I'm So Fucking Sad It Hurts. I Honestly Don't Remember The Last Time I Truly Ever Felt Happy Even As

Sleep: Rambling #6

17th April 2022, 02:23

I never seem to sleep anymore, and when I do sleep, I wake up every hour. I have nightmare after nightmare - they’re usually about my sister. I also seem to hallucinate a lot around the time I’m supposed to sleep/wake up (that’s probably just because I’m sleep deprived, though I would like to not see tarantulas crawling up my wall for once). I’m taking 20mg of Amitriptyline, but it feels like I’m taking sugar pills. They’re supposed to help my Fibromyalgia and help me fall asleep, but I’m still in pain and I’m still wide awake. I wonder what it is like to get good quality sleep. I feel like I would be able to get so much done. I have so many ambitions and dreams, but I can barely get out of bed without collapsing. My body is giving up on me. My brain is giving up on me. Life is giving up on me. I don’t know what to try anymore. If anybody would like to knock me out with a baseball bat, please go ahead.

~ 化け猫 (Bakeneko)

i am exhausted to the point of aggression

When did "Suicide is still an option" become a comforting thought ?

Annoying: Rambling #13

19th April 2022, 00:23

Do you know what is super annoying? The fact that I cannot feel joy for another person. It is so irritating to me. All these people keep telling me about their wonderful days, that they’re excited for something, or that they have accomplished something. Of course, I’m good at feigning interest and happiness, I’ve done that my entire life, but I couldn’t care less about what they’re going through. Don’t get me wrong, I prefer it when they’re happy than sad because when they’re sad they’re more difficult to manipulate, but, god, they are so annoying. I don’t understand how somebody can be happy when their superior feels nothing at all. Like, I’m here, as cold as a damn ice cube (metaphorically, although my feet are pretty cold right now), and they have the audacity to shit out sunshine and rainbows. Screw the ‘but the warmth will melt your ice’ bullshit. No it doesn’t. All the warmth ever does is give me sunburn. I’m repulsed by these middle class snobs. They haven’t worked or suffered a day in their life and it shows. One girl I’m friends with likes to say that she was raised in poverty like me, but she moved away from her poverty house when she was three. We don’t have memories from before we’re five. She just wants to relate to me. Nobody can stand being perfect nowadays. The internet has convinced us that we gain validity through oppression. Be gay. Be trans. Be black. Be a woman. Be disabled. If you’re anything else, you’re a foul, disgusting human being. It’s cool and quirky to be different nowadays, but it undermines everything that the people in the aforementioned categories actually go through. Like, take being transgender for instance. Anybody who says you don’t need gender dysphoria to be transgender should quite literally be castrated and thrown down a well to rot. Yes, I’m saying this on Tumblr, the birthplace of a thousand genders. I’m not a snowflake, and I’m not scared of some retarded social justice warrior (yes, I can use the word retarded, I’m autistic). I was diagnosed with transgenderism about five years ago. Let me say that again. DIAGNOSED. Not identifying with your birth gender is a mental illness. It is debilitating. Don’t get me wrong, I have no idea if I still want to transition, I don’t know if I can deal with the stigma of being transgender because imbeciles like those snowflakes have made my disorder into a laughingstock. Anyway, I digress. It would be nice if I was able to feel somebody else’s happiness. Maybe it would give me happiness for once. I’m tired of feeling only negative emotions. Some days I don’t feel an emotion at all. The numbness overwhelms me sometimes. I worry that those days I might snap and do something I could regret, something that could ruin my life, my future, my prospects. I’ve fantasied about a lot of controversial things: raping somebody, killing somebody, torturing children, setting buildings on fire, kidnapping multiple people, etc. It gives me a rush of adrenaline when I think of these things. I won’t do them, I’m too stubborn and I want to finish my University degree without becoming a serial killer, but if everything goes tits up, they’ll always be something out there for me to do. If only I had a lover who was as fucked up as me to do it with.

~ 化け猫 (Bakeneko)

on winter and longing

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I'm tired of hearing it's gonna be okay.

I just want it to be okay.

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I don’t know how much i can resist anymore,i can feel my life it’s coming to an end.

Zainab Aamir