The final stage of every OC's creation is having to go through websites like this to name it:
one of the most infuriating things about becoming an adult is when you realize that it actually is 10x easier to solve problems by making a phone call vs literally any other communication method
Reblog to be assigned one random catfish.
Eating slime mold by MaximumMoustache
Why are you never real? Whenever you appear you leave me with that grace, I am trembling with fear. But I know that you will disappear just as I awake, whisper in my ear. Well, I believe somewhere in the past something was between you and I, my dear, and it remains with me to this day. No matter what I do this scar will never fade.
Sleep Token - The Apparition
I used to talk super openly and plainly about my experiences with illness/grief/etc because I thought if anything it would make others feel more comfortable to share their experiences too. Then a couple years ago someone I love started making jokes about me "energy vampire"ing people when I talk about traumatic events in my life. I didn't even realize how hurtful it was at first and when I explained it, they sincerely apologized and stopped, but are now no longer in my life and this feeling just kind of lives in the back of my mind now like maybe that's why I've never been able to keep a lasting friendship/relationship. Because just being around me takes too much energy for people to figure out how to react and I never even realized that it came across like I was just trying to get sympathy or pity or push my problems onto them, so I'm much more selective in what I say now but the whole thing is unbelievably isolating.
Having a traumatic childhood means you cannot talk even objectively about your basic foundational experiences without it being "venting", even if you're not actually venting. You just straight up have a huge chunk of your life you can't talk about, full stop, without it being trauma dumping.
And it not being socially acceptable to talk about your own childhood is super alienating. Sometimes people want to know why, and any answer you can give them is going to be off putting.
It's to the point I get irritated when something I said is framed as venting when I'm literally just talking about my life experiences, doing my best to keep emotion out of it.
gods kingdom rejects the weather loach
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