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You ever stand there and watch everything fall apart and just think “ah yes, time to return to my roots” and restart an obsession from 10 years ago or are you normal
It’s the start of a very long week and I’m so tired already…..I wanna be little and colour all day and hold my plushies close!! I’m sick and tired of being a big girl all week. Its so much easier and nicer to turn off my brain put on cartoons as I wear soft pastel pjs as I feel all my stress and anxiety melt away.
being in little space feels so much better than dealing with it all! I absolutely love my stuffies since they are all so soft and squishy and they are the best listeners! Stuffies > people
.-hi, second fic. Sorry it came out late, was busy yesterday. Hope you follow for more, maybe like? Read on!-
Shigaraki just came back from a long day at work. He had an increase of hero’s in an area, and it was driving him crazy. They were getting closer and closer to the villain hideout, but moving was still underway. ‘I have a lot of work to do…’ Shigaraki thought sadly.
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The League was actually worried about Shigaraki. He was working a lot more than usual, and his working hours tuned into working days really fast. He rarely ever came out of that room. The only time he did come out was to pee, get food, or get more energy drinks. Finally, the lov decided it was time for someone to check on him. “So, who’s going to check on Shigaraki?” Misty man asked. “I’ll do it, I guess.” Dabi replied.
Dabi walked up the stairs to Shigaraki’s room. The door was closed, and he could hear mumbling inside. He knocked. “Hello?” A raspy voice asked as he opened the door. “What are you doing here, Dabi?” As Dabi explained that the league was worried about him, Shigaraki became less and less engaged with his work, until Dabi convinced him to come down for the day. They spent the rest of the night talking and coming up with plans; Together.
I have decided to do a Shigaraki is stressed fic next. I just feel like that’s something he would be. Will come out later today.
you can call me an phone on silent mode because i get shaky when given too much attention
You know sometimes it’s not fair that an child age 7 and up have to do chores and have responsibly. I’m 16 year old girl living with my mother that I don’t think accepts me for what I am anymore. When im home alone while my mother is out going to work, she always brings her work home with her. And if I can’t do an damn thing right she’s all bitchy about it. I know she has work and does bills and stuff but doesn’t mean you put the blame on others. She hates her job, shes tired all the time, she complains that she has to do everything right. She can’t expect people to do things her way, she can’t always want me do everything for her. Sometimes I wish I wish i was never born… Maybe she would be happy without me in her life… I’m sick and tired of being stressed but shes my mom and i can’t do an damn thing anymore. I don’t care if I’m an slop, careless, lazy girl but do others I know care no. They actually accepted me for who I am. And it’s not fair for an mother to not see that who’s say you an woman and be respectful for that, stop putting your hair up. With her attitudes also sometimes I would just kill myself. No i don’t do self harm. But it’s just the pressure she puts on me hurts and isn’t an patient woman. My sister thought mom should get layed with someone. I just don’t know anymore and she hurts me countless times with her words and doesn’t understand anything. I just feel like tiring my heart out and sqeeze it until it pops.
“fuck it, we ball” is doing wonders for my assignment related anxiety rn
Today was the first day of tech week for my school play. I was very stressed and have also been dealing with some physical and mental health problems. I was feeling sort of lightheaded and mentioned to my friend that I hadn't eaten earlier because I've been feeling weird about eating today. I kept feeling worse and my friend handed me two oreos which I stared at for a few minutes until I was needed onstage. I felt pretty bad after performing my scene and getting backstage again, and my friend noticed I hadn't eaten the oreos and I had offered one to another person. They proceeded to hand me the oreo and make me eat it while watching me. It was kind, but also pretty embarrassing...
This is amazing and so funny
the urge to cut is so strong but my parents are always coming into my room after I've been up there for like 10 minutes since I gave them a letter explaining everything. I'm such a hypocrite but still
Who else is crying about the ACT because they haven't studied?
I wish humans could vibrate when we're really stressed to relieve pressure. Like, you know when you're feeling really anxious and you really want to scream but you can't because you're in a public place and the inability to express your stress makes or remove yourself from the situation causes more stress? All of this could be solved if we could shake ourselves so hard that we forgot what was making us anxious for a precious thirty seconds.
09.11.23
За 4 месяца я поняла, что я не справлюсь морально и физически со всем. Я уже 4 месяца нахожусь в рабочем режиме и не могу нормально отдохнуть, мне не хватает всего лишь одного дня отдыха, ибо я его и так трачу на то, чтобы сделать дела для университета.
Я так вымоталась, что сейчас не хочу вообще ничего, вернее хочу, но только это желание заключается в том, чтобы уснуть и не проснуться. За меня переживает мой парень и моя мама, но я так устала от вечных моих провальных попыток что-то исправить или хоть какой-то борьбы. Я просто хочу уйти в небытие и больше ничего не чувствовать.
Мне летом как-то снился мой умерший отец, он звал меня с собой. Говорят, если снится мертвый человек, то лучше не идти с ним, так как ты либо в ближайшее время умрешь или умрешь во сне. Во мне с недавних пор появилось желание пойти с папой, если честно.
Мне страшно и мерзко от того, что творится в мире, я боюсь препятствий у себя на пути, потому что не чувствую сил внутри себя, которые помогли бы преодолеть всё это, я хочу либо убежать куда подальше либо вообще перестать существовать. И с каждым днем второе отзывается во мне всё больше.
Вообще не знаю, почему сюда пишу, как бы я ни старалась блогер на Тамблере из меня хреновый будем откровенными, может буду закидывать свои мысли и состояние сюда, потому что боюсь делиться всем этим с близкими людьми, они за меня переживают и что самое ужасное не могут ничем помочь, как с состоянием, так и с делами, которые ворохом окружили меня.
Я записалась на первый прием к психиатру на 7 ноября, но запись отменилась, так как специалист не вышел с больничного, а на оставшийся год записей к ней нет. У меня случился срыв жесткий, ибо предупредили об этом поздно и я ждала 2 недели, чтобы к нему попасть.
Вчера произвела попытку номер 2 на запись, но уже к другому психиатру в другой клинике, записали меня на 24 ноября на 17:50 и я не знаю смогу ли я дожить до времени своей записи. Меня поставили в резерв и в случае чего меня могут перенести на пораньше, но я уже особо как-то и не надеюсь если честно.
I feel so stressed and worn out. By the time I'm ready to do the things I love, I'm too exhausted.
I just want one day where I don't have to cater to another. In a way, I occasionally feel like a less abused Cinderella.
I just need more time for me.
Simon Elroy needs to go to a rage room. Let him get his anger and frustrations out because he is so stressed and that’s not healthy. He’s so stressed like he needs to let all that frustration out
Anxiety and ADHD hand in hand, making you feel like a bee being shaken in a jar. Constantly vibrating, being thrown this way and that. Knowing what my objective is, but can't get it done. Heart racing with the unknown and yet can't calm down even when laying still. Suffocating in the jar but still trying to move to get to my honey.
Guyys im litteraly so stress right now i have 14 chapters to revise for my exams tomorrow and i am just half way there and there is just a couple of hours left if i do not sleep . Half the chapters i revised i just read lightly that all. I wish i didn't procrastinate so much please pray for me. If i don't get good grades on this i might miss my change of going to my dream school . I am litteraly crying in frustration
I'm so freaked out man
please don't lose
Oil please win
Actually dying of stress