POV: why can't i be better? [ vent playlist ]
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Published 2022-01-17
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POV: you just want the world to become quiet for even just a moment
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POV: you wish everyone would start to realize you are more than what you are on the outside.
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POV: you just want to lay in bed all day taking a break from everything and I mean everything. Being the therapist friend, being strong for everyone, keeping a smile, living up to people's expectations, trying to be perfect, avoiding being lazy, not feeling bad for everything you say or do, and avoiding getting yelled at. Everything. Even for a split second, soon turning into every day possible.
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POV: you hate yourself but make sure that none else knows
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POV: You're reading the comments so you don't feel alone.
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Pov: the voices are back again your mind is constantly yelling at you, and on top of that you keep getting over stimulated easier now
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POV: you say everyone is leaving you but in reality your pushing them away to protect yourself.
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I swear, these kind of playlists are some of the only comfort I get.
Everyone in the comments, you're automatically my friend now. -
or its, "my life is worse" , "useless" , "you started it" , " give up " , " spoiled " , "brat" and/or "bitch"
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Iโm proud of you for waking up.
Iโm proud of you for brushing your hair.
Iโm proud of you for blinking.
Iโm proud of you for breathing.
Iโm proud of you for making your bed.
Iโm proud of you for eating.
Iโm proud of you for TRYING to eat.
Iโm proud of you for drinking water.
Iโm proud of you for being here.
Iโm proud of you for being you.
Iโm proud of you for smiling.
Iโm proud of you for continuing on even when things are difficult for you.
Iโm proud of you for standing up.
Iโm proud of you for blinking.
Iโm proud of you for getting out of bed after spending the whole day in bed.
Iโm proud of you for brushing your teeth.
Iโm proud of you for standing up.
Iโm proud of you for sitting down.
Iโm proud of you for defending yourself.
Iโm proud of you for believing in yourself.
Iโm proud of you for simply trying.
Iโm proud of you for being alive.
IM PROUD OF YOU. โฅ
Not my words Im just passing this around! :)
From a stranger on the internet to anybody reading this,I AM SO PROUD OF YOU
Don't give up -
"POV: why can't i be better?"
This title literally sent me into tears because of how much I relate to it. I ask myself this question EVERYDAY.
I've just come into a phase where most of the playlists I listen to are vent playlists. And I suppose it helps sometimes.
I feel like this is one of the only places I can come to escape all this reality that came about so randomly.
So now I shall take the opportunity to thank all those who have made vent playlists. Thx. -
i love how this was posted on my birthday and honestly its legit how i felt that day.
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" Maybe it's time to say goodbye, cause I'm getting pretty fxcking tired " Hits hard.
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Seeing the title of this playlist really hit me deep. I was supposed to graduate from nursing school this spring but didnt pass one of my last classes so I have to redo it in the fall. All my classmates were waiting outside asking if we passed the final exam and thought I was joking when I said I didnt, I never cried throughout the semester but finally broke down in the bathroom after realizing i messed. The school is changing things up like the passing grades so I regret not passing the first time when i had an easier chance if I wasnt so dumb. My whole family thought I was graduating but I successfully covered it up but I dont even know if Ill pass next time around. It would have been such a perfect time if I passed and finally getting to help my family out instead of being a burden but I guess Im just not ready yet, why cant i be better?
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from when i was little (1 - 7) i was loved HEAVILY. i was my momโs favorite, my dadโs favorite (iโm still his favorite but we arenโt talking abt him) i was even my grandmaโs favorite. grade 2 turned that around. i was told by my grandma that i would need to be skinnier to be pretty. i was eight. no eight year old should ever be told that. i went to school and cried. third grade, same thing. fourth, i was told i needed to get my work done on time and not have such an attitude. fifth, i was told i needed to take better care of myself. i have more but those are the most hurtful. no elementary schooler should be told those things. especially an 8 year old. my mental health was broken by grade 4. i found myself crying in the bus, acting fine around family, but crying in my room. my grandma continually fat shames me. sure, iโm not skinny, but iโd rather be a little overweight than a lot underweight. iโm never perfect to her, it seems. she loves my little brother. to my grandma, he is perfect. he gets Aโs, he plays a sport (not at all well), heโs just perfect. if he does something wrong like put something in the wrong place when heโs unloading the dishwasher (i have to do it with him because apparently he canโt do it alone) heโll sometimes put something in the wrong spot. iโll tell him โhey that doesnโt go there it goes hereโ and my grandma will be like โella stop being rude he just put it away in the wrong spotโ. im sick of that. iโm sick of her. iโm tired of this type of treatment. iโm a human, arenโt i? i didnโt do anything, did i? iโve always been fat shamed and told iโm sensitive or shy. iโm not. iโm just shy around you because iโm always doing something wrong apparently. iโm sensitive because every time i see you or something you always have a new thing you say to me. leave me alone. let me grow. let me have space. please leave me alone to guide my way through life without you nitpicking everything i do. please let me be me. im not perfect, nor are you.
edit: as soon as i woke up today, it was โella get dressed weโre working in the yardโ huh? we didnโt work in the yard, instead i did all the chores imaginable in the house. i vacuumed, did the dishes, wiped the counters, cleaned the bathroom, made my bed, fed my cats, cleaned the litter boxes, omg was it tiring. can i just be left alone? -
Exactly how I feel. My worst fear is being thought of as "cringy." No idea why, it's terrifying to think about.
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POV: You can't live up to your family's expectations.
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its always "your to young to be sad" but never "are you okay"
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0:00 - 2:34 - Alien Blues by Vundabar
2:35 - 5:50 - Tired by beabadoodee
5:51 - 8:37 - My Alcoholic Friends by The Dresden
8:38 - 11:43 - Jubliee Line by Wilbur Soot
11:44 - 16:13 - First Love / Late Spring by Mitski
16:14 - 21:36 - I Exist I Exist I Exsit by Flatsound
21:37 - 24:28 - Wet Cigarettes - Strawberry Milk Cult
24:29 - 27:27 - I Feel Bad - I Hate Myself Because
27:28 - 29:12 - My Mother Wants Me Dead - Caroles Daughter
29:13 - 32:55 - Bad Things - Cults -
When Jubilee Line and Alien blues are in the playlist you know itโs going to be relatable