one of the reasons mental illness sucks so fucking much is because people around you can literally tell you again and again that they love you, that they think you’re cool and funny, that they support you in every way, that you’re talented or intelligent, and no matter how many times they say it you’ll always cringe and shake your head and say “no, no i’m not, really” but the SECOND someone says one bad thing about you, even just once. You believe it completely.
About
- Name: sadie
- Age: 18 years
- Location: uk
- Personality type: intp, chaotic good
hey :v I'm Sadie or Bucky and I'm 18, agender (woman leaning, aka it's complicated as fuck), and probably-lesbian. I'm still figuring things out re: my sexuality so bear with me!
my blog is mainly captain america, but some other fandoms do pop up. i love dogs, animals, and nature in general. I tend to talk a lot in my tags, oops
I have diagnosed BPD, PTSD, and I'm hypersexual. I sometimes post about these things, all triggers tagged for when necessary. If I miss something though please remind me, I'll tag it.
I'm spiritual fictionkin, my kintype is Bucky Barnes from Marvel and I talk about this aspect of my identity semi-often under kintag or kinfo. I tend to have Opinions™ on things (mainly, anti abusive ships) so yeah! but feel free to say hi or something i love talking to people!