part of epilepsy, or is it my past diagnoses, maybe I'm just coming down with something.
Having to learn everything about an illness you thought you knew, but actually didn't, is exhausting, scary, an overload of information you're not even sure applies to you. But because doctors are so frustrating, you're forced to learn about it, noone tells you about living with it.
My GP appointment for the first seizure, was very much:
"you may have epilepsy, don't sleep on your front anymore because you might die, make sure you get at least 8 hours though, as sleep is important for epilepsy, not much i can do for your bitten tongue but take these meds and hopefully you won't have another."
That's it. That's my introduction, description and explanation of epilepsy.
--Imagine if they had listened when I said I was struggling with my sleep, I was literally wetting the bed and they just said I had an overactive bladder. I've been manipulated constantly into lessening the symptoms I have, and now I'm here--
Disappointing, worrying, frustrating, upsetting the people around you, because of the symptoms and diagnoses I deal with, is an extra layer of grief. I have to somehow support them too, when I'm actually terrified and there's nobody to support me through this either. What am I supposed to do?
There are so many limitations in the long list of bullshit I'm simply forced into coping with. Like a headache, you don't decide when it appears, it just does, but now I have to be mindful of ppls feelings aswell, when the seizures are random, unpredictable, out of my control.
I'm sat centred on a see-saw of symptoms, that should I tip too far on either side, I will fall, it will get worse, I am not in control.
People don't have patience, for my time, words, emotion, actions. No patience for me overall. If I complain, I seem to suddenly be "the most miserable person" when all I said was "I'm in pain today" because of a seizure, because I bit my tongue into bits.
I haven't done anything wrong, except have epilepsy.
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This gave me a sense of satisfaction idk why.
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fynn-arcana · 3 months
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Apparently tumblr’s for oversharing so— I’m super depressed right now and I don’t know how to make it better.
I feel so numb. It’s like I’m hollow inside. I just want to go away, but I don’t know where or how or why.
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mobilesuitmidas · 2 months
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Sooo like when does life start lifing cuz i'm 27 and somehow STILL fuckin lost af
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outerbanksofmaybank · 10 months
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This will probably be my last post . I just …. I feel like
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And I just can’t . It’s just not worth it anymore. To those that interacted thank you . It made me happy …. Perhaps I’ll be back again or perhaps I’ll delete this .
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sorchathered · 2 months
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Think I might finally buckle down and finish this deployment homecoming Bob one shot that’s been sitting in my WIPS for a month 😂😂
Or I’ll continue to procrastinate bc my mental health is in the damn tubes this week and I’d rather lay in bed and rot.
Could be either, could be both. Who knows.
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I just want to be part of something
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silentbluetears · 11 months
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It's really weird to be in a decent mindset right now. I have routines and work out and eat right and I don't feel as depressed as I usually do around my birthday. I mean I still feel depressed it's just not as intense. I still want to escape me & my life for a bit but I can't I don't have the money even for a shit motel close to home. I don't want to be 30 I want to just skip this year. I never thought I'd live this long. The worst part is that I'm so lonely I feel so alone all the time everyone around me has their own things going on and I'm basically the same as I always have been. I'm indefinitely single and feeling less loved everyday. My parents are getting older. I never imagined my life would be the way it is and I don't know what to do or even how to feel about it.
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lotsumy · 1 month
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Hello~
It’s been a while and today I’m suffering the depressive effects from the gluten I ate last week
Also I’m having a crush that goes just one way and it kinda hurts…
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1-541deathpls · 2 years
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When it comes to death,
never tell someone how to grieve.
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chronicallyuniconic · 5 months
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Simply so depleted of my being. Exhausted.
Fed up having to repeat information.
Fed up & drained that I'm rarely believed or taken at face value.
Tired of my words constantly being changed to fit another narrative, one that doesn't exist or reflect my reality.
I'm still in pain, the head tension is unmanageable, I either hold my head or nothing. Feels like it's gonna pop. And yet I wait.
I wait on the same people who put me through the above, to continue putting me through it, so I can get answers on my brain.
I can't deal with all the head pressure. It's unrelenting, only severity changes.
"you're just dehydrated" they say as I finish my 2L water. "you're just stressed" they manipulate me into believing. "it isn't that bad" they scream as I cry in the dark but crying only makes my head worse.
Much pain. Much tired. 90% of the year has passed & here I still am, in the same spot. What a pathetic existence.
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notsogray · 2 years
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I haven't had school or work for 4 years and tbh you can tell by my body i've just been doing ✨️absolutely nothing✨️
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