Sage (t1/2)
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He/him - 26 MDNI
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اطلاعاتی وجود ندارد24 ساعت
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Do you want me to send you a paper that explains my illness in detail? Will you even read it?
I dont want to do it in fear some of you who think they might have an illness may read it and make it feed into what they think they have
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I dont know much i need to explain my illness to be understood
I am not trying to rely on it to justify any negative behavior that comes out of me, i am very flawed i understand that and i am self aware of anything that is with me
I am a grown adult and i act like one both here and in real life
To simplify it as much as possible
I can not control my emotions, so i distance myself
Anyone who knows me knows i talk about my condition and explain any distancing that will occur from the start, and that i dont want any help, nor do i need any intervention
Consider it educating the other person because apparently everyone views mental illness as a quirk more than a life debilitating condition
I dont want to have to give this lecture every few months and this is gonna make it the third time
I dont want a relationship, nor sex
I dont want validation or reassurance
I dont want help
I can take care of my own shit and have been my whole life, i basically raised myself
What i want is to be understood
Im not a magic puzzle that needs solving
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I wanted to wear a blue shirt
But like i work in karabala and its that month of the year
And people will make sure to let you know you’re not dressed “appropriately”
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- الرساله ؛ https://t.me/allnewsage/3914 the word "less" reminded me of this song
https://open.spotify.com/track/1LmRAxdZUEM9xc2wNivy1y?si=6TrI2caoQiGegsrfOH0iig
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Look
Look up there
There's something in that cloud
We've all seen it before
A constant vapour of light
Lift up my trousers and kiss my earlobes
Feel the rain tremble through the sky
Won't, won't somebody please bring me that cloud?
And all is but a distant memory when I look up at it
Voices shatter in disbelief that
Anything could ever look so beautiful
