one thing i love about college is that everyone is so exhausted that nobody judges anyone for sleeping anywhere like
just rest your eyes
we’re all in this together
you are safe here
it will be ok
This is by far the cutest college post I have ever seen
"Yes, but that’s still a minority! If more women played video games, there would be more reason to have female protagonists!"
Today I went to a ‘catch-up’ at my high school (organised by the school). I felt kind of uncomfortable at the start (which is understandable). Students and some teachers were gathered in the staff room, everyone talking and mingling. There were plates of food and soft drinks here and there. There were the girls (a bit more than half there) who I hardly or didn’t speak to at all during school . I had a moment when it occurred to me that this was pure socialising. I didn’t want to feel like I have in the past in these school environments. No, no, no I have done my suffering.
And I didn’t! My anxiety had eased, my mind was quieter. I enjoyed talking to people and not wanting to get out of the situation as soon as possible or being too caught up with the thoughts in my head. Eventually my friend, her group and I (they’re my friends as well but I wasn’t fully part of their group- I had my own ‘group’ which was never really strong) sat together around a mini cactus (it was the decoration on the table). After, all of us but one walked around the school for a bit to see what had changed. It was around 7:10 pm and pretty dark at this time. Then us girls walked to the town, eventually deciding on going to the fish and chips place for dinner. I enjoyed chatting about stuff, not having illogical, repeating thoughts in my head that I was going mad and/or a sick feeling in my upper stomach/diaphram area. I felt normal. It was great. Then my friend’s dad came to drop her and also three of us home.
I could talk properly, and easily haha. Often I like, forget how to talk. Plus I didn’t feel like I was ‘putting up a front’ despite and often due to, how shitty I would be feeling inside.
This is why i hate talking to people when im uncomfortable, and in this case, to someone sitting next to me in my psych lecture. I unintentionally say something that can be considered racist and didn’t really have anything to do with what the person said before. I feel like digging a hole and burying myself in it ughhhh.