So, I have a twitch and it happens every once and a while. I’m kind of embarrassed by it and I was twitchy today while looking at my phone, well my mom and grandma decide to make fun of me for it and now I just fell really weird and don’t know what to do
"Ah yes, my leg goes shaky shaky and it's uncomfortable, let's laugh ahahaha v funny"
Sometimes ( Just random add on) I pray for the well being of myself and others, Especially ever since my depression started. I would just pray and ask to not have those filthy mind demons to corrupt me and make me do something I'd regret.
And by the time I look back and proof read this, you can tell I'm rambling.
sorry idk if this was talked about but can we visit this again
what the fuck
It's just their own prayer habits, there's not really much to say.
So, I have a twitch and it happens every once and a while. I’m kind of embarrassed by it and I was twitchy today while looking at my phone, well my mom and grandma decide to make fun of me for it and now I just fell really weird and don’t know what to do
Hm, I'm sorry about that. Lots of people twitch for lots of reasons, and it isn't inherently harmless, usually. It's not something to be ashamed of either. Sometimes it's caused by anxiety or stress, so if you want to try to "not twitch" you could practice breathing techniques or mindfulness.
It's just their own prayer habits, there's not really much to say.
oh i read it like,
100000% wrong
idk anymore lmao
Just because im good at math doesn't mean im some computer engineer.
Hey I'm really not doing good, at all. I don't want advice or anything like that. I'm just lonely and wanted to be able to tell someone that "hey, I'm struggling" without having to lie or put on a brave face. Props to Ella and whoever else came up with the idea for a venting chat. I love you guys, btw. Having randos on the internet to talk to is pretty neat and helpful. We each have complex lives and I love the way they intertwine, even if just through a writing website forum. <3
honestly, yeah, i feel the same way. sometimes i can't even believe that i call some you guys my best friends even though we've known each other for years now, it's crazy.
but hey dude, we're here to hear ya out and im here if you ever need anyone to talk to. i would give advice but im not the best at that kind of thing, and i know you don't know me that well but i can always listen to you if you're having a rough day, im open to chill if you just need an extra buddy to hang out with
Thanks man :)
<3
You know, some times the right thing to tell people is "That's rough buddy." Because you just need to be sad, and let out your frustrations and emotions sometimes.
Update in the school situation:
My mother and I are never on the same page, yesterday I was leaning towards staying and she was leaning towards me going, and today I'm leaning towards going and she's leaning towards me staying. Like why can we not agree on things.
It’s 5 in the morning and we’re having to hide in the basement
there are tornado sirens everywhere
Huh. I forgot how gross it feels to not have enough sleep and be forced to get up
oof lizzie
but ella oh my god are you okay???
aight, now i'm officially ticked. as some of you may know, my apartment got broken into the other day. the police came and looked around and didn't find the guy cause he had already left. the officer asked if he had stolen anything and since my dumbass didn't really look around to check, i said no. i'm regretting that now, but then again i forget easily where i put my stuff so i thought nothing of it.
well, i "wake up" today and grab some stuff around the room because i've decided that i'm going to get back into writing and then i freeze. where the fuck is the necklace my father gave me?
so he fucking stole that and i'm absolutely fucking livid because that is the one thing i had left from him. the one thing he gave me ever.
anyways, he also stole my fucking pill bottles and i only found out yesterday in the night when i went to take them. the reason i didn't notice it was because i have about 6/7+ bottles and he took two of them. he took the prazosin which is used to treat my nightmares (but then again can't have nightmares if you don't sleep) and the duloxetine, my antidepressants. i could care less about the pills being taken but now i don't have the necklace and i swear i'm about to have another mental breakdown. as stupid as it sounds, that necklace held a lot of value for me and not because it was gold or whatever, but because it reminds me that at one point my dad did love me.
now if you'll excuse me, i think imma go cry.
ohnuuu
i'm so sorry atlas
big hugs @ fren
It’s 5 in the morning and we’re having to hide in the basement
there are tornado sirens everywhere
Ah yeah, you're right in tornado alley, aren't you?
thanks dude, it's alright. i bought myself some dollar store toys and i feel a bit better lmfao i sound like such a kid, but it's really not that hard to bring my spirits back up. my emotions fluctuate a lot, later i'll probably be crying again lol but i'm good for now
I've got two tornado-related stories, if that'll make you feel better Nut
Update: the sirens turned off shortly after I made that comment, and I got about an extra hour or so of sleep
Thank goodness nothing happened cause I would never forgive myself if those poor chinchillas got hurt while we were all safely in shelter
Ooof Atlas, I'm sorry you lost something valuable to you. That sucks big time. In the mean time, keep treating yourself with dollar store hauls. You deserve it.
Huh. I forgot how gross it feels to not have enough sleep and be forced to get up
Why were you forced up?
Huh. I forgot how gross it feels to not have enough sleep and be forced to get up
Why were you forced up?
We're going to my grandparents
My mom: Please babysit your sister, it'll only be 3 hours.
My sister, in the span of half an hour: Tries to bite me 3 times, threatens to cut off my hand, calls me fat 4 times, punches me repeatedly in the stomach