there are people in the fandom who can
- write fanfictions
- draw fanarts
- create gifs
- think of theories
- edit stuff
and then there’s me
But there’s you, who
- Read our fanfictions
- Like/Reblog/Commission us for our fanarts
- View our gifs
- Support our theories
- Are amused by our edits
You are just as important as the rest of us.
OMG! This is gold!
Anxiety is not being to make a phone call to set up an account for college, despite knowing it will make you feel better if you can do it.
Anxiety is struggling to meet people’s eyes in the hallways.
Anxiety is crying in the bathroom during gym class because you don’t want anyone to see you run.
Anxiety is hyperventilating when you notice an envelope that has your testing scores in it, even if you think you did well.
Anxiety is never wanting to be first in line and never wanting to be last in line.
Anxiety is double and triple checking that you have enough money to make a purchase, even if you’ve counted it a hundred times before.
Anxiety isn’t getting nervous when you have a big test; it’s hyperventilating before and after hand and asking your teacher every single day when you get them back.
Anxiety isn’t cute. Anxiety hurts and makes life hard. Don’t pretend to have it and don’t try to minimalize my disorder.
i hate those friendships that just end for no reason you just stop talking
i hate it when you go out with your friends but no one bothers to tell you that you look like a grape