currently 6:50 am and for some reason i cant fall asleep. been trying for the past 2 and half hours to no avail. im really tired but just got on my phone to watch something to hopefully fall asleep faster (i know blue light makes u more awake but watching videos usually makes me doze off). please brain shut down its sleep time
i’ve been out of the house for majority of the time since thursday and I’m exhausted as hell 🛏 i want to just lie in bed and sleep but i can’t i have so many things to do aaa
I hate how whenever a friend doesn’t reply to me for more than a week I think they secretly hate me. The fear of abandonment has been so ingrained into me that I have to fight the urge to ask “are you mad at me?”
Every time an event is held on this site and I see there are Mario Kart rounds, I have the strongest urge to play. I haven’t played since the Mario Kart Wii era, and casually with Mario Kart 8 many years ago. It brings back memories of battling, which I wasn’t half bad at. It makes me feel nostalgic about the clan wars I used to participate in as a member of the Battle Masters. That game was basically my childhood, and I can’t help but want to go back some days and play that game. It’s just that I don’t want to at the same time because of the negative memories I have attached to that game. I don’t think any of the people that were in my Mario Kart friend group are in contact with each other. I drifted apart from the one person I was closest to in that group. We were friends since I was 10 years old — he was 9. We met online on YouTube of all places, but we drifted apart as we both got older just because we are two very different people. I guess that’s how friendships work sometimes, especially when they start young. What I don’t regret though is that the memories happened. He was my only friend basically when I was being bullied relentlessly in school.
i literally just had the most disturbing experience at target. there was this guy who kept racially profiling everyone in the store and kept saying that he was going to shoot the store up. luckily the cops came right after my mom and i left, hopefully they imprison him because he’s exactly the type of person to come back and do what he threatened to do.
Nothing feels real anymore. It feels like I’m just forced to exist and put in a script, and with how I try to fix myself and not break down it feels like even my feelings are artificial and I kid myself to feign some sense of progress. I just eat to stay alive, and I don’t even feel like I ate when I finished a meal. All my senses are dull. It’s all the same. I miss the guy who was lying to me about his indentity. He was the only person I think I ever felt connected to in that way. I don’t feel connected to anything anymore. I have what some people would call “terrible thoughts” (I’m numb to my thoughts like that st this point) but those are the most honest I am to myself. Not sharing them here because pg forum with strangers
Bro, why am I so dumb sometimes. I wasn't paying attention because I was so tired, and I took my morning pill instead of my night one. LMAO. Well, the side effects aren't that good, but I waited an hour to take my night medicine so I can finally get some rest. I'm keeping some water with me as well just to stay safe.
I also bumped my knee on the edge of my bed and it still hurts, lol.
I need to go to the post office but I cannot go until Wednesday.
Also, I wish I didn’t feel emotions so intensely. If someone raises their voice just a little, I’ll think they’re yelling.
It’s not that bad, but if someone for example says something in a condescending way, I feel it.
Even if they aren’t yelling. I feel the sadness. I feel guilty for feeling as upset as I do sometimes.
I know I shouldn’t apologize for my feelings. Thankfully I don’t feel extreme sadness all that often.
I was just holding back tears this morning from something dumb.
The person wasn’t even yelling or being mean. It’s just the way they said it.
It sounded extremely condescending. That’s just the way people are sometimes, though.
The feeling passed rather quickly, but it was a dumb reason in the first place.
The electricity was mistakenly cut off. They had the wrong address again. I now have to sit in the kitchen because my room is too hot.
Also the appt. for my ingrown nail was cancelled. That podiatrist only visits the clinic once a week, so I now have to wait until next week and hope that they don’t cancel again. It’s either that or look for other podiatrists that accept my type of Medi-Cal in other counties. Nevermind the fact those counties are at least 2 hours away from me.