when someone asks what's wrong but i can't form a response because i can't just say "it's just the way my brain is"
how ‘mental health advocates’ look at me when i tell them my disorder makes me unable to care about other people’s feelings.
I was intellectually gifted but emotionally neglected, so I learned to rely solely on logic because that’s the only part of me that was ever encouraged. Eventually, my own emotions felt foreign and the next thing I know I’m a diagnosed antisocial. Sometimes I wonder… if I had been made to feel safe enough to feel, would I have stood a chance at a normal life?
Ignoring the call of mania should be considered a full time job because it is SO hard to willingly choose to sit in depression instead of doing whatever wild and risky thing my "manic brain" says will solve all my issues
*trying to get help with something*
"weak, worthless, useless bitch"
*splits on myself*
The first touch felt like a cure,
chaos faded, the world seemed obscure.
Sorrow hushed, anger dissolved,
in a pool of blood, a flower evolved.
i want to be popular on here for being mentally sick please make me popular
"how are you feeling today?" gives me war flashbacks.