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  • Have you ever had that nagging sensation that you're out of place among the wrong people? Lately, I've struggled to find any opportunities at the place where I live. It feels like months have gone by with only empty promises from work, leaving me burnt out and unable to enjoy even the simplest pleasures.

    I can't shake this profound loneliness I've experienced for weeks, and it's perplexing since I’m in a relationship. It's odd when you are being told that they are here for you and to try to respond to this as often as possible on the same level, even when your social battery is depleted, yet still feel so utterly isolated. The depths of my depression have made it hard to get out of bed for days, with tears flowing freely.

    Am I misguided in my expectations of what a relationship should be? When I realize that a house is on fire, for example, and I hear some calls for help, I try to rescue this person from it if possible and don’t avoid it because it might be too “hot.” I believe in stepping into the flames to support those I love, to hold their hand as we navigate the chaos together. Yet, here I am, feeling like I’m trapped in my own burning house while my partner stands outside, unsure whether to come in or watch from a distance.

    I’m left feeling so conflicted… I love my partner deeply, yet I also feel profoundly abandoned and overlooked. I want to believe that love can withstand these moments of despair, that we can face life’s struggles as a team. But the distance created by unspoken words and unmet expectations feels like an insurmountable wall between us.

    I often wonder if I’m asking for too much—if my desire for connection is unreasonable in a world that often seems too chaotic to handle. Shouldn't a partner be a safe haven, a source of comfort during the storm? Or am I just searching for validation in all the wrong places?

    The fear of losing that connection, of being vulnerable and showing my true self, holds me back. There are days I crave honesty, but what if that honesty exposes too much? What if it reveals the depths of my struggles, and in response, all I receive is pity instead of understanding?
    Have you ever had that nagging sensation that you're out of place among the wrong people? Lately, I've struggled to find any opportunities at the place where I live. It feels like months have gone by with only empty promises from work, leaving me burnt out and unable to enjoy even the simplest pleasures. I can't shake this profound loneliness I've experienced for weeks, and it's perplexing since I’m in a relationship. It's odd when you are being told that they are here for you and to try to respond to this as often as possible on the same level, even when your social battery is depleted, yet still feel so utterly isolated. The depths of my depression have made it hard to get out of bed for days, with tears flowing freely. Am I misguided in my expectations of what a relationship should be? When I realize that a house is on fire, for example, and I hear some calls for help, I try to rescue this person from it if possible and don’t avoid it because it might be too “hot.” I believe in stepping into the flames to support those I love, to hold their hand as we navigate the chaos together. Yet, here I am, feeling like I’m trapped in my own burning house while my partner stands outside, unsure whether to come in or watch from a distance. I’m left feeling so conflicted… I love my partner deeply, yet I also feel profoundly abandoned and overlooked. I want to believe that love can withstand these moments of despair, that we can face life’s struggles as a team. But the distance created by unspoken words and unmet expectations feels like an insurmountable wall between us. I often wonder if I’m asking for too much—if my desire for connection is unreasonable in a world that often seems too chaotic to handle. Shouldn't a partner be a safe haven, a source of comfort during the storm? Or am I just searching for validation in all the wrong places? The fear of losing that connection, of being vulnerable and showing my true self, holds me back. There are days I crave honesty, but what if that honesty exposes too much? What if it reveals the depths of my struggles, and in response, all I receive is pity instead of understanding?
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  • Vacations ending... Kirk Storm comming! :X
    Vacations ending... Kirk Storm comming! :X
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  • Anyone want to take me, PJ and my mom in for the storm? We have to evacuate.
    Anyone want to take me, PJ and my mom in for the storm? We have to evacuate.
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  • I just got completely drenched in a thunderstorm. My shoes were soaked and my dress was dripping from the hem when I arrived home...the rain radar said the thunderstorm would pass the town...
    I blame it on Affectmentis you jinxed it.
    I just got completely drenched in a thunderstorm. My shoes were soaked and my dress was dripping from the hem when I arrived home...the rain radar said the thunderstorm would pass the town... I blame it on [Affectmentis] you jinxed it.
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  • Storm’s coming. Hide kittie
    Storm’s coming. Hide kittie 🐱⛈️
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  • Don't you just love the feeling of an upcoming summer storm? That slight unsettling mixture of of awe and fear. As the sky darkens and the wind picks up. Dark tall clouds building fortresses in the sky. And we stand safe and sound behind the window. sheltered by brick and glass and yet we get thils slight tingle, a nervousness deep in our throat, a creeping uneasiness. A fear that is unnecessary as we are sheltered in our houses and yet it still haunting us like a promordial instnct telling us to run and hide for this might be a calamity....
    I love this thrill! It's powerful inspiring!
    Don't you just love the feeling of an upcoming summer storm? That slight unsettling mixture of of awe and fear. As the sky darkens and the wind picks up. Dark tall clouds building fortresses in the sky. And we stand safe and sound behind the window. sheltered by brick and glass and yet we get thils slight tingle, a nervousness deep in our throat, a creeping uneasiness. A fear that is unnecessary as we are sheltered in our houses and yet it still haunting us like a promordial instnct telling us to run and hide for this might be a calamity.... I love this thrill! It's powerful inspiring!
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  • Over Far-Away Lands Until Judgement Day

    At last the raging wind of the storm
    Makes the tide crack
    Makes the ocean overturn a treasure
    Has soon frozen every forest pond
    And the snow covers every peak
    https://youtu.be/G3RqT2RG-oY?si=e-2BtBAqeetlq0Ey
    Over Far-Away Lands Until Judgement Day At last the raging wind of the storm Makes the tide crack Makes the ocean overturn a treasure Has soon frozen every forest pond And the snow covers every peak https://youtu.be/G3RqT2RG-oY?si=e-2BtBAqeetlq0Ey
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  • #sea #seastorm
    #sea #seastorm
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  • #sea #storm #thunder
    #sea #storm #thunder
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  • #storm #sea #pirates #ship #painting
    #storm #sea #pirates #ship #painting
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