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this post hasn’t left my mind since i’ve first saw it

people jest but this is literally how i worked out i was gaslit for like 15 years of my life

People who “want trauma” are recognizing, on some level, that they were traumatized but in a way that’s not “socially recognized” as trauma. What they really want is for people to see that they’ve been traumatized and be on their side

Hold up

I think it’s also important to talk about mental illness, and how the pain and trauma of being mentally ill as a kid is often diminished because of the lack of outside actors. If you spent your childhood being suicidally depressed because your wee little kiddo brain decided to be a chemical shitshow, it doesn’t matter how much mom and dad loved you, that kinda thing fucks you up. And having people only look at your external surroundings and argue that “nothing bad happened” ignores all the pain you went through internally. So wishing you could have something external you could point to in order to justify that pain and enduring stress – just so people could understand – makes sense. 

This is the same vibe as me “wishing” on and off my entire adult life that I had adhd because then I’d have an excuse for why I’m so lazy etc etc… well guess what… wishes really do come true…

pottersir:

everyone: Harry don’t do something stupid

year 3: [blankly] why would I do something stupid

year 4: /I/ don’t do stupid things. Stupid things are just done… by me

year 5: SOMETHING STUPID!? LIKE WHAT, EXACTLY!???? LIKE WHAT IM DOING RIGHT NOW!?????!?????????????

year 6: [seen at 1:52]

year 7: stupid times call for stupid measures

cicadianrhythm:

adhd-vibes:

overstimulation/sensory overload really is like sorry I can’t hear you over the sound of my shirt tag being itchy and these two strands of hair touching my face and the tv and one of my shoelaces being undone and air touching me and the plane flying overhead and my own thoughts about remembering to buy hummus

i can’t talk i have socks on

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