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In Love With a Fictional Character? #Love #FictionalCharacter #NeedingAdvice

TW: slight mention of sex.

I write these words out of the total sincerity of my heart. Love can be torturous, but is also one of the most beautiful things a person is capable of experiencing. But what do you when the one you hold so dear is nothing more but a figment of imagination? I am so deeply in love with this fictional character for almost three years now that it hurts so excruciatingly, knowing that I’ll never be able to hug, kiss, or be intimate with him. He gave me a way to feel loved when I was lonely or struggling with health issues, and helped me learn what I want and need in a relationship, even if every moment I’ve spent with him was in my head. I’ve developed such a strong emotional attachment, every fiber of my being wants him. It’s gotten to the point that almost all I can think about is having sex with him. It did give me a safe, healthy way to explore that knowledge, but it’s difficult letting go of something that felt so real, because it feels like cheating in a way as I’m looking for a real partner. Anyways, thanks for reading! 🩷

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Discover Your Hidden Skill: Emotional Awareness

What’s a secret skill or ability you have or wish you had?

There’s a part of me that most people don’t see right away. It’s quiet, observant, and always noticing what’s happening around me. If I had to name a secret skill I have, it would probably be reading people really well.

I’ve always been super observant. I notice body language, facial expressions, glances, behaviors—all of it. Most of the time, I can tell how someone is feeling just by looking at them. I pick up on things easily. For example, I can tell when a friend is forcing a smile, even if they say they’re fine. I can sense tension in a room before anyone speaks, or know when someone is holding back something they really want to say. Honestly, I think that’s a gift.

It helps me see people for who they really are. I’m usually able to tell when someone is genuine and when they’re not. In a lot of ways, that ability has always protected me. It’s helped me keep my distance when I need to and guard my heart. But it’s also made me really sensitive to other people.

I can usually tell when someone is upset, overwhelmed, or hurting, even if they’re trying hard not to show it. Maybe that’s because I know what it feels like to hide what’s going on inside. So, when I notice that in someone else, I want to comfort them and make them feel seen. Sometimes it’s as small as listening quietly while they talk, or noticing when someone needs space before they ask for it.

If there’s one skill I wish I had, though, it would be better communication.

For someone who notices so much, I’m terrible at getting my own thoughts out. I stumble over my words constantly. Sometimes I have something I want to say, and it just disappears before I can get it out. Other times, I mutter a response no one can hear because I’m too afraid to say it aloud or worry it’ll be judged. Most of the time, I have an important point I want to make in a group conversation, but by the time I try to speak, the moment has passed. As a result, there are countless opportunities I miss to share my voice at all.

I’m a nervous person, and meeting new people has always been hard for me. I can do small talk, even though I hate it, but after that, I never know what to say. My mind just goes blank. I overthink everything. Even when I do have something thoughtful to say, I usually keep it to myself because I’m scared it’ll come out wrong or sound stupid. So, I stay quiet.

My ability to read people and my struggles with communication have shaped my relationships. I’ve been able to support friends when they needed it most, but I’ve also missed chances to speak up for myself. It’s a constant balancing act, learning to notice and understand others while also finding my own voice.

There’s so much in my head—so many thoughts and feelings—but I don’t always know how to let them out. I may not be the most talkative person in the room, but I notice everything. I feel everything. And maybe that says more about me than words ever could

Even if I don’t always say the right thing, I hope my presence, my attention, and my care can speak for me.

What’s a strength you have that people may not always notice right away—and what’s one skill you wish came more naturally to you?

“I may be quiet, but that doesn’t mean there’s nothing there. Sometimes the deepest people are the ones still searching for the words.”

#MentalHealth #Neurodiversity #ADHD #ADHDInGirls #Autism #AutismSpectrumDisorder #Anxiety #Loneliness

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I’ve always been quiet, and for a long time people assumed that meant there wasn’t much there. But some of us are just deeper than words can reach right away. We’re still learning how to say what we’ve always felt. #MentalHealth #Neurodiversity #Loneliness #Anxiety #ADHD #Autism

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Understanding Loneliness: The Journey of Being Unseen

The Loneliness of Being There, But Not Really Being Seen

There’s an intense kind of loneliness in standing right there and still feeling invisible. To be in a room full of people but feel socially isolated. Loneliness encumbers my emotions, my self-esteem, and my overall mental health. It’s a heavy burden to carry when you feel unseen.

For me, being noticed is difficult. I’m shy, quiet, and awkward in most situations. Being this way has always made me feel some type of rejection. Most of the time, those traits aren’t received well in society. Those labels made me feel unacceptable, like there was something wrong with me for being that way.

So, I felt like I didn’t fit in. No matter how hard I masked to try and be someone else, it never worked. I tried to be more outgoing, talkative, more extroverted, but I just couldn’t put on that facade. Deep down, you can’t change who you really are.

The Contradiction of Wanting to Hide and Be Seen

In school, teachers often didn’t even know who I was. Some of them weren’t aware that I was in their class. That’s how quiet I was.

I avoided eye contact whenever I could feel their gaze so I wouldn’t be picked to speak. I looked down most of the time. I’d twirl my hair, rub my hands together until they were raw, and bite my nails constantly to ease the discomfort—a form of stimming to help regulate my nervous system.

The feeling of being noticed terrified me, but at the same time, I was hurt for not being noticed.

Invisibility has always been with me. When someone doesn’t remember your name, even after meeting you many times, it’s an indication that I’m not memorable. Over the years, I started reintroducing myself without complaint, because I didn’t want to face that form of rejection. That was just one of many reasons why I feel invisible.

Feeling Alone in the Presence of Others

Over the years, I made a lot of friends. I think it’s because I have an inviting aura about me. People seemed drawn to the quietness, empathy, and sensitivity I carried. I’m grateful for that, because I would rarely initiate contact myself.

But even with friends, I often felt unnoticed. I rarely felt included in conversations. Whenever I mentioned something, no one seemed to hear or acknowledge it. I’d observe them gathering in a circle with me included—until someone stepped in front of me, excluding me entirely without realizing it.

I know they meant no harm, but it crossed my mind constantly. I’d overthink what I should say, what I should do, how I should act. My sensitivity controls my emotions, so when I feel rejection, I immediately assume I’m the problem.

I feel alone in their presence because of my own insecurities. I never think I’m good enough. I question why they’re my friend. Why do they like me? Sometimes, I assume it’s because I’m easy to take advantage of.

Wanting to Be Loved for Who I Am

My heart is full of love, care, support, empathy, and understanding. So, when one of my friends is hurting, I feel it too. Their emotions become mine, and all I want to do is help. Sometimes, my people-pleasing nature says yes to everything that’s asked of me.

The truth is, I want to be liked and accepted for who I am, not what I do for others. For much of my life, that agreeability made me feel stepped on—used by others for their gain. It left me feeling shut out, overlooked, and quite frankly, miserable.

Learning What Invisibility Really Means

It’s hard to be the quiet one, the agreeable one, the invisible one. Being lonely and isolated in social settings has shown me the toll of not fitting in.

Not long ago, I discovered my neurodiversity, and many missing pieces fell into place. I learned of my AuDHD, and things started to make sense. But even with that understanding, I still experience intense loneliness and pain from being overlooked. No one truly understands how difficult it is to be surrounded by people, present, but unseen.

Sure, I might be “different,” but that doesn’t make me any less worthy of being noticed. I’m introverted, and I’m proud of that now. There aren’t many of us who have the gift of being alone and not feeling lonely. I’ll admit, I’m like that most of the time. Loneliness is something I’ve gotten used to.

So, I see resilience in myself. I see a good person. I see someone trying their best to live authentically. Even though loneliness sometimes impedes my life, I still push through—with my head held high. I’ve learned that invisibility truly comes from within, and it’s a continuous journey of self-acceptance.

Have you ever felt present but unseen? How do you cope with the loneliness of being overlooked, and what small steps help you feel seen for who you truly are?.

“There’s a quiet ache in being present yet unnoticed, like your existence is just a shadow in someone else’s light.” — Unknown

#MentalHealth #Neurodiversity #ADHD #Autism #AutismSpectrumDisorder #Loneliness

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If they don’t care, you can find me here.

If you cry,
feel alone,
feel lonely,
feel like nobody understands you,
feel like giving up,
feel like hope has faded,
feel like asking what’s the point of trying,
feel like it’s too tough,
feel stressed,
feel lost,
and feel like you can’t…

Just remember, there’s a guy from Canada named Danny who believes in you. He is always cheering you on. No matter how many times you feel like quitting, he will never give up on you. He will always stand by you and stand with you. 🩷

Danny “Dimples” Gautama

#MentalHealth #Depression #Anxiety

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Politics ruined a family relationship and I feel bad for my mother. #MentalHealth #Stress #Grief #Relationships

So I don't want things to be too politics but I have no idea where to vent. So I guess here we go. So my family is divorced. My mother has been dating this guy for about a decade now. It was a rocky relationship. Wasn't compatible. Where does politics come into play. While not too long ago. They got into a massive fight. Two conflicting were head to head until it ended a decade long relationship, now I know it wasn't meant to be but I just feel bad for me mom as she is lonely and this had to happen. My empathy is going off the roof, I'm sorry if I don't have much to say.

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I’m new here!

Hi, my name is Mandaloo.

#MightyTogether #Anxiety #Depression #BorderlinePersonalityDisorder #Migraine #Fibromyalgia #PTSD #ADHD #Grief #Dystonia #sensoryverload #Isolation #Loneliness #alone #hypervigilant
Lastly looking for connection, with others, talking to myself isn't helping, when I made the decision to stay home and focus finally on myself, learning to love myself, set boundaries, trying to figure out who I really am, for at least 30yrs, I was a people pleaser, didn't know that I could have boundaries, and I love my mom,but I went through hell, she passed away in 2013, and I was 36yrs old, and actually until around 2015, at 38yrs old,I finally got courage to stand up for myself and I finally felt like I was an adult. But I'm stuck in a way of still trying to figure out who I really am, what do I actually like, or rather find and be my true #weirdautenicself

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