#mental health is a bitch :(

[crybabylulu]

I keep telling myself to go back to therapy but the Azula in me is telling me burn the fucking house down and self destruct 🤣

#Azula #i have no personality #princess azula #i love azula #live laugh worship azula #fire lord azula #mental health is a bitch

[offurandfeathers]

Take care of your mental health

That's it. That's the whole post.

#time to whittle #mental health is a bitch

[randomestfandoms-ocs]

Really don’t need a new Angsty As Fuck song for Colton and maybe also Jeremy but here we are

#y’all my #mental health is a bitch #sorry in advance for the upcoming oc angst #richie i promise I’ll try to spare Kirsty this time

[iodos84]

Got myself an el cheapo watercolor palette to use on my art nouveau coloring book. I’m gonna cut these up and put them on envelopes I mail out to friends.

I’ve been on auto-pilot for a long time with depression and everything going on in the world; I never wanted to stop working on art or even writing bc of (insert reason), but shit happens™️ and I am trying to change it.

#mental health is a bitch

[koolkat9]

The Ultimatum

Rating: T

Relationship: England + Wales

Word Count: 1028

Thank you @froggi-mushroom and @maryeve-the-bitch for helping me come up with the cat’s name. 

Arthur had been given an ultimatum: go to therapy or get a pet. He didn’t feel like he needed either, but he had always been a sucker for animals. If getting a pet would get Dylan off his back for a little while, Arthur would be more than happy to get one.

“We’re here,” Dylan cheered as they pulled into the parking lot of Battersea.

Arthur gave an unimpressed look. He may have liked the idea of a pet (and getting Dylan to relax), but he didn’t like the fact he was being forced to do this for his “well-being.” But Arthur’s resistance didn’t seem to affect his brother. The British Isles' stubbornness was just as strong in Dylan as it was in the rest of his siblings, even if Dylan was the last sibling anyone expected to show it. There was no arguing with him when he was like this, so with a sigh, Arthur got out of the car and followed his older brother inside.

As Dylan talked to the receptionist, Arthur’s gaze wandered over to the door leading to the cats. “Dogs or cats?” Dylan asked.

Arthur shrugged. “Whatever you think is best.”

The Welsh man’s smile faltered slightly, but he wrapped an arm around his brother and started leading him towards the dogs. “You like foxes right? Their canines so perhaps a dog would be good for you.” Arthur couldn’t argue with that logic.

But as soon as he entered the room and was greeted by friendly barks and energetic dogs jumping up at the glass to get attention, Arthur felt drained. Though he had always liked dogs and found each one here as cute as the last, the idea of taking one home and all the work and energy he would have to put in to take care of them seemed like too daunting of a task. Dylan, thinking this was just a scheme to get out of the whole pet thing, encouraged Arthur to at least meet a few dogs.

Though meeting the dogs didn’t do anything to convince Arthur that they were the right fit for him, he couldn’t deny he left in a way better mood. Playing and cuddling with the furry balls of energy definitely did wonders. Too bad a dog demanded so much attention.

“Cats then?” Dylan asked, his cheeriness diminishing slightly.

“I guess so…”

Now the cat area was much more to Arthur’s liking. Though some cats meowed for attention as the two brothers passed by, it wasn’t as nearly overbearing as the barking. Many came to greet them at the glass, rubbing against it as if searching for pets. Dylan immediately crouched down, cooing at a small black cat who was actively meowing and pawing at the glass. Arthur smiled ever so slightly at the sight.

While his brother made a new friend, Arthur wandered further down the hall, looking over each cat as he went. As he approached the last few enclosures, he came across a cat laying at the farthest corner of his pen. He looked like a British Shorthair though he was likely a mixed breed, with caramel brown fur. Arthur huffed in amusement at the sight. Looks like he wasn’t the only one not wanting to be here.

“I don’t know if you’d want to see that one,” the woman who had been helping them noted. “He wasn’t the most friendly, to begin with, but he recently lost his brother and seems to dislike people even more now.”

“Him and me both,” Arthur muttered, crouching down to get a better look.

The cat’s ears perked up and twitched at the sound of the humans. He turned his head, an unimpressed look on his face, but as soon as he spotted Arthur, his attitude seemed to change. Hesitantly, he rose from his spot and crept over to the glass. He looked up at Arthur with wide golden eyes. “Well then…” The woman said in awe, “I guess he wants to meet you.”

The woman opened the enclosure, and before she could pick the cat up, he darted over to Arthur. The Brit scooped him up in his arms, the cat clinging to him, paws around his neck rubbing against Arthur’s face.

If anyone noticed how Arthur’s heart melted as the cat cuddled into him, he would say peacetime had made him soft. But the way the small creature clung to him, the knowledge he had been through so much made something stir deep inside Arthur. Comradery. He was certain of it.

“We were worried about him for so long,” the woman went on, “He’s been…He’s been very depressed since his brother’s passing, and that’s not good for cats.”

Arthur’s heart clenched. He pulled the cat closer to him, rubbing his back as he rocked him back and forth. “I’ll take him,” Arthur said without a second thought.

“What?” both the woman and Dylan said in unison.

“I’ll take him,” Arthur said, swallowing the lump in his throat, “Today if I can.”

“Oh of course!” the woman cheered, “I’ll get the paperwork if you’d follow me to the front.”

Throughout the whole process, the cat would not let go of Arthur. When the receptionist tried to take him and put him in a crate, the cat just hissed and dug his claws into Arthur’s shirt. Arthur assured her that he was fine just taking him out like this if that was alright.

“Normally I wouldn’t, but I think this is a special case,” she replied, smiling at the two of them.

Though it was hard to sign the papers with the large ball of fur in his arms, Arthur managed. “What are you going to call him?” Dylan asked as Arthur reached the blank for the name.

“Hmm…” Arthur looked down at the cat in his arms. “Biscuit.” It was a little basic, sure, but his colouring reminded Arthur of biscuits.

“Awww!” Dylan squealed.

After a few minutes of signing, Biscuit was cleared to go home. “Looks like I’m driving again,” Dylan chuckled, scratching Biscuit behind his ears. But Arthur had barely heard him, too lost in the soothing purr of his new baby.

#hetalia #hws #hws england #hws wales #fanfiction #hetalia fanfiction #fluff #toothrotting fluff #mental health is a bitch #but animals help a bit #at least that's my experience #minor hurt/comfort #i guess

[jkwearebothgay]

Today is going to be better than yesterday.. I’m not going to let my brain tell me otherwise. I’m shouting it with my whole chest and heart.

#I will not create fake stories in my head. #I am worthy of love even if I don’t believe it. #I am a good person who was just hurt too many times. #and now that person is gone and I have to pick up the pieces and create myself whole again so I can receive the love I’ve always deserved #cptsd problems #cptsd #trauma #narcissistic abuse #mental health is a bitch

[parva-noctua]

Okay, so being horny all the time, ghosting people and (un)consciously looking for a fight actually was a sign. Obviously. Fuck you, mental health.

#to my dearest ones here: I'm sorry #bye. for now #personal #like: very #mental health is a bitch #exhausted by oneself

[shippingfangirl013]

You know… even when you’re at your lowest, your dog is still going to be there to love you. (And so will your cat, or your horse… or your bird/reptile/rodent, whatever companion animal you may have)

They just know how to be there when you’re falling apart.

I’ve been having a really hard time lately, because this time of year is kind of consumed by grief for me. I’ve lost more people and animals between the months of January-April than I think should be possible, and Gavin, my best friend of 15 years, will have been gone for a year this month. It’s honestly at a point where I’ve been borderline suicidal, (to be clear I do not plan to leave this world nor have I attempted it in or plan to attempt it) but the thoughts just refuse to go away, and it’s been this way since I was 14… and I just get so tired of my own head making so much trouble, when it seems like other people don’t have this as a problem. . .

I ended up sobbing on the couch in my living room earlier today, because everything in my life feels like it’s falling apart. I graduated college and learned that I don’t even know myself, I’m 8 hours away from one of my best friends after 4 years of living together and 4 hours away from my other best friend that I lived with for 2 years…

I’m 22 and I feel like I have no time to get my shit together. It feels like I have a ticking timer for a bomb just rapidly tapping out the time I have left, as if once it goes off I’ll end up dead from the gallows.

I didn’t get into vet school and it’s been my dream since I was six years old, and to be honest, some days (okay; most days ) as of lately, I’ve just felt like giving up on that dream. It feels like nothing will ever get better and the ‘end goal’ for staying alive just always seems to merely get bumped up another few years. First it was 17, then it was 22, and now it’s 26.

It’s like walking around with this soul sucking pit right behind you, day after day, even though you do your best to ignore it.

(And god, I know that there are people far worse off than me, and I know that if I were in a position to, I would try and do my damndest to help them out. Because I’ve been there too… but I suppose this is my way of helping, just writing down what I’m dealing with because it might help someone else that needs to hear this.)

But I just wanted you all to know that in the middle of sobbing for thirty minutes, my dogs climbed up on the couch and started licking me, trying to get me to play with them. And when Bandit realized that I didn’t want to move, he shoved my phone out of my hand with his nose, and he laid down on my lap and chest to get me to try and ground myself… and he took a nap while I cried petting him.

And I just thought to myself, you know, I would really miss this… and I started bawling again, because that might have been one of the first genuinely positive thoughts I’ve had in over six months.

I really don’t know what humans did to deserve dogs and cats, but I’m really glad that companion animals exist because things may not be perfect, but at least my dogs and cats and horses (and chickens) still love me enough to have me around.

Honestly, I seriously, normally will not post this sort of thing, but just in case anyone else is struggling, you’re not alone 💛 (and I know if you’re struggling and reading this, you might be sick of hearing that… but coming from someone else who is absolutely going through it… We’re gonna be okay. Even if it sucks right now, even if you don’t want to be here, eventually we’ll be better… baby steps 💕)

And sometimes one positive thing can make it suck less… it won’t fix it, and everything may still be shitty, but it might suck less and your pet still loves you no matter what.

#I don’t know what to tag this #mental health #mental health is a bitch #tw sui ideation #tw depression #tw depression vent #@ my moots I promise I’m okay or at least getting there #personal #Kayla.texts #as much as I may want to delete this later I know someone else will need to see it so this is staying put #I guess this is kind of a journal entry? idek #if you’ve read to the end of the tags #thank you #and I hope this can help someone else

[macallisters]

mental health sucks, im just gonna go to sleep.

#mental health is a bitch

[greenfiredragonfly]

My brain keeps shouting at me: "what are you even here for if you're not needed?" I'm so tired of this. Just shut uuuuuuuppp. T_T Stop telling me I'm unnecessary and unimportant and just in the way. God.

...how do I find a place where I feel wanted? Where I feel safe? Is it possible? Is it even possible? Please tell me that it's possible please please

#personal #mental health is a bitch #maybe ill just go to sleep about it. turn my brain off. #im so tired #id call my mom and beg her for reassurance like she does with me but im not her and i refuse to be #...eventually she's going to get used to me not living with her anymore....and then no one will need me. no one. #fuck #im so scared of ending up alone #it's so terrifying #im scared

[ofwitchesxwolves]

Hey guys! Long time no see. I am so so sorry for those of you guys waiting on responses. I promise I will get back to them. It’s just taking awhile for me to get my motivation back and to decompress from the huge semester I just went through. I will get you your responses too. Thank you so much for your patience. I love you all 💙

#ooc post #roleplay #college life #I am still here I promise #mental health is a bitch

[disasociatehaze]

here's to the tumblr void, may it's eldritch hive monstrosity help say "fuck off" to the bs that is my shit mental health.

#void daddy tumblr #mental health is a bitch #screaming into the tumblr void

[ccorinthian]

fuck you ageism fuck you life ending at 30 fuck you makeup industry forcing us to feel bad about a natural process fuck you hustle culture fuck you instagram fuck you youtube fuck you glorification and deification of youth fuck you who make people feel bad for not having "achieved anything" in their 20s fuck you people who peaked in high school and try to drag everybody down by insisting it's all downhill after 19

#im not dedicating hours and days and weeks of my 20s of hard work on my mental health to cope w shit i went through #for some bitches on websites to tell me ill shrivel up and die when i hit 30 unless my life is perfect by then #youre not dragging me down to that mindset and i wont let your doom and gloom about turning older make me feel like shit !! #some of us have to rebuild ourselves from ground up and that shit takes time and thats FINE and if you think otherwise fuck off honestly #ageism is such a disgustingly overlooked aspect thats so ingrained in our culture and you need to recognise it #or you'll just feel worse and worse about yourself with every passing day bc guess what baby you cant go back!! #SICK of the negativity surrounding age on this website get yourself the fuck together honestly

[spikyrosechild]

tha biggest lie i ever told myself was tht i was gonna work on ma mental health this year...☠️tht shiet aint happenin lmaoooo

#like why did i do that #i hate myself #lmao fuck #mental health is a bitch #fck it #lmao

[iodos84]

Not I, nor anyone else can travel that road for you.

You must travel it by yourself.

It is not far. It is within reach.

Perhaps you have been on it since you were born, and did not know.

Perhaps it is everywhere - on water and land.

-Walt Whitman

#walt whitman #black and white photography #iphoneography #mental health is a bitch

[perfectlyhappypumpkin]

More and more I’m beginning to question the existence of the kinda love I thought existed.

Maybe there’s a reason you only see it in the movies. Maybe it just really doesn’t exist.

So many people wanna appear happy online in front of all their peers, but I wonder how many of them are as happy as they pretend to be. I know my fair share of one’s who aren’t.

I wanna be for real happy. I don’t wanna be fake. But I don’t know if that’s even real.

#personal #I’m a little fucked up right now #and I’m just tired #mentally #I wanna give up in the worst way #sometimes I wonder what is gunna set it off when I finally lose it #mental health is a bitch #and I’m fighting it hard #but tonight it’s winning #and tumblrs where all the break downs go #because it’s not like I’ve got people to talk to #I like to have my breakdowns in private anyway #don’t need to worry anyone #but it’s gotta go somewhere so 🤷🏻‍♀️ #sorry I’m high. I’ll shut up 🤐