Fallingpinkpetals - Trying My Hardest

Listen I'm not really in much of a place to talk about fatphobia since I'm not fat myself but like, it's very weird how people talk about weight gain as a side effect of antipsychotics. I was originally told by psychiatrist that he was hesitant to try olanzapine because "it'll make you fat" as if that was somehow worse than mania and psychosis?

Not saying that there aren't any side effects from antipsychotics worth being scared of, but weight gain isn't one of them. It's ingrained into a lot of people to be scared of the weight gain you might experience from antipsychotics, but mental illness is way scarier than being fat. It's just more proof doctors prefer sick thin people to fat healthy people.

this song has me so unwell

I know SEVERAL afab nonbinary people who, as soon as they came out as nonbinary - immediately began dressing in ridiculous hyper-femme outfits they never would have worn before.  A lot of people see this and say shit like “Theyfab” or say they are only nonbinary for attention.  After all, look how femme they are.

But to me, this makes perfect sense.  When you are forced into the category of “woman” against your will, femininity is a chore.  It’s a job that you have.  As soon as you say no, I’m not a woman, suddenly femininity isn’t your job anymore.  It’s not a requirement.  It’s just a fun hobby you can get into.  Or a little treat sometimes.

I literally cannot overstate how important creative hobbies are when dealing with mental illness. If you can’t draw, there are coloring books. If you can’t write a novel, you can write in short journaling bursts. If you can’t sing in the shower, you can listen to music. Sometimes with mental illness it feels like we have this dark presence inside of us that is bumping around in our brain and organs, causing problems. It helps immensely to let it out.

bipolar is truly the everything illness. right now i just have symptoms. idk of what specifically this time but they’re definitely happening

able bodied people will decide you’re not disabled over *checks notes* the shoes you wear

bipolar is truly the everything illness. right now i just have symptoms. idk of what specifically this time but they’re definitely happening

maybe i’m just projecting but i think there’s an inherent loneliness in living with a severe mental illness that makes you feel permanently estranged from others and long for the kind of connection where you feel completely understood and accepted, all while knowing other people have their own stuff to deal with or are just not equipped to ride out the worst of the illness with you. this leads to downplaying and/or hiding your symptoms as best you can, which takes even more of a psychological toll on you. this leads to not feeling loved as a complete person, and maybe not recognizing that love when it is present, or always fearing the day people have had enough and leave. even more so if this has already happened to you. it’s so exhausting and sad

(Badly) Explained PDs

Cluster A

SzPD: I am so Normal right now :) *feeling Nothing at All, trapped inside the Meat Prison*

StPD: 'Got a little bit too eccentric' disorder

PPD: Constantly checking behind them because the fear of getting backstabbed is just Too Real

Cluster B

BPD: *intense FP-related sobbing* *goes back to watching TV like nothing happened a few seconds later*

NPD: I may not be God but Goddamnit let me have this moment

HPD: Please look at me please talk to me please compliment me please I am so pretty

ASPD: Fuck around and find out

Cluster C

DPD: where are all the people. help. I could go for a Person right about now

AvPD: That one social reject kid that freaks out during a Powerpoint presentation

OCPD: *does a thing* Wait *does the thing again* I am performing this Task so incorrectly right now wtf *does the thing

Other

PDNOS: That moment when not even you know what's wrong but clearly Something is up

Sometimes I feel less like a person and more like a sentient amalgamation of symptoms