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@againstthem
side effects of being numb due to mental illness:
not crying for weeks and weeks on end until one day, you’re breaking down over something that isn’t actually worth getting upset about
not being able to tell if your feelings for people are platonic or romantic or if you’re just lonely
instead of caring too much, you don’t care at all about anything
not being able to process anything going on in your life and when you try, your brain stalls out
losing your train of thought every five seconds, so when you try to have a conversation, you have to pause and remember what you were trying to say
word vomiting
mind “static”
Here’s the new cat print I debuted at SPX this year! 11″x14″ 2 color riso. You can grab it here!
(Thank you to Ipsy Bipsy Studio for printing!)
me: i want to draw
also me:
Nietzsche believed that you’ve gotta be able to think about suicide before you can move beyond wanting to kill yourself because only once you’ve accepted it as an option can you make the choice not to do it, and the alternative, to deny the urge and ignore it, would inevitably cause you to cave to the unaddressed desire you have for it.
And the dude was right.
The rogue’s gallery of psych students and junior practitioners on this hellsite have hijacked my post about not being mean to yourself to explain to people how actually what I’m talking about is cognitive-behavioral therapy, and how it involves disciplining yourself to never talk negatively about yourself and how it’s important to check with a therapist that you’re doing it correctly, and like, this is why I don’t trust and can’t stand these people.
Being your own friend is a holistic process, there aren’t exercises you can do or therapy methods you can apply, which is why most people relapse almost immediately after stopping CBT or DBT, because they haven’t actually made any progress in how they look out for themselves, they were merely thrust into a disciplinary regimen where they are taught to engage in habits which their therapist then holds them accountable to, and so, without that therapist, they fall apart again.
Not being mean to yourself doesn’t mean censoring self-deprecating humor, it doesn’t mean snapping a rubber band on your wrist when you have a negative thought, it means taking time to sit down and think about yourself as if you were another person, to really take stock of who you are from as objective a perspective as you can muster, and if you really want to grow, realizing that this person you see can’t grow if the person closest to them, which is you, spends all their time berating them and making them feel like shit.
Being friends with yourself is not a series of therapeutic exercises, it’s challenging yourself to evaluate why you’re a dick to yourself in a way you aren’t to other people, or maybe you are a dick to other people, and maybe you want to be a dick to yourself, which is goofy as fuck, but if you’re still suffering, maybe ask yourself why the fuck you want to be such a dick, the answers may surprise you.
Local redditor comes face to face with the truth for a millisecond.
there’s literally no doubt in my mind that the entirety of the San Junipero episode of Black Mirror was based on this picture and that is….fine tbh
Yikes!
Multiple edits of some of the shots from this session with Lumos Photo.
I call this “Power Stance”
Man I fucked up hardcore. I fee like absolute trash and i wish I was dead. I made probably the worst mistake of my life - putting others at risk. It's fucking hard to come back from potentially changing someone's life forever even if it completely unintentional. I acted recklessly without knowing I was and ugh it's just so painful I wanna die.
WE OUT HERE ROCKIN BIG AREOLAS BITCH. FUCK WHATCHA HEARD. ITS ALL ABOUT THEM SAND DOLLAR SIZED TITTY BUTTONS.