Beneath my Magic Kingdom

A chronicle of depression by a magic obsessed dreamer

For those who don’t understand social anxiety:

ineverlearnthefirsttime:

-It is not cute

-It is hell

-Want to order pizza? Too fucking bad

-Want to go to a party? Be prepared to want to leave after 5 seconds

-Need to ask a salesperson for a different size? Guess you’re not getting it

-Hungry but it’s crowded in the restaurant? No food for you

-Social anxiety SUCKS

-It keeps you from doing things you want to do

-It makes you feel like shit

-Stop romanticizing it

-Social anxiety is absolute HELL

(via totallypandacoffee)

ffractal:

sxrreal:

When I say “please don’t take a picture of me” it’s not because I’m being bitchy and stubborn, it’s because if I see that picture I will seriously feel so bad about myself and think I am the ugliest thing on earth and sink a little deeper into self consciousness and hatred.

thank you

and before anyone says anything about selfies- those are controlled photos. 

(via victorian-porcelain-doll)

I’ve never been this bad before
I just want to stop crying
I want to stop hurting
I want everything to stop

stayburned:

it seems that everyone i’m friends with is better friends with someone else and that really fucking sucks 

(via sextingkittens)

pearswhy:

explaining anxiety is the fucking worst because you feel like an idiot for being bothered by the things that bother you but it’s such an intense fear right at your core so you have to go through all of these other levels of yourself to try and get someone else to understand it

(via victorian-porcelain-doll)