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Another derailing story

I swear I'm allergic to sadness. My eyes start watering and I sneeze. Right now I can't stop sneezing




Intrusive thoughts, you might have them.
Sometimes we think of something but for the exact reason that we wouldn't want to have that thought--a disturbing image, the thought to hurt someone, the thought to see someone in a certain way.
I get really uncomfortable, absolutely crushing thoughts that ruin just about everything I care about. (Most of the time, each thought itself is not horribly horrible but collectively they have extreme power over me). So whenever they come up, I'll say to myself a sweet-sounding, innocuous word that curbs the thought. I call them "thought deflectors". I especially like the words "peanut butter." Even though it only really ever lasts a second, a thought deflector at least lets me feel like I'm in control of my own mind.
But if you're dealing with it, know that it's not your fault. See it/hear it, say this is a thought that I'm thinking. It's just a thought. And let it roll back out.

Am I understanding everything I'm reading? If I'm not, or if I'm not understanding most of what I'm reading at all then how is this meaningful? Am I still improving myself as a person if I read too quickly that I might miss something? If I read too slowly will I have time in my life to read all that I should?
Am I holding myself back from being able to do this much more effectively and enjoyably? How would I even know?
Do I like reading? Am I reading for the sake of reading? Or just to have done it? WHAT ARE THE IMPLICATIONS IF IT'S THE LATTER!?
Why does it matter to enrich myself and my life? And why would it matter if I'm not happy at all for all that time? What does it mean to have a good life? What do I even want?
you're not 18. You're still turning 18 this August. So technically, you're 17.

Technically yes :)


You're not intruding at all ^.^ And yay~ It's not often that I find a like-mind <3 I'm excited ^o^
OHHH O.O
there's a "<3"
i'm shipping you both.
there's a "<3"
i'm shipping you both.

You're not int..."
Ikr! Most people don't seem to understand the way i think. Its cool to find someone who does.

I'm jealous >.<

I don't want any man or boy touching my weak petite body
And I don't like being called beautiful or pretty because people have only called me that when they've wanted something from me.
And I'll tell you now this form is not me.
There's a glaring truth again--
That I wasn’t supposed to be born with little hands and little feet
And I wasn’t supposed to be born with narrow wrists you can crack with a single twist
And I wasn’t supposed to be born with a face like a weary doll
Women too that call me annoying for my caution
It's not my pretty, it's my weakness.
I am punished for my weakness.
They don't see the person, they see the prey.
Not a pretty prey
A crippled prey.
A brush, a kiss, and then a push.

I get this as well :/ I'm 25 and am told too many times I look as though I am 16.

I'm like Lillian; most people believe that I'm way older than I actually am. That's mainly due to my height, haha. But I understand the opposite problem as well because my close friends have it often.
Anyway, hi. Where are my manners?! XD I'm Alia, and I've been on GR since September, but just recently joined this group. I so understand what you're talking about in this awesome journal, especially the questions you ask yourself when reading one. I overthink things a ton, haha.
*waves at Ahana and Lorien* Hello :D *whispers to everyone else* I know them from my main roleplay group here :)

<3<3<3

I'm almost 20 and I look like a teenager.
Hi, I'm Shine!
Hi, I'm Shine!
I'm an 18yo girl, I like reading, writing, singing, art, poetry, wasting time on netflix. I'm pretty chill. About to be a freshman in college
I have something like a whimsical personality, so I can be pretty silly, ^o^ but heartfelt too. It's nice to meet you all!
I'm happy to meet new writing buddies, and reading buddies too if it's possible.
I guess I have an idyllic view of the world, a lot of times it all feels surreal or somehow, too real. I ask, what’s your story? Sometimes I worry I don’t have any understanding of humanity’s people. Always wonder if my mind is very odd, or extraordinarily ordinary, or anything at all compared to the next person’s and although that doesn’t matter, I do want to learn how other others think and what their inner-dialogue sounds like. Even if they do think it’s ordinary. I want to know you, and I want to be your friend.