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when the oversleeping starts again, canceling plans, ignoring messages, pushing people away, and not having energy to do anything.

que difícil es soltar a alguien que verdaderamente querias…

The memory loss from deep depression and trauma is not talked about enough

Looks like all the recently datamined Venthyr cosmetics are likely CN-exclusive. This includes multiple mounts, a pet, decor, transmog, and even a new mage water elemental customisation in Classic.

@cupagu Y soy los tres en cada multiverso

Por cada pavo real hay un pavo simbólico y un pavo imaginario.

como último plan fingiré mejorar mentalmente y después morir de una sobredosis de pastillas

Necesito un abrazo, pero un abrazo tuyo y eso está difícil.

Memory loss from deep depression and trauma doesn’t get talked about enough. People think it’s just sadness or being stuck in your head, but it goes way deeper than that. You forget conversations, names, whole chunks of your life—not because you didn’t care, but because you were in survival mode. When you’re overwhelmed and just trying to get through each day, your brain isn’t focused on making memories, it’s focused on keeping you going. And nobody really acknowledges that part. Healing isn’t just about emotions—it’s about piecing yourself back together, including parts of you that you don’t even remember losing.

“𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘰𝘴𝘵 𝘥𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘴 𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘮 𝘰𝘧 𝘣𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘥𝘯𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘪𝘴 𝘣𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘦𝘷𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘱𝘦𝘤𝘵𝘪𝘷𝘦 𝘪𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘰𝘯𝘭𝘺 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘭𝘪𝘵𝘺.” — 𝘍𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘥𝘳𝘪𝘤𝘩 𝘕𝘪𝘦𝘵𝘻𝘴𝘤𝘩𝘦

wanted to be so many things and i ended up being nothing

Dostoyevsky: «Me aferro a la esperanza, incluso en la oscuridad.» Kafka: «Veo oscuridad, incluso en la esperanza.»

A veces siento que no te estoy superando, solo estoy aprendiendo a vivir sin hablarte, sin verte, sin saber de ti. Pero el sentimiento sigue ahí, escondido en lo que no digo.

Como escribió Charles Bukowski en «Pulp»: «No era mi día. Ni mi semana, ni mi mes, ni mi año. Ni mi vida. ¡Maldita sea!»

𝘐 𝘴𝘶𝘳𝘷𝘪𝘷𝘦𝘥 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘯𝘢𝘬𝘦𝘴, 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘢 𝘣𝘶𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘧𝘭𝘺 𝘬𝘪𝘭𝘭𝘦𝘥 𝘮𝘦.

4 meses de este año y nada ha salido como quería… pero aquí seguimos

"The true horror of existence is not the fear of death, but the fear of life. It is the fear of waking up each day to face the same struggles, the same disappointments, the same pain. It is the fear that nothing will ever change, that you are trapped in a cycle of suffering that you cannot escape. And in that fear, there is a desperation, a longing for something, anything, to break the monotony, to bring meaning to the endless repetition of days."

Me after telling everyone I'm okay Cuz wtf are they gonna do if I'm not

qué difícil es fingir que no te afecta

mi último acto de amor fue no insistir más