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    Which dance was performed in this infamous clip from the movie Pulp Fiction?

    Hint: it’s an old dance craze from the 60’s #MajorDepressiveDisorder #Anxiety #ComplexPosttraumaticStressDisorder #EatingDisorders #TraumaticBrainInjury #MightyTogether #LGBTQIA #KetamineTreatment

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    Hi, my name is totallynotdepressed. I'm here because I feel alone when I'm not. I feel like I have no home. I have no job and no one will hire me and I waited to long to start looking and now I'm completely broke and have no way to afford anything I need. Where I'm living has mice and rats and they eat my clothes. I have a boyfriend and a girlfriend we're all together but I'm worried I'm not enough because my sex drive is gone and they're both really happy to have each other but I feel like a third wheel. I know I'm not but I've been isolating myself because I feel lonely and not as wanted but it's making me feel worse and I can't talk to my mom about my problems anymore because she just always worries about me. I'm not suicidal I just don't want to be here. I want to be 12 again where all I worried about was the clothes I'd wear outside when I played with my siblings. Nothing feels like how it's supposed to and I feel like I can't talk to anyone because I'm gonna make them sad or worried about me and I don't want to be a narcissist. My doctor just keeps shoving antipsychotics and mood stabilizers down my throat, and they don't work, he's been doing this for two years now. The one thing he managed to do right was give me actual anxiety meds for my severe panic attacks. I have tics, have had them all my life but it's been worse the last three years. When I'm panicking everything shakes in me and I can't control my body and I am so sick and I know I need the hospital (I don't) but people won't take me because it's just a panic attacks. They can last upwards of one to two hours sometimes. So he gave me Clonazepam which worked for awhile but my body grew used to it and now to make anything work I have to take three instead of my one. Which means I have to pick and choose how much I'm dying on the inside that day before I can take them. And then I have friends and people with terrible anxiety like me and they don't have the resources I do so I try to help them which takes away even more of my monthly supply. And then on them I cant drink which is like one of the few things that I've been enjoying other than my boyfriend in life. I feel very small and like I'm not the main character in my brain but I should be at least somewhat of a main character to myself right? I think I'm broken. I'm a bad partner, I'm bad at comforting anyone even though I always need it. I'm an apathetic asshole and all of my friends and family are tired of me and I can't tell anyone how much I am drowning but I am.

    #MightyTogether #Anxiety #Depression #BipolarDisorder #PTSD #EatingDisorder

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    I'm new here!

    Hi, my name is totallynotdepressed. I'm here because I feel alone when I'm not. I feel like I have no home. I have no job and no one will hire me and I waited to long to start looking and now I'm completely broke and have no way to afford anything I need. Where I'm living has mice and rats and they eat my clothes. I have a boyfriend and a girlfriend we're all together but I'm worried I'm not enough because my sex drive is gone and they're both really happy to have each other but I feel like a third wheel. I know I'm not but I've been isolating myself because I feel lonely and not as wanted but it's making me feel worse and I can't talk to my mom about my problems anymore because she just always worries about me. I'm not suicidal I just don't want to be here. I want to be 12 again where all I worried about was the clothes I'd wear outside when I played with my siblings. Nothing feels like how it's supposed to and I feel like I can't talk to anyone because I'm gonna make them sad or worried about me and I don't want to be a narcissist. My doctor just keeps shoving antipsychotics and mood stabilizers down my throat, and they don't work, he's been doing this for two years now. The one thing he managed to do right was give me actual anxiety meds for my severe panic attacks. I have tics, have had them all my life but it's been worse the last three years. When I'm panicking everything shakes in me and I can't control my body and I am so sick and I know I need the hospital (I don't) but people won't take me because it's just a panic attacks. They can last upwards of one to two hours sometimes. So he gave me Clonazepam which worked for awhile but my body grew used to it and now to make anything work I have to take three instead of my one. Which means I have to pick and choose how much I'm dying on the inside that day before I can take them. And then I have friends and people with terrible anxiety like me and they don't have the resources I do so I try to help them which takes away even more of my monthly supply. And then on them I cant drink which is like one of the few things that I've been enjoying other than my boyfriend in life. I feel very small and like I'm not the main character in my brain but I should be at least somewhat of a main character to myself right? I think I'm broken. I'm a bad partner, I'm bad at comforting anyone even though I always need it. I'm an apathetic asshole and all of my friends and family are tired of me and I can't tell anyone how much I am drowning but I am.

    #MightyTogether #Anxiety #Depression #BipolarDisorder #PTSD #EatingDisorder

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