TheComfortCorner | V.8

[Keir;]

the police pulled them over just five minuets from our house. in a truck that has been reported stolen for weeks now. but he didn't even run the license plate. she had a fake ID that he didn't even bother to check. but he did arrested him. but let him go. even though he had warrants out for his arrest as well as hers. and he knew he was supposed to be on the lookout for them and watching our house to make sure they didn't come here. he knew what they looked like, their names, what the stolen truck looked like. and he just. let them go. i don't even know what to think anymore. they caught them. and let them go. we all just want them to be caught and put away so we don't have to live in fear of what they're going to do anymore. i am so sick of her controlling my life when i haven't even seen or spoke to her in years. i'm so tired of living in fear of her and what she might do to me or my family. i haven't gone one night without nightmares about her in months now. after so many years things were finally getting better these last few, i had finally started going days, weeks, months, without even thinking about her, without nightmares. but now it's back to nightmares every night, and not a day without worrying about what she might do, if she might show up here. she has terrorized me my entire life and has caused so much lasting trauma and i'm sick of it. i don't know how she's outran the law for so many years, it's amazing, honestly. please, just let them finally catch her and lock her up for years, like she deserves.

[the folly of man]

long post ahead, feel free to not read it.
I'm not forcing you to do anything.

oof here's me
again
being sad because my friends are offline
again
pretty much feeling sick cause of it
again

it's just,
every day.
counting down the hours until my friends are home from school, and are able to
come online.
honestly, though. I have 6 siblings I could go and talk to, instead of people I don't
even know in real life.
it's not like I don't love my family or internet friends! I love them all so, so much!
I just have a very hard time getting social interaction.
I hardly ever leave the house.
when I do, it's usually cause of an appointment, which isn't my choice to go to.
I don't live near other people my age.
I've got one grumpy neighbor who I'm pretty sure hates me and my family.
other than that, the other houses are spread out.
sometimes I go to youth group, but not usually.
the church hardly feels like a church anymore.
it's also cause I end up crying most of the time.
it drives me crazy. I feel like I never get to talk to anyone anymore, but when I actually
go out, I get to anxious to even try.
so, the only socialization I know anymore is talking to people I only know over the internet,
and they all have school most of the time.
then there's me, the homeschooled person who has no idea how to socialize in real life,
and would probably actually die if I went to public school.
I have nothing to do until my friends come home from school. when they get back,
I finally have someone to talk to. it lasts for a few hours, but then, oh well, they have
to go to bed so they can go to school the next day.
yeah
I'll just..
keep waiting here
for them to come back...
...
from like 8 PM til 2 AM, then from whenever I wake up til 4-6 PM the next day.
it's not healthy, and I know it.
I don't know how to stop.
I can't just drive out somewhere and talk to strangers.
even if I could,
when I'm faced with someone I don't see often,
I just.. shrink
I can't talk.

it doesn't help that I'll most likely never meet my internet friends.
I just
love them all
so
much

I'm sorry for venting on for such a long time, I really needed this out.
PMs are appreciated. I could probably go on, but I just need someone to talk to.
just a casual chat.
cause
I
just
can't
deal
with
this
anymore.
someone
please
just
talk
to
me

[Faker]

X

[halo]

it doesn't matter.

[belacqua.]

y'all mind if i just

*have a panic attack*


i dont know what to do with myself anymore i dont know who i am
i want to be someone and i cant i cant stop thinking about the past
the last few nights i've had nightmares and none of my family care, i don't tell my friends...don't...want to worry them

i don't feel well
im tryin to hang on

[i<3 wolves678]

i promised myself i wouldn’t do it anymore

i promised myself that once i got to college i would find a better coping mechanism, or, hell, wouldn’t need one at all because of how many people promised me “things would be better”

well things aren’t better
and i’ve done it twice in two days

i’ve hit another low this week
i just keep worrying about everything and everyone
i worry about myself

i just want it to stop

[carmen.]

this is targeted to no one on this site or anyone i know irl just in case someone thinks so


what happened to you? you were such a nice friend back then who didn't care about my short replies, what i said, but now I feel like you're being manipulative
"not a response i wanted but ok" what did you expect?? i cant read your mind and satisfy your every need. i still want to be your friend but jeez,, i feel like our friendship is coming to an end
also the fact that youre probably ignoring me also bugs me. you set yourself offline,, i know you have,, youre probably ranting to some other people about me. ive done nothing wrong. i told you im not good at comforting. i dont know what right thing to say all the time,, why do you expect that from me ?

[connoisseur]

I am open to responses and criticism. PM me or reply via thread.

I feel like this certain topic needs to be more discussed nowadays.
I too have had trouble with knowing myself, or even recognizing who I am. At one point, I had alters in which I would switch to whenever something super stressful happened, like family issues or what I had to deal with in the past. For example, I would subconsciously switch to another ego after my mental breakdown and would find myself having different mannerisms. Sometimes it would last a month, two weeks, a week, or even just a couple of hours. It took me awhile to figure out this was happening until I would check my posts/texts/past interactions and notice that I was behaving differently, or that I didn't remember doing something that somebody told me I did. I started to keep track of these alters, even naming them, but nicknames from myself. I didn't want to think that these alters were different people, just different versions of myself.

Trust me, I am no professional what-so-ever. I'm just sharing my experience that's similar.

Now, I do experience times where things get hard for me, but I try not to label my alters anymore. Instead, I've been trying my best to learn more about myself. I'm more honest about what I like and don't like. For instance... whatever I think first. If I have a flaw, that's me. If I'm good at something, that's me. If there are times that I am nice to people and socialize, or if there's times I'm asocial and stay inside, that's me. I take time to sit down and figure out who I am, or what makes me, me. Even now, I have times where I dissociate and can't focus, and I know that I still have trouble with it. With the social expectations and pressures that everyone is met with, it's hard to recognize who you are, and honestly, it's confusing sometimes between being you, or being someone you want to be.

I really wish I had the means to see a professional about this. I think that speaking to someone who knows more about these issues is a good route here if it persists. Good luck and I hope you feel better!

[cornspurrd.]

i'm not okay.
i wish i could be open
i wish i could spill it all out
it will feel so good..
But.. I'm afriad.

[[⸙] • ノクティス]

Okay okay,, this happened
A while back before school even started,,
But,, I feel used. Took advantage of.
Me and my ex been together for-
5 months. The day we broke up
Was our 5-month anniversary.
Sad right?? Ha..
This has been on my mind ever since..
Was I not good enough?
Was I not the person who she wanted me to be?
She took everything I had.
My happiness,
My trust,
She stole my friends.
I can't bare to see her.
Otherwise, I will breakdown.
That,, or have a panic attack.
I'm left with nothing.
Other then a broken heart.
She was toxic.
Unbearably toxic.