Starvationon July 25, 2012 at 12:01 am
This is a completely true story.
My mind is out to get me. Between Anxiety, Doubt and Panic the only logical conclusion is that it does not want to exist anymore.
So, as I have been mentioning all week I’ll be at conbravo this weekend. As it stands I’ll be there the friday and the saturday all day. Unfortunately I have to skip out of the sunday because I have to head into the states for a family reunion and the only way I can get down there for free is by leaving on the sunday. So if you’re planning to meet me at ConBravo, Friday and Saturday are the days to do it!
Don’t you just love when your brain works against you 😀
I have Tourettes, Anxiety, and OCD, which apparently are commonly found hand in hand in hand. I know exactly how this feels, like sometimes these things just pop into your head out of no where.
Same thing happens in the dark, your brain loves to fuck with you!!
Pastrami is awesome… centipedes I’m not sure about it.
This happens to me all the time!
MY GOD. This sort of thing happens to me all the time. ALL THE TIME. Compulsive overthinkers, unite! *high fives and drinks all around*
Get on good terms with stomach. It is a powerful ally. Still, I would take this over my brain deciding at 3am I do not need to sleep anymore. Stupid overthinking….
I get that all the time. Except I have nothing against eating centipedes.
OMG. I do this. All. The. Time. I AM NOT ALONE!!!!!! YAY
I KNEW IT WAS NORMAL! I KNEW IT!
My brain like to make me think of things that will kill me.
Sooo…I’m not alone. YAY
Looking at the comments, it’d appear I’m the only that doesn’t have this problem. Matter o fact, not only do I not have this problem, but I can do thinks like drink milk knowing that it’s really nothing more than puss.
… Make that pus. <..>
Actually, it’s a more delicious form of sweat.
…you’ve ruined milk for us now. Whyyyyyy!?!? 🙁
Well, it still tastes delicious. And to be fair, it’s not actually pus, just very similar.
Usually, there is some sort of subconcoius or survival instinct type thing associated with these kind of things, but this has no reason, stupid paranoid-hypothetical brain,now then…DIE!!!*aims shotgun at head*,waaiiit, i need this to live,CURSE YOU,YOU DASTARDLY BASTARD
At least I know I’m not the only one who’s aggressively paranoid toward their own brain…
I shut my brain up with a q-tip.
Oh god your hands are up again.
Why do I feel like I need to use the bathroom when I just did a minute ago! Damn you brain!
You should’ve kept eating it. That’ll teach that damn brain of yours.
You lost a lot of hair on the third panel 😛
My brain is weirder than yours is ARG!
In fact right now it’s telling me that i’m reading a bi-sexual twincest necro-beastiality comic… and that your strangly looking like French Stewart.
Arg, centipedes. I really really hate centipedes and absolutely annihilate them with a boot whenever I encounter them. It’s worse that the cats just ignore them when they decide to crawl upon exposed flesh…
I really REALLY hate centipedes.