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[ausgdghsag]

im so so anxious
its personal and i dont wanna say why but i havent felt this anxious in awhile. i feel like im going to cry and throw up. ive tried just about everything and it wont go away and this feeling is so awful. im at my very worst. i really really need a hug.

whatever is going on is most likely temporary. this is what you gotta remember.
it usually helps me out when i'm panicking to this point to think it's gonna stop eventually.
also try inhaling to the count of 5, and exhaling to the count of 12-15. i read that somewhere
and it's like a built-in body function that calms you down. works really well for me.
distract yourself.
here's some links, too.
the thoughts room.
the dawn room.
emergency compliment
please take care of yourself!
my inbox is always open and i won't judge anything you have to say.

[DoomyPanda]

*warning* this may be the rambling of an idiot
Consider this a digital hug sent! I know, it's really hard when everything, even the little things, make you feel so intensely. But that's also really beautiful, that those things can make you feel. For most people, something small IS insignificant, even when it's good. The fact that the small things make you feel this way is a rare thing, and it's a really beautiful thing. You just need to find a way to not let the bad affect you as much.

nothing that makes you happy is insignifigant. even if its just a smile from someone or a random compliment, its okay if it makes you happy ! but with the smallest horrible things that seem to trigger your sadness- youre allowed to be sad sometimes, its a normal human emotion (even though it sucks)- when youre feeling bad from the "insignifigant bad things" maybe remember all the little happy things in your life !! cancel out the bad with the good- depending on the situation it may be difficult but i believe youre strong enough to make your way through whatever life hurls at you! hugs u

Sorry this is so late but thank you both so much. This really means a lot to me. :')

[cece.]

my parents force me to go to church and i don't even believe in god
they force their religion down my throat and get upset when i disagree with them.

and the sad thing is they cared more about me not believing in god than me self harming

[{smug lemon}]

my art looks hrorrible and next semester i'm going into art
please no please no please no please no ple
my fish is going to die
i feel like i'm going to throw up now

[anathema]

okay.
this is probably the stupidest thing ever.
i deleted my instagram almost a year ago. it just made me sick when i went on there. it was like a popularity contest to me.
who can get the most likes.
who has the most followers.
who's got the most comments on a photo.
and i'm not referring to the big accounts. i'm talking about people from school.
it all was too difficult. yes, last year i didn't have a lot of friends, and i didn't like to take pictures of myself [no, i'm not going to say selfie. it's the most ridiculous concept ever]. i still don't like it! i only feel comfortable when taking pictures with other people. also, i'm suuuuper self-conscious. everyone tells me i'm pretty [but i didn't think so last year, which only contributed to how uncomfortable i was], and now i'm a lot more confident. i am pretty. i don't care if i sound full of myself.
secondly, i had a huge problem with a group of friends last year. i was outcasted because i was so, so, so, so depressed. they called me a negative... it was awful, and lasted almost 4 months. i became friends with most of them again... but it was so shaky and weird, so i left. this time, it was on them. i found new friends.
it was the main reason i deleted my instagram. i felt so uncomfortable and vulnerable when i had it during all the drama, so i deleted it and that was that. i felt so much better afterward.
so you're probably saying, what's the problem.
you're better.
right?
wrong.
i ran a fan account for tøp last year... it was actually a year old a few days ago, haha. i stopped using it when school started and i had no time to post during the day or at night. sometimes i would stalk people from school [everyone does it. admit it] and it would, like, reopen wounds. i can't describe it any other way... that's it.
so tonight, my friend texted me with a screenshot about something important on instagram concerning one of my ex-crushes [from before i acknowledged my sexuality]. i looked on his account on my laptop and began to look at all of his photos.
then, a picture of him and the girl who tore me to shreds... one of my former best friends. the one who ridiculed my depression and anxiety because she was so insecure like the rest of the old friend group. she moved away in june.
and when i saw the picture, it felt like my heart was torn in two, and those wounds... they were reopened. i saw comments and i felt like i was missing out... like, because i didn't have social media, that i wasn't being included.
but i had to remind myself that they're all not my friends any more, except for me and my ex-crush. but even then, we're not really friends... just a little bit by how i see it.
i'm going to be getting a new phone soon and will probably be getting snapchat (which, imo, seems so much easier to use... no competition). i don't want instagram again, but i feel so useless, like i'm missing out and being forgotten.
sorry this was so long; i needed to get my thoughts out. can someone please pm me about this?

[vitya]

i used to think my face was awful and ugly; and now, with anti depression meds, its like looking at a new me. a prettier me. a me that doesn't have to have a ton of makeup on to slay.

i don't get it. why did i ever think i was ugly?

[watermelon.]

can someone pm me ?

[lucas.]

my art looks hrorrible and next semester i'm going into art
please no please no please no please no ple
my fish is going to die
i feel like i'm going to throw up now

Nobody's art is horrible, don't let yourself down. Everybody has a unique style, which makes it special, not bad! I'm sure you're a great artist, but you just don't see it yourself yet. Take a long look at your art and remind yourself you're good. Don't compare it to anyone else's, since everyone else has a different style than you yourself do. Don't say that someone else's art is better than yours, you're just as good as anyone else can be!

Losing a pet is really hard. I wouldn't say "just forget about it" since sometimes, depending on the situation and how attached to the pet you are, it can be pretty difficult. Just a spend a while with your pet until they finally pass. It'll make you feel better that you were with your pet for a little bit longer.

[Roadhog]

So I'm really scared right now. The thing is my dog is getting old, he's a German Shepherd Chow Chow mix and he's currently very healthy and still acts young even though he's 11 (almost 12). But the thing is that my older brothers keep on talking about what we'll do if he dies or just bringing it up, and it really scares me. He's been there for most of my life, and although right now he's perfectly healthy (except for he has seasonal arthrites and it's hard for him to move when it gets cold) I'm so afraid he's going to die. My brother was talking about how some things like euthenasia and it was really bothering me. I don't want to think about how my dog might die sooner, and I don't want him to, I'm just so scared...I know he's healthy right now but I can't help but worry >_<
Also when my brother was talking about euthenasia and how if Aerek (my dog) get's really sick or is in so much pain when he gets older we'd have to put him down, I kept on thinking about when I watched the documentary "Earthlings" and they showed clips of dogs being euthanized and that scarred me for life, I know it's supposed to end their pain but it still makes my heart break thinking about how the dog doesn't know what's going on :c
I'm just so worried about him now that he's getting older...
I know I'm being immature and I know it's part of life yet I'm still so scared >_<

nononooo its ok <3 I promise!! tell your brother to knock it off about putting depressing topics up, because he shouldn't think about the future, when he has the present to worry about.

My dog, Bailey- she is 12 years and going strong! She is actually my family dog also- but let me tell you a (hopefully short-ish) story!! So, Bailey stopped eating, and was looking bad about 2 years ago. She got really, really sick, bleeding at times ( I won't discuss how, since its a little gross, and I don't want to make anyone sick >.<) . My mom took her to the vet and they told her that she would either have to put her down, or get surgery with only like a 5% chance survival rate, or something really low. My mom chose surgery in hopes to keep her alive. Well, me thinking she was getting put down (my mom planned to surprise me with the 'good' news if they said she lived, sorry if this is confusing hahah) my mom went to the vets, telling us we were getting medicine for my other dog. Well, while getting the medicine- she surprised me with a well and kicking Bailey. What is the total point to this story you ask?? well, it's mainly to show that you should love your pets (or family??) while you have them. Just because your brother is thinking about the future, doesn't mean you have to. Think of the good points of life, and give your dog a good hug, and love him while you at least can, so you are prepared for the future <3 hopefully it makes a little sense, and that this post isn't too sad/odd?

[syl;]

my art looks hrorrible and next semester i'm going into art
please no please no please no please no ple
my fish is going to die
i feel like i'm going to throw up now

I am taking what you said seriously, but I'm 100% sure that your art is better than mine. Everyone's
art is amazingly beautiful. I can guarantee that your art isn't ugly. Everyone has an unique style
of doing their art. And nobodies art is ugly. Nobodies. Don't put yourself down about it, it will all be okay.

And I've been there, I had a fish when I was younger (around 9 years), and I loved my fish so much. It was the only pet my
parents would let me have. He was my favorite thing ever. I would overfeed him just to spend time with him. And then
our family went on vacation for the weekend, came back, and he was dead. It was awful, I swear I cried for hours. But I
eventually got over myself. I missed him very much, but told myself that he was in a better place. (: