When we are supportive, we feel stable. When we are generous, we feel wealthy. When we are compassionate, we feel able to deal with our difficult emotions. When we are motivated beyond ourself, everything suddenly feels possible and like we can achieve our goals.

I've been writing a lot of cool stuff lately but idrk what to do with it, I don't really have anyone that cares about what I write.

How do you get therapy if you can't afford it but lowk need it to get yourself unstuck

Pinning this again due to my ongoing situation of which I'd prefer to not overshare. Please don't feel pressured to give anything, but it is necessary to swallow my pride and ask gently at this time. ko-fi.com/airendal

CAN I PLEASE GRT ONE SINGLE DONATION TODAY IM ATRUGGLING MY PHYSICAL HEALTH IS DECLINING MY MENTAL HEALTH IS DECLINING I'M ABOUT TO LOSE EVERYTHING

I just want to see her again, what's the point if I can't see her again, I didn't even have the time to say good bye

How much do I have to let go of in this life? why do I not get to have anything? Why is everything I love taken from me? I just want to see my cat again I could do it if it was just her.

People talk a lot about shadow work but then when I go do it my shadow is just a massive baby that wants encouragement and doesn't understand why people hurt her. Anyone else experience this?

It is my sincere wish for everyone to find moments of peace where you feel able to meet yourself with tenderness and care, to forgive yourself for all your pain.

Does anyone fuck with people w/o any sense of identity whatsoever?

I'm in need of a fake identity, or "mask" as people usually call them, can someone help me?

I want you to be happy, I want you to be safe

Alternatively I get instant karma for my self-doubt and cruelty towards myself (I fell my tailbone on the ice).

I was given views I was not ready for, the seed was planted too young and it's been sprouting uncontrollably since. Now the only way forth is to tend to the tree, give it proper soil, and to purge all the branches constraining me. I know where I must go, but I lack the guidance to succeed.

I want you to be happy, I want you to be safe

There is no one around me who shares my views and priorities in life. As such I feel desolate, I don't know what to do. The only me that is liked is the addicted, broken me, as such I feel trapped, I don't know what to do.

I am addicted to learning. I have lost my sense of self. I have nothing to give anyone but my virtue. I continue to flow away, lost in cascading rivers of influences. People seek for me, but they find no one. Only when the attention is on you can I keep the illusion alive.

ive been kind of ok for a couple of weeks, but these feelings don't last forever. the future, my future, is very bleak. i don't really think there's anything I can do to get out of this mess that the worst people in the world have put me and the rest of us in. please share & donate.

Anyways I am a dork

To an extent I feel like I gotta start being so bluntly honest about myself when interacting with people that most are likely to end up seeing me as entirely out of reach, but this is also the only method through which one can be reached to begin with.

no job for me I guess, oh well, I tried

Everyone just thinks my name is Ada, mby I should just start going by that😭

She said she'll call back tomorrow if I get 2nd interview

>watch YT video "how to be charismatic even if u r quiet" >I already do all the advice >realize it already works >I'm popular Waddahell ._.

Work interview soon, my first one ever at the ripe age of 26 and a half, yay.

I think we're well past the point with like seeing "the world is ending" or "capitalism is destroying life" posts. We all know how bad the problem is. I really want the narrative to shift to "this is how i'm helping myself" or "this is what we can do for each other" Don't let the doom overwhelm you

Either way I've been doing really well lately, I have great community that I feel motivated to contribute to and I just feel such a strong drive and love towards life. Which is why it's so scary that it might all just be taken away from me just cause one person decided to fuck me over big time.

The specter of mental illness haunting me is far more scary than living it ever was.

Shame is one of the most harmful emotions in the world, whatever you do you must move on from your shame, I've seen too many people ruin their lives and the lives of the people they hold dearest just over shame. Stop torturing yourself and develop some self-respect, please.

Unfollowed everyone I didn't instantly recognize, if that included you I'm sorry but it really did have to be instant or it would've never happened

Can someone fix my bluesky for me so that I can actually use it to see what people I like are saying???

where am i supposed to live when i have nowhere to go

The only upwards trend in my life atm is "it's over" particles

I just really can not do it

I feel so dumb thinking I could have friends in the city when the only friend I needed was there all along but now I will never get to see her again

In the entirety of the world, I am alone and will remain as such until I die.

I miss her so badly

This will probably be my final year, don't expect me around for the next.

I'm just not okay with life anymore

My ear hurts so bad I think I'd be okay with letting it be amputated

The pain is just unimaginable

Nothing will ever make me cry harder than looking out the window of a plane I wasn't supposed to be alone on. How embarrassing...

Honestly, more humiliated by the "take off your shoes" during "you dont need to take off your shoes" day than the TSA signature groping session

Who tf am I supposed to even be

Looking for a goonslave to clean my hard drives

Today I turn 56982 tides old, what a life wow.

She REALLY hates gay people

Are, want, and will— In its nature she won't see. Her eyes comb its cycles, Divulging in its secrets. Unwisened and rash, She hurries across its pages. Naive and folksy, She hears many tale. She seeks its master now, Unknowing in how near. She tends to many graves, Least not her own.

Why does it feel like people are disinsentivized from giving a shit if you're doing well all the time?

For my friends, I celebrate—loudly. For my friends, I love—greatly. For my friends, Have their way. Homebound— Found—coffers; Empty. What they find— I lose. For my friends— I am strong.