Do you ever just get incredibly sick of yourself? What a miserable fucking day
Do you ever just get incredibly sick of yourself? What a miserable fucking day
1-eleventy times per day every day
Ughhhhhhhh
I could tell you all the things my brain tells me— but like 1. You’ve probably heard yourself say them all already and 2. If you haven’t I don’t want to give your inner critic any new lines…
I can't stand myself today, I hate it.
This sucks, man
Right? Like, I don't know what to do. I've showered, I've eaten, I've drank water, I've done things I'd been putting off, I played with the cats, I took my meds. And yet the skull bacon keeps screaming.
You ever just want it lay face down on the floor and never get up again
Evergreen mood!
Blagh, that's the worst. You end up wanting to kick your ownv brain--"I've done all the things that are supposed to make you work right! Would you fucking DO THAT?!"
MP3 version here:http://www.illdoctrine.com/littlehatersong.mp3Topher asked me to describe my Little Hater, and Derek asked me to discuss beatboxing. But the...
www.youtube.comEvery damned day.
All day (except when I was watching the cricket) I've been trying to do things and my brain has been all, "But I don't want to do things. I want to not do things."
I've been writing all day. I've done 10k words. And yet, my brain is urging me to continue. I could probably do with a break, dearest brain!
#Writer #WritingCommunity #NaNoWriMo
i genuinely just don't know what to do with myself anymore since losing my job. i've only gotten rejections on applications. i played a few games i had backlogged and burned out. i have Game Dev things i could be doing but can't find the motivation to do them. every day now i just wake up and sit /1
It was a joke. I don’t believe that actually works that way, but I do know the majority of the rules.
It’s what I’ve dedicated my entire life too. I know you don’t know me, but it’s what I do all day every day.
I’ve convinced my brain to do
nothing all weekend since I’ll have a 4 day weekend next week. Yet I feel
like I’ve played myself.
I mean where do I start Moulton I've been saying things to you all day if you've been reading them
I know what you mean, I’ve forgotten what it feels like when things just work as they should and we’re not outraged at the government all day, every day.
All right, I’ve heard it enough times to say I fucking hate that cover of “Fast Cars.” It is one of the least necessary things I’ve ever heard.
You have absolutely no idea who I am, what I've done, the circles I've been, and what I've seen.
"Do your part," bitch please. I live this every day of my life. You think about it every four years. Get a grip.
Sometimes my mom calls me and tells me all of the ways my father abused her that day and I've spent years learning to cope with it but sometimes I just don't fucking know what to do
Oh my yes.
I've shouted this before, but I'll spare all y'all the all caps and just say it: you do not want what I've got. It's a relatively mild #longCovid - I can get out of bed and do things around the house every day, and my brain isn't foggy - but the limitations beyond that are staggering.
I just want to have a normal day so bad and I’ve done everything I know to do to soothe my brain into what I know I need to do today. That’s all I can do. My best.
Keeping people out of that is literally what I do all day. Believe me. I KNOW. You don't have to tell me.
I also know what it looks like when people like the 1/6ers have control of that apparatus. I've seen that too.
You and me both. I just scroll retail pages of things I want to buy all day and then I don't do anything with the information I've gathered.
okay I've been having this exact problem?? I can't remember all the to-do things but writing down the to-do things is like I DID them and I have this ridiculous fight with my brain
(also, this is why I can't/don't outline because my brain's like "okay we wrote it! :)"
I’m so fucking stressed right now. Like, if I didn’t have the cats I’d probably commit myself bc I’ve been having some daaaark thoughts.
It’s just so overwhelming and I don’t know what to do bc I just think things are gonna get worse.
I’m thankful for the wild ride to get here. It’s been insane and I stand by my statement that, like Penny Lane herself, “I’ve done twice the things I say I’ve done.” Don’t believe me? That’s ok. I know all the places I’ve seen & the people I have been to be right here, right now…& that’s enough.
I’ve had to do that just on my own little websites because the number of attacks coming from certain locations was CONSTANT.
I don’t like it, but I can’t be sitting around blocking things all day every day.
I've felt absolutely terrible all day. Just realized two hours into disassociating with a documentary on that I don't remember the last time I took my meds. Like, I think about it every day, but I've been so scattered all week that I just haven't. I'm nailing this functional human being nonsense. 👍
to the good people of bluesky i know i’ve been yapping all day but i need extremely carnal things done to me
I know what you mean, I’ve found myself modifying the way I do things like deodorant or putting on a shirt etc
i feel i’ve been here once before
i felt like such a fucking bore
who would listen to my shit
all day long, all of it
it’s been so long, i forgot
tfw she cares a lot
and listens to the things you say
if you want the whole damn day
life becomes much better then
you’ve got yourself a girlfriend
Best corned beef I've ever eaten. It WILL rock.
You do your best every day, and you're very critical of yourself. I wish you could see you the way I see you. 💜