I’m on vacation and it’s been terrible because my psychotic aunt is staying at my grandmas (where I live) for 3 weeks and so I’ve had to stay on an air mattress at my moms.
I’m still depressed.
Nobody loves me and it’s fully bothering me.
My birthday was garbage because they put down one of the golden ratio dogs that night
It was also garbage because no one cares about me enough to pay attention and surprise me for once in my life. I have to ask very directly for anything that I do on my birthday.
I bleached the bottom half of my hair
My old friends from growing up are being conservative on main (facebook, mostly) and it hurts to read their bigoted bs
And I’m tired and I just want to sleep in my own gd bed.
Anonymous asked: My aunt used to write horoscopes for the newspaper as a part time job. She had a friend in college who a)always read that newspapers horoscope and b)didn't know my aunt wrote it. So whenever the friend had a shitty episode my aunt would make her horoscope as positive as possible to cheer her up. Long story short they recently got married and are both my aunts now.
being touchstarved makes u absolutely buckwild when someone does smth simple like .share a chair with u
like having someone touch your hand with the tips of their fingers shouldn’t feel like So Much it shouldn’t feel like your whole body is going into anaphylactic shock but here we are. here we are.
ok 2 many of u relate
Someone gave me a compliment and reached out and squeezed my hand and I fell in love and couldn’t speak for several minutes
I was just gonna type this in the tags but I have to say this.
Growing up in North America is surreal. Every tiny little blip of physical affection is deemed as sexual interest. Boys aren’t allowed to hug eachother because “that’s gay.” Girls can’t hold hands because “are they going out?” And GOD FORBID a female friend hugs a male friend.
Having lived in the Netherlands, and reading up about shit like this, Canadians and Americans are starving.
I went to Japan for a school trip in 2012. I went to a highschool there. There were boys hugging, lounging on those blue gym floor mats, holding hands, trowing their arms around eachother. I was startled by how shocked I was.
This mentality of “if you’re touching you must have sexual interest in the other person” is so fucking disgusting. Hug your friends. Hold hands with them. Touch their hands when you want to reassure them.
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