saltinesugar
Member
Hey everyone!
Oh, but it feels so weird to be introducing myself on a forum.
The last forum I joined was some spirit kin thing (you know, people who think to think they were dragons in a past life?) in high school that I wasn’t actually at all serious about. Now I’m all over the internet in various guises but I haven’t found a place where I’m really comfortable talking about my hyperhidrosis, or that sometimes I don’t leave my apartment for weeks, or that I think about suicide kind of a lot for someone who isn’t actually suicidal. Just a few of the reasons why I’m here.
I want to be totally honest somewhere! When I started sweating in junior high I learned how to hide things, to be disingenuous, and it’s crept into basically every part of my life… I tell little lies and I don't talk about things unless I can spin them positively. I keep all my weird little behaviors secret. I feel like a gross person. And I don’t want to (or maybe can’t?) articulate to my IRL friends why and how I feel gross. Inside and out.
Let’s see… I’m a 20-year-old atheist female who has spent her entire life in beautiful Northern California (wine country, weed country, city by the bay). College dropout. Listening to The XX, rereading Narcissus and Goldmund.
Annnnnnd I feel like I’m making a dating profile, so I’m going to shut up and go troll around the forums now.
Oh, but it feels so weird to be introducing myself on a forum.
The last forum I joined was some spirit kin thing (you know, people who think to think they were dragons in a past life?) in high school that I wasn’t actually at all serious about. Now I’m all over the internet in various guises but I haven’t found a place where I’m really comfortable talking about my hyperhidrosis, or that sometimes I don’t leave my apartment for weeks, or that I think about suicide kind of a lot for someone who isn’t actually suicidal. Just a few of the reasons why I’m here. I want to be totally honest somewhere! When I started sweating in junior high I learned how to hide things, to be disingenuous, and it’s crept into basically every part of my life… I tell little lies and I don't talk about things unless I can spin them positively. I keep all my weird little behaviors secret. I feel like a gross person. And I don’t want to (or maybe can’t?) articulate to my IRL friends why and how I feel gross. Inside and out.
Let’s see… I’m a 20-year-old atheist female who has spent her entire life in beautiful Northern California (wine country, weed country, city by the bay). College dropout. Listening to The XX, rereading Narcissus and Goldmund.
Annnnnnd I feel like I’m making a dating profile, so I’m going to shut up and go troll around the forums now.
