Hey, that’s really similar to how mine is! Minus the slurs, thankfully, lol. But I get it.
Right now, in my head, it’s a mix of Rump Shaker by Wreckx-N-Effect and Smells Like Teen Spirit by Nirvana except that the lyrics are re-written to be horrible and mean to me, about hating myself, telling me to kill myself, I should be hit by a car, I should be stabbed in the face, etc. I am not a healthy person. :D There’s usually plenty of dark/low humor and fucked up jokes I’d never say thrown in there, too. There’s also often a voice that goes “hey, that’s not helpful, be nice to yourself! You wouldn’t treat anyone else this way!” 'cause I really am trying to be better. That and like a shotgun blast of a million other different trains of thought mixed in. It’s chaotic in there.








I’ve been one of the women in that situation where a guy makes a mistake and walks into the ladies room accidentally (multiple times.) I’ve never once thought they were weird. Neither did any of the friends I was in there with. You’re just fine; you didn’t do anything wrong. It happens to everyone! Don’t sweat it. :) 🫂