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A Bad Day Interrupted

A bad day, just like so many others lately. No matter how you tried, moments of actual contentment and joy never seemed to last quite long enough to be a mental break from everything. You have been severely depressed for little over a month, but it seems like you finally ran out of tears. Good, you hated making people worry about you.

Looking at the time on your phone, you are disappointed it isn't time to go home. Work isn't bad; the work is easily completed in time and you work with the nicest people you know. However, it is exhausting to consciously keep up the charade of being happy.

You are concerned for yourself. Nothing had happened, you just awoke one day and just been depressed since. On top of that, you are also anxious and self-abusing. Not physically, though the gnawing in your stomach reminds you that you are not eating as much as you probably should.

A lot of the abuse is mental; the thoughts in your head ripping you down to the lowest level of self-deprecation you have ever been. Words are weapons and they are inflicting so much pain.

You look at your phone as it buzzes. A message from your boyfriend/girlfriend/husband/wife/whomever. Upon opening, it is a small video clip of a panda cub sitting on a rock. It sneezes so hard it topples over and you can't help but chuckle, smiling a genuine smile for the first time all day.

They knew you were going through personal issues and were helping you look for a good therapist. Everday, they would find ways to show thier love in addition to texts and saying so. You feel guilty but accepted the extra affection, reciprocating the affection as best as you could.

One day at a time, with the love of your life making sure you make it through.

Because you would and have done the same for them.

I need to get to a dentist soon or I'll just start knocking them out myself!

I'm in so much pain and I just wanna cry! I put high grade numbing medicine on it and it didn't do shit.

To top it all off, it's starting to thump into my head, causing me to develop a headache.

Seriously, it's so bad I hope I go into a coma so I stop feeling the pain.

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You are not dumb. I could have used more words. Basically, a rabble would be me talking about an idea I have or a short blurb of a story in my head. You know, just kinda talking it out.

I like to write. However, my issue is getting stuck on unimportant details. I have parts of a Sukuna fic in my head and in my phone notes, but getting from start to where I inevitably want to be is an issue.

Do you like rabbles?

I'm sorry I'm dumb but what is a rabble 🧍🏽‍♀️

"When you want to take their books away, they're children. When you want them to work, they're adults."

"When you want to take their books away, they're children. When you want them to work, they're adults." -/u/xFurorCelticax/ on /r/LateStageCapitalismhttps://www.reddit.com/r/LateStageCapitalism/comments/194g10g/when_you_want_to_take_their_books_away_theyre/

Does the face need to be an actual face or can I wear a noh mask?

DO NOT DO THIS!!!

If a website has a paywall, like New York Times, DO NOT use the ctrl+A shortcut then the ctrl+c shortcut as fast as you can because then you may accidentally copy the entire article before the paywall comes up. And definitely don't do ctrl+v into the next google doc or whatever you open because then you will accidentally paste the entire article into a google doc or something!!!! I repeat DO NOT do this because it is piracy which is absolutely totally wrong!!!

No problem! You seem like a genuinely nice person and I've been scrolling through your blog for a while now and I like it. We seem to have some things in common and I think you would make a good friend.

😭😭😭 That is so sweet! I'm socially awkward irl, so I tend not to really have many friends. It's easier to be friends online cause I have an easier time articulating my thoughts via text.

I hope no one minds me venting every now and then. This is the only platform my parents don't follow, and I just need a safe place to share how I feel every so often.