TheComfortCorner | V.9

[Sullivan Maurus]

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[Guest]

I share a lot of bad stuff so I guess I should share great things too! My dog is an old lady and over a month ago she stopped coming upstairs, but today completely out of nowhere she decided to come upstairs TWICE. Apparently the supplements i've been giving her worked and she is feeling better!
She used to sleep with me since she was 2 months old so when she stopped coming upstairs I was devastated thinking she wouldn't sleep with me again until we moved to another home so this is such a wonderful gift. She will still be allowed to choose where she wants to sleep, but i'm glad she is able to come up whenever she wants to ♡

[alleyway]

I don't think I've ever been this aware of how depressed I actually am.

also why can't I just cry anymore? I want to break down and sob but nothing comes out.

[67Phlox]

Spent most of the day avoiding actually sketching like I promised
Yhh.. yeah, I am insecure about the way I draw things >.>
Nothing new, but I SHOULD TRY to improve somehow, right?!

Also.. still iffy about opening up, making meaningful connections and such
what am I so afraid of anyway? agsd

sorry, sorry, sorry; overthinking again

[Guest]

I'm REALLY stressed. Not only do we have 8 pets admitted today, 2 of them are newborn kittens. I'm not ready to deal with all that. The kittens alone require so much care, there are things to do EVERY HOUR. I don't know how i'll take care of them and other 6 patients at once.

[screamingrainfrog]

I want to take my brain out and beat it with a stick


I'm trying to go through my feelings, write them down and sort them out but whenever I try do that my brain is like oh why don't we panic about this
A little elevated heart rate ya know
A little pain in the chest ya know
Make you want to scream and throw yourself into the void ya know
My brain slapping the roof of me, " this bad boy can hold so much anxiety in it" "this bad boy will break down IMMEDIATELY if any stress is place upon him whatsoever"
I literally had to take an anxiety pill so this doesn't turn into a breakdown. Tying to therapy myself and it's not working, it's doing the opposite. I can't keep my feelings in a I can't let them out. I want to beat my brain with a stick. Slushy time, no more brain.

[iHolli]

{it's so quiet.}
{I miss them. I miss my boys. I miss our soft boy. I miss my stinky boy.}
{It never gets easier. But this is so hard. That was my heart rat... He understood me. Even when I was miles from home he knew when I was upset. He was always there when I needed cheering up. He never wanted anything more than to be in my arms boggling away and being told how stinky he was.}
{I need comfort more now than ever, and my comfort baby isn't here anymore. Everything hurts. I know I did the right thing for him, for both of them, but it hurts. it hurts.}
{It's so quiet...}

.Holli.

[pandaa]

im scared. really scared.

i’ve been hiding so much about myself cause i’ve been scared i won’t be accepted or they’ll think i’m crazy and i’ve felt really bad lately and i’ve been sleeping a lot. i’m so scared. oh god.

i really just need a hug. i’ll be okay.

[IdiotAlligator]

Super frustrated, a bit sad, and a bit angry if I'm being honest.
There is this volunteer club on campus. I joined it to meet like-minded people and help others out. I've tried connecting with some of the members, but they only talk to their friends. They are all such great friends that share similar interests and reject anyone who differs from them. They constantly brush over me, don't include me, skip over my contributions or worse make fun of them. I hate it. I never fit in anywhere. Even when I make a lot of effort to reach out and talk about how I feel. It always feels like they are desperately trying to escape me whenever I make conversation. The only person that makes an attempt to be nice to me is the president, but is so obviously out of a sense of duty it hurts. I know I'm not being creepy or awkward because I get along fine with other people, but any time I try to join a community I get rejected. I'm tired of being invisible. I'm still going to show up for the service events, but I hate being there.

Edit:
Tonight they passed the microphone around to say any closing/final words. We were going counter-clockwise in a circle. When it was supposed to be my turn the person holding the microphone literally skipped over me. Like?? What? They did it in front of everyone. I said "Hey! Ya missed me haha" but she just kept going. No one said anything.
I always feel like I am acting there. Have to pretend to be happy because talking to them doesn't change anything.

[Moth Monarch]

So apparently I have DID and I somehow never realized that "hey maybe all of these pretty obvious symptoms aren't just normal little things that everyone deals with-"
And even though I've been diagnosed by my therapist I still get that random anxiety of "wElL wHaT iF yOu'Re JuSt FaKiNg It-" which is the absolute worst

Hopefully tomorrow I'm not as dissociated cause today was r o u g h in that regard-

Any potential advice is welcome if possible