it is a very lonely existence when no one bothers to talk to me anymore
Nothing makes me feel more valid than anonymous strangers on the Internet validating my feelings.
I hate that there's no way to be disabled that people will accept.
If you show joy, or acceptance in your disability, you're not really disabled and no one will take you seriously when you do complain and well it can't be that bad and oh I'm sure you're used to it.
But if you're miserable then you're whiny and annoying and people hate that it's "all you talk about" and its always ugh you're always tired and can we please stop talking about this it's making me depressed and oh I'd kill myself if that happen to me.
If you're happy you have everything figured out and don't need help anyway but if you're miserable you're a whiny bitch that can't just suck it up. There's no winning
(crawls on all fours with blood drenched on me) I have to do arts and crafts
craving the kind of intimacy that requires surgical tools
i don't even think they KNOW they're my fp at this point. ive told them before. so they either forgot or they don't give a fuck.
my biggest s3xual fantasy is to have someone notice my absence and wonder about me lol
FUCK sex let’s plan our double su!cide