What's Bothering You?

Heard my grandma say that I'm a Democrat because I didn't go walk up to the priest to get the holy bread. Yeah, maybe I would have if there were proper social distancing.

My family out here saying Democrats and left-winged people are radical when tbh it's the opposite LMAO
 
Oh noooo. Which top coat do you use? D:

I use the OPI top coat as a base coat also cause I don't have an actual base coat.

The cottonball messes up the polish on the hand I'm using also cause it's fuzzy and sticks to all polish and the acetone gets sticky too.
 
I use the OPI top coat as a base coat also cause I don't have an actual base coat.

The cottonball messes up the polish on the hand I'm using also cause it's fuzzy and sticks to all polish and the acetone gets sticky too.
Well, if you get the chance I recommend INM Out the Door or Seche Vite for top coat.
 
you don’t get to ask me about sympathy. i’m well aware of the condition that my mother is in without you constantly gossiping about it. i’m well aware that her health is in shambles. i’m well aware that she’s obese. i’m well aware that literally no doctor has managed to properly diagnose her and that every medication that she is prescribed is just a guess. nothing is certain.

you don’t get to ask me about sympathy. i lay with that woman every goddamn day as if it’s the last time i’ll ever see her. as far as i know, she is dying and she very well could be dead by morning. that’s the scary thing about being left undiagnosed - it’s not the pain or the inconvenience, it’s the uncertain fog that your existence becomes. i spend every waking minute of my life terrified that she’s going to die. i don’t know what peace feels like; i am always on edge and terrified of what might or might not happen. don’t ask me until sympathy until you see what happens when everybody has gone to bed.

while you all get a good night’s sleep, i’m stuck in my room having panic attacks. it was so bad last night and literally none of you know and i can’t be bothered to tell you because you’re so uneducated about mental health, you don’t even know what a panic attack is. i’m downing up to 20 pills a night just to go to sleep - they make me nauseous and they make me tremble and i hate how they make me feel most nights but they knock me out and so, i take it, because anything feels better than this.

i feel like a raccoon clawing through the grocery bags in search for those damn pills; i feel ridiculous and so, so desperate for them that my throat tightens and my stomach turns at the thought of having to go a night without them. when you ask me “why are you taking so many?” i tell you it’s because i need to sleep. and i do. i need to sleep because when i’m unconscious, i’m not anxious about my mother dying or my cat dying or about the entirety of my existence that makes me so f***ing anxious. when i’m asleep, i’m free and so no, i do not care if i’m sleeping all day. that’s the only escape i have.

i’m tired of having panic attacks. i’ve worked myself up so much that i’ve been taken to hospital twice because i genuinely thought i was dying. and in those moments, i was afraid. but now? i honestly wish i had. so no, you don’t get to ask me about sympathy when i’ve been making myself sick day and night with fear.
 
you don’t get to ask me about sympathy. i’m well aware of the condition that my mother is in without you constantly gossiping about it. i’m well aware that her health is in shambles. i’m well aware that she’s obese. i’m well aware that literally no doctor has managed to properly diagnose her and that every medication that she is prescribed is just a guess. nothing is certain.

you don’t get to ask me about sympathy. i lay with that woman every goddamn day as if it’s the last time i’ll ever see her. as far as i know, she is dying and she very well could be dead by morning. that’s the scary thing about being left undiagnosed - it’s not the pain or the inconvenience, it’s the uncertain fog that your existence becomes. i spend every waking minute of my life terrified that she’s going to die. i don’t know what peace feels like; i am always on edge and terrified of what might or might not happen. don’t ask me until sympathy until you see what happens when everybody has gone to bed.

while you all get a good night’s sleep, i’m stuck in my room having panic attacks. it was so bad last night and literally none of you know and i can’t be bothered to tell you because you’re so uneducated about mental health, you don’t even know what a panic attack is. i’m downing up to 20 pills a night just to go to sleep - they make me nauseous and they make me tremble and i hate how they make me feel most nights but they knock me out and so, i take it, because anything feels better than this.

i feel like a raccoon clawing through the grocery bags in search for those damn pills; i feel ridiculous and so, so desperate for them that my throat tightens and my stomach turns at the thought of having to go a night without them. when you ask me “why are you taking so many?” i tell you it’s because i need to sleep. and i do. i need to sleep because when i’m unconscious, i’m not anxious about my mother dying or my cat dying or about the entirety of my existence that makes me so f***ing anxious. when i’m asleep, i’m free and so no, i do not care if i’m sleeping all day. that’s the only escape i have.

i’m tired of having panic attacks. i’ve worked myself up so much that i’ve been taken to hospital twice because i genuinely thought i was dying. and in those moments, i was afraid. but now? i honestly wish i had. so no, you don’t get to ask me about sympathy when i’ve been making myself sick day and night with fear.

Hey there, Xara. I’m not sure if it’s my place here to say anything, but I will say I’m sorry you’re going through this. Not knowing when a family member might pass is really, really stressful and I can relate with my mom having had cancer for most of this year. Being anxious and afraid definitely isn’t any fun, so I hope that both you and your mom make it through this. Sending well wishes and prayers your way. 💚
 
Hey there, Xara. I’m not sure if it’s my place here to say anything, but I will say I’m sorry you’re going through this. Not knowing when a family member might pass is really, really stressful and I can relate with my mom having had cancer for most of this year. Being anxious and afraid definitely isn’t any fun, so I hope that both you and your mom make it through this. Sending well wishes and prayers your way. 💚

thank you riley, this means a lot🧡
 
you don’t get to ask me about sympathy. i’m well aware of the condition that my mother is in without you constantly gossiping about it. i’m well aware that her health is in shambles. i’m well aware that she’s obese. i’m well aware that literally no doctor has managed to properly diagnose her and that every medication that she is prescribed is just a guess. nothing is certain.

you don’t get to ask me about sympathy. i lay with that woman every goddamn day as if it’s the last time i’ll ever see her. as far as i know, she is dying and she very well could be dead by morning. that’s the scary thing about being left undiagnosed - it’s not the pain or the inconvenience, it’s the uncertain fog that your existence becomes. i spend every waking minute of my life terrified that she’s going to die. i don’t know what peace feels like; i am always on edge and terrified of what might or might not happen. don’t ask me until sympathy until you see what happens when everybody has gone to bed.

while you all get a good night’s sleep, i’m stuck in my room having panic attacks. it was so bad last night and literally none of you know and i can’t be bothered to tell you because you’re so uneducated about mental health, you don’t even know what a panic attack is. i’m downing up to 20 pills a night just to go to sleep - they make me nauseous and they make me tremble and i hate how they make me feel most nights but they knock me out and so, i take it, because anything feels better than this.

i feel like a raccoon clawing through the grocery bags in search for those damn pills; i feel ridiculous and so, so desperate for them that my throat tightens and my stomach turns at the thought of having to go a night without them. when you ask me “why are you taking so many?” i tell you it’s because i need to sleep. and i do. i need to sleep because when i’m unconscious, i’m not anxious about my mother dying or my cat dying or about the entirety of my existence that makes me so f***ing anxious. when i’m asleep, i’m free and so no, i do not care if i’m sleeping all day. that’s the only escape i have.

i’m tired of having panic attacks. i’ve worked myself up so much that i’ve been taken to hospital twice because i genuinely thought i was dying. and in those moments, i was afraid. but now? i honestly wish i had. so no, you don’t get to ask me about sympathy when i’ve been making myself sick day and night with fear.

Hey :) I wish you didn't have to go through this. I know saying things like "I'm sorry for this" and such don't really help the situation, but I genuinely am sorry for what's going on in your life. My father was undiagnosed and I know the feeling of being scared for somebodies life, if that helps any to know you're not alone. In all seriousness, if you need somebody to talk to, I'm here. Please don't feel bad to contact somebody if you need to vent. Sending love and prayers your way <3
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On a different note, since choir was canceled (due to covid) I'm stuck with PE! I'm not athletic at all. This year was a mess, is a mess, and feels like will always be a mess.
 
Hey :) I wish you didn't have to go through this. I know saying things like "I'm sorry for this" and such don't really help the situation, but I genuinely am sorry for what's going on in your life. My father was undiagnosed and I know the feeling of being scared for somebodies life, if that helps any to know you're not alone. In all seriousness, if you need somebody to talk to, I'm here. Please don't feel bad to contact somebody if you need to vent. Sending love and prayers your way <3

thank you, you’re very kind and it means a lot <3
 
Some people.

Also parents who desperately wants their kid to get like, ASD's diagnosed and then proceed on don't give a **** about it anyway and think function like all others.
 
Having to fix the coffee machine before the first coffee of the day is a near impossible task. :coffee: 🧟‍♂️
Damnnnnnn good luck!

Also wow gg USPS hiding fire delays on like a tiny page somewhere... you know it could be good to inform people properly 😒
 
Discord is really annoying like stop kicking me out of stuff lol... I really need a new phone
 
Pretty sure we had one pack left of microwave popcorn... Apparently not but yeah I'll not go down buy at this hour.
 
I can’t tell if I’m sick or my throat is just irritated by the fact that my state is on fire right now. Either way my throat hurts and I’ve been coughing things up.
 
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I can’t tell if I’m sick or my throat is just irritated by the fact that my state is on fire right now. Either way my throat hurts and I’ve been coughing things up.

Oh no. I hope you feel better soon, friend. That definitely doesn’t sound like fun. I was coughing a bit the other day, but it definitely wasn’t this bad. Maybe some water might help? Not sure 🤔
 
A couple days ago my boyfriend was having a smoke outside at night and some neighbour guy who lives 3 houses down came over and was like "yo we got cops sniffing around can we store stuff in your house". Obviously my boyfriend said absolutely not. So then the guy asked to put it in the backyard and my boyfriend had to tell them to leave us alone and we are not interested in that kind of stuff.

I wanted to move off this dirty street so bad but then the landlord came and told me I had to resign the 1 year rental lease deal or get out so I signed it. Moving right now would be too much but now we're stuck in this bad neighbourhood for another year.
 
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