me: *finishes task*
me: dopamine please
brain: *releases dopamine*
me: thank you
brain: youre welcome
Me: I’m gonna set a personal deadline
Me to me: She’s a huge pushover do whatever you want
bf: babe come over
me: i can’t, i’m having an existential crisis
bf: my parents aren’t home
me: are any of us really, truly….home?
anyone: *expresses any level of love or care for me*
me: um yea i’m not really into that. like i support that lifestyle i just don’t want it being shoved in my face all the time you know
me: *gets ignored once*
me: 🤔 you know what i could do to stop this from happening? Isolate Myself And Never Speak To Anyone Again
me: *gets scared that i’m wasting my life*
me: i’m gonna deal with this feeling by taking a long nap in the middle of the day
me to the demon in the corner of my room: ain’t u got shit to do
Demon to me: I could ask you the same thing
ever notice that the mean voice in ur head that insults u is awful confident for something thats literally never done anything in its life except be mean to you… like… one of us is pathetic and its not me buddy… get a hobby… yikes
self care is roasting the mean voice in your head
