The Feminine Urge To Smoke A Cig And Then Just Kms Idc

pretending to be interested in anything but myself is exhausting.

Clarice Lispector, from Selected Crônicas; “Excess and Privation “

I've seen so many times things like:

Think about the people that you'll hurt.

Why tho?

Why do I have to think of someone else?

What about me?

Appetite: Rambling #17

19th April 2022, 14:52

My mum said that I’m getting my appetite back because I ate chocolate after dinner. It was Easter chocolate. Easter chocolate that she had bought for me. What do you want me to do? Just leave it until the due by date has gone by? Chocolate lasts for ages. Plus, what’s wrong with me wanting a little chocolate? I’m definitely more of a savoury person, but it’s nice to have chocolate every now and then. Especially during the Easter season. Also, the thing people forget is that I never lost my appetite. I was always hungry. I just never ate. Food is amazing, but it’s also the bane of my existence. I feel as though my entire life is based around my food. Counting calories. Starving myself. Throwing up. Eating too much. Checking my weight. Reading mean-spo. I just want to be able to eat food without feeling like it is going to ruin my appearance.

~ 化け猫 (Bakeneko)

I’ve never understood how people throw around the word love so easily. They’ll claim to love their whole family, all of their friends, and their significant other. How can you love that many people at once? If push comes to shove, who would you really choose? Who does it come down to?

They’ll claim to love someone after 3 weeks of knowing them, and then fall out of love with someone in an equally short span of time, or be drawn to another just as quickly. How are you even remotely interested in anyone else?

Maybe you have affection for them, and thats what they mean, but love? That binding to the soul? That choiceless, powerful bond where you’d do anything and everything for them? Where you hold them above the lives of everyone else and even your own morality, your own soul? Would you legitimately go through the Gates of Hell for them? Follow them to the ends of the earth? Do “normal” people not feel that way? Thats rare, once or twice in a lifetime.

People must have a much weaker, watered down definition of love than I do. Have most people felt actual love at all? Same with hatred, with despair, with rage. Sometimes I wonder if most modern, non traumatized people have truly felt those things at all. Is modern life too safe for legitimate emotion? Are they lying? Exaggerating? Simply ignorant to the shallow depth of their emotions, inexperienced?

I am chronically emotionally vacant, I am fake, yet sometimes I think I’m the only real person in the world. On the very rare occassion that I do care for someone, I care for them with my entire being. Maybe I am just obsessive. Maybe its not normal to be unable to love more than one person at a time, or to find it so difficult and rare to attach to others.

Sleep: Rambling #6

17th April 2022, 02:23

I never seem to sleep anymore, and when I do sleep, I wake up every hour. I have nightmare after nightmare - they’re usually about my sister. I also seem to hallucinate a lot around the time I’m supposed to sleep/wake up (that’s probably just because I’m sleep deprived, though I would like to not see tarantulas crawling up my wall for once). I’m taking 20mg of Amitriptyline, but it feels like I’m taking sugar pills. They’re supposed to help my Fibromyalgia and help me fall asleep, but I’m still in pain and I’m still wide awake. I wonder what it is like to get good quality sleep. I feel like I would be able to get so much done. I have so many ambitions and dreams, but I can barely get out of bed without collapsing. My body is giving up on me. My brain is giving up on me. Life is giving up on me. I don’t know what to try anymore. If anybody would like to knock me out with a baseball bat, please go ahead.

~ 化け猫 (Bakeneko)