TheComfortCorner | V.9

[bantry bay]

i can't do this?? i can't do this i can't do this i hate this stupid stupid stupid disease
i wish it would just stop!! i want the world to stop spinning for one second,
for the sounds to stop being so loud and punching through my ears,
for bright lights to stop being knives in my eyes!!
there isn't a pause button and i don't know if i can do this
the state of the world is a stone in my chest and i just
want everything
to stop.
just for a moment!!

[vi‎ ‎]

[cribunni]

there's a good in goodbye, i just have to believe in it...

[Rye_]

im so sorry if i bother anyone, please don't feel obligated to read.
today has been one of the worst days over the past few years and I really needed to get it out before my mind drifts too far off. i was forced to come out today. it wasn't my choice. i had no control over it. it hurts me so so much that i could not take the time to do it on my own, i wasn't ready. my dad was talking at dinner about a very bad topic and he was being very very homophobic, so i spoke out on it. this lead him to say "if any of my children come out as gay or whatever, i would consider my life a disappointment." this hurt me very deeply and i began to tear up, since i identify as bisexual. i was crying silently, trying to stop myself, because i didn't want to give myself away. he started yelling at me and asked why i was crying, so i asked if i could go eat outside, to which he said no to. i left anyway, but he was screaming at me the entire way out. i broke down outside, like, convulsing sobs, because i was considered an utter failure in my fathers eyes, it hurt.my step mum and my sister figured it out and they asked me about it, which caused me to hurt so much more, even though they were supportive of it. i had no control over my own coming out story.
i wasn't planning on coming out till college, when i had more control over my life. now my dad hates me and im not allowed to go to his house anymore.
does anyone have any advice on what to do ? im pretty shaken and my mind isn't in the right place.

Nooe. You don’t bother anyone. The best advice I can give is screw him. At least that’s my mind set. As a lesbian with some v e r y conservative family, that’s the mindset I adopted. If they are really upset/angry that I want to be happy with a nice lady, then they aren’t worth my time to worry about. I apologize if that doesn’t make sense, it’s a bit awkward to put into words. Basically, if they don’t strive purely for your happiness, screw them and what they think. Make yourself happy by ignoring his hate and ignorance. So long as you’re safe, and it sounds like your mom can help you with that.
Feel free to ask me any more questions or anything! I answer all PMs, and that goes to anyone else who needs it

[venti]

Nothing so the same anymore. Nothing. This world hates me. Why do I even bother? Songs that I sing about sadness are actually based about me. You never know that, huh?

[Rye_]

I’m avoiding my problems by immersing myself in the world of other people’s problems. It’s a bit selfish, but if anyone wants to talk about their difficulties I’ll lend an ear and give my two cents. Or if you’re sad I can enthrall you in discussion about any Happy things you like
Just PM me

[xXFoxfaceToastXx]

Maybe i'm more peeved about it than I should be but I'm absolutely seething someone stole ALL of the corn i've been growing in my little community garden plot. Like it's one thing to take a little if one needs it but I had nearly a dozen, which were all accounted for yesterday according to my roommate but done vanished today. Like I worked hard for that up til this point from little seeds and someone comes by to profit off other's work without paying a cent.. ugh.

[Guest]

drained; tired; sad, alone.

[Spearow]

Ah I've been working way too much. I'm trying to focus on myself today but I'm anxious and my mind is too busy. I rented a few movies and bought snacks, I can sleep in if I want but sleeping feels like a waste of time. Makes no sense right? I want rest but don't want to rest. ^^, I have a lot of things on my mind and want to talk about it but at the same time that just sounds stressful too.

[deathbell]

Realizing it’s been over a year and I still think about it frequently and vividly as if it was just a few days ago. It kind of makes it seem like it’s getting worse. It probably is. I feel so incredibly helpless and I genuinely don’t have any idea how I’d ever manage to fix this, when it’s still affecting me this way this amount of time afterwards, and in combination with things people are doing that just make me feel worse about it.