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It's gonna be almost a year since my SA that made me plummeted down to constant self-harm and masturbation. I guess I can say that I'm a bit happy nowadays since I've been taking meds and therapy. Remembering that day now isn't as painful as remembering it back then, and in fact I've been more open about it. I still haven't completely moved on and until this day despite all of the therapy, meds, and support there are days where I couldn't handle the flashbacks. At least, I'm slowly finding myself bits by bits.

It has been a long term issue with me that I couldn't get my brain to understand chemistry. I always kept asking "why is it called like this?" "Why does this exist?" "Why did the scientists who discovered this think this is it?" "How does the chemist thought of this is how it works?" And so much more that like I'm having an existential crisis in chemistry. I tried to understand it through etymology and it helped a lot, but I'm still confused cause I feel like my knowledge is still lacking something. Add up the words too like whenever I'm reading the description I get lost because I keep forgetting or I don't know what they meant saying ions, metallic, protons, neutrons, electrons, and many m

I speak up because I wanted people to know what he did and how long I've been keeping it. I speaked up to warn people so that there are no more victims like me and the other girls he did. Now it went against me and my name got dirtied for it and I might get sued for it too. I've been thinking if speaking up was the best idea or I should've been silent the whole time and just move on.

I believe I said no to him touching my private part, but was eventually tempted to do so and later on I guided his hand and let him do me with his fingers, but he was doing it rough and I told him to be gentle because it really hurts, but he kept going until I keep telling him that it really hurts.

Contains sexual assault.

I was told "if it really happened then why aren't you dead yet?" Some stupid fucking logic they came up when I speak up. I've been dying and I've been fighting it for months on end. I've always believed that this will pass and it'll be something I'll look back in the future. If it means to prove it then I will stick to my words. I can do it. I will prove it.

It's been eating me alive for months. I'm trying my best to fight it off since I got diagnosed with this shitty mental condition. I've always said that I will stick to my beliefs and that this will pass, I'll be happy in the future, I'll fall inlove, I'll succeed in my career, I will get justice, I always bel

I met someone that I deeply fell in love with. They make me really happy and for once in a while I felt genuinely pretty when I see myself when my whole life I'm filled with self loathe and detriment questioning my worth and all. This person has a lot of patience and understanding when I opened up my rOCD (medically diagnosed) to them and they've been checking up on me from time to time. I'd say I'm extremely lucky with them, but my brain ruins everything for me the moment I get really happy. It gets really noisy with the intrusive thoughts of me love bombing them and it's making me believe that I'm not truly in love with them like it's saying "you're just faking it" then it progressively ge

I can't get my shit together and becoming really dysfunctional as I'm approaching college. I have a huge issues on time management and I tend to clutter and hoard a lot. My family kept repeatedly telling me why I can't do what they asked for or why I'm having a hard time and just told me to get my shit together.

I really hate the part when they say that they're open and I can vent or ask help but when I do they'll throw me bunch of "just get your shit together", "it'll pass anyways", or "just to x, y, and z". They're also open of me getting diagnosed and willing to pay if in case I get prescribed, but my main issue is that they'll use this against me in the future. This happened to me so ma

I have been researching about autism and other neurodivergent types and traits and I noticed that it felt like my life. I always felt so different, think differently, act differently, and feel differently but I can't pin point what is my problem.

I've been wanting to open up to my mom but I have a fear of being stigmatized. Autism in the environment I grew up is so stigmatized like when people saw someone who is autistic they make them look inferior, they think that autistic people are weird, gifted, annoying, has a "brain problem", and many more. I grew up with this as a child trying to copy what adults think and do without knowing that I was learning how to stigmatize people for being

I just hated the fact that whenever I tell people that I have ADHD they tend to hug me or pat me on the back and I absolutely do not like it. Whenever I get patted on the back I get this awkward and uncomfortable feeling then flinched and say "No, I do not like that" at that moment I just felt a bit rude for denying them. I like hugs, I hug and handshake people but there is just a certain uncomfortable feeling of telling them what I have and offering me a hug or patting me on the back.

Nagthesis kami nung last quarter pero hanggang 2-3 chapters lang at dahil masyadong gahol sa oras tinanggap nalang ng mga teachers namin. Kita ko sa mga kaibigan kong taga ibang schools na nakapagthesis defense sila kaya medyo nakakakaba sa upcoming senior high ko na kulang kulang sa experience especially stem ang kukunin na strand.

Any advice para maging successful ang mga thesis defense sa upcoming senior high kahit kulang sa experience?

Recently I started to notice suspected signs of OCD and because of that I started to research more about it until I stumbled upon Sexual OCD. Its something I've been experiencing since I was 12. I have thoughts of accidentally >!touching or staring at their chest or private part!< Most common would be saying something about sex or referencing sex and even though I've said those stuff out loud I always get this fear of they probably think I'm some >!porn addict!< And one of the worst thoughts would be >!someone being fucked like my teacher, friends, worst are relatives or children!<.

I never wanted these and they just make me feel disgusted, ashamed, thinking I'm losing my moral compass. Ev

Any ways of practicing efficiently? Also another question, where do you store your origamis?