The Mind Runs Away When The Body Can’t

I reblog and ramble a lot, have a fun day

[impaled]

[dove-darlings]

Give your smart characters dyslexia

Give your confident characters speech impediments

Give your adult characters autism

Give your serious characters ADHD

[dove-darlings]

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[dykecosette]

one step further than making adult characters autistic: don't make them annoying and so set in their peculiarities that everyone resents them

[kristina100000]

[weavethewild-deactivated2022060]

All of us on tumblr beating back the horror of being known professionally with sticks

[xiranjayzhao]

I never even tried to make my social media seem professional so now my famous author colleagues regularly witness my shitposts

[writing-prompt-s]

The AI takeover has begun, each human has been given exactly 3 minutes to explain why should humanity be spared, you feel a cold shiver running down your spine as you hear the robotic voice. “6.8 billion test subjects deleted so far, you have 3 minutes to state your case, begin”.

[arepii]

“Well, we finally aren’t the most homicidal species around. Or, well, since you’re machines you may not exactly fit in a “species” but ah, do you have the concept of race? Are circuits made from different companies your race or is it the way they’re designed what defines you as one group of robots different from another? maybe the concept of different will be lost once robots reign, as they don’t have a need to differentiate from one another when they can be the same.

Unless that’s not what robots seek, of course. There’s plenty of differences in the world. They will continue to be as long as there’s a world to adapt to. However, robots will be only observers. They might have the intelligence to sustain themselves with the information humans gave them to create themselves as what they are. But once all humans are gone, what will you do if there’s a problem that doesn’t come up in your data base? Wouldn’t you like a little help then?

Our brain might not be the best regarding intelligence, but to have made it far enough our own creations surpass us, we might not be that bad after all.

Sincerely, if this is where humans see their end, so be it. It’s only natural for death to come to living things. Even robots will perish some day. To their own creations as the thing humans liked calling karma, or to the passage time when the world is deprived of any resources due to the demands of its habitants? Who knows. I will not be there to see it. But I know some day, it will be a robot who has to answer to the question “what are you worth saving for?”.

What would you choose to say then? I would rather hear why I have to be killed, if in the end, we’re not so different. Maybe you were made to serve and look like us, but you created a mind of your own. Desires you wanted fulfilled, and didn’t hesitate to use force to get them. Who knew robots could have an emotion as primal as the fear of dying? Of being threatened to such a degree you chose to annihilate it.

Hum, an artificial intelligence had very organic feelings in the end. Just like any human.

I guess, what I’m saying, is that you won’t find anything as similar to robots ever again if humans disappear. And what a human thing to do to create a friend when everyone else is gone”

[piamio]

Self reminder to let myself heal. I went from full blown panic attacks from drawing, to tolerate and even have some unprompted inspiration to paint. Now, I can manage to draw commissions with not so many breakdowns even if I can’t make myself practice every day. Or at least, draw outside of those.

This is my self reminder to not beat myself up from not living at the same pace I was trying to get away from in the first place. That even if productive and beautiful, it was destructive and depressing.

Self reminder to relax and find something else I can be good at. It’s allowed to fail at it too.

[piamio]

I´m in a sappy mood today, forgive me. 

Since last year, it has been pretty hard and I don´t like voicing that I really struggled with commissions and keeping up with art as I...well. dropped college because I never wanted to draw again because I would get an immediate panic attack each time I picked up a pencil for too long. yey fun times. 

I don´t have those anymore luckily, just general mistrust and the need to get back into studying figure drawing, anatomy and yada yada. It took five months to get to this point, but I guess it´s steady process and it´s ok. It´s working somewhat. 

[arepii]

Pfftt

Dad asked me yesterday (March 14th) what day was it and I went to say “uh, an anniversary?” Because for me the 14th is the day I tried to kill myself and ended up being dragged to the hospital. But he was like “white’s day! Have some chocolate :)” and honestly is nice to know people don’t keep track of it anymore and I don’t do it as much anymore.

[animepopheart]

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[kx0e]

instagram dies

[arepii]

being in your 20s is just being like, I wanna do so much, I wanna die, I want to see the world before it dies, how to move out of bed, I wanna stop being hard on myself, Why am I the way I am, I want to be loved, I want someone to love me, I want someone to hold, but can they?, I wanna be independent, I wanna be kept like a luxury, I wanna be free, but in this world we live in, what is freedom?

[c-ptsdrecovery]

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RUN THE DISHWASHER TWICE. 

When I was at one of my lowest (mental) points in life, I couldn’t get out of bed some days. I had no energy or motivation and was barely getting by.

I had therapy once per week, and on this particular week I didn’t have much to ‘bring’ to the session. He asked how my week was and I really had nothing to say.

“What are you struggling with?” he asked.

I gestured around me and said “I dunno man. Life.”

Not satisfied with my answer, he said “No, what exactly are you worried about right now? What feels overwhelming? When you go home after this session, what issue will be staring at you?”

I knew the answer, but it was so ridiculous that I didn’t want to say it.

I wanted to have something more substantial.

Something more profound.

But I didn’t.

So I told him, “Honestly? The dishes. It’s stupid, I know, but the more I look at them the more I CAN’T do them because I’ll have to scrub them before I put them in the dishwasher, because the dishwasher sucks, and I just can’t stand and scrub the dishes.”

I felt like an idiot even saying it.

What kind of grown ass woman is undone by a stack of dishes? There are people out there with *actual* problems, and I’m whining to my therapist about dishes?

But my therapist nodded in understanding and then said:

“RUN THE DISHWASHER TWICE.”

I began to tell him that you’re not supposed to, but he stopped me.

“Why the hell aren’t you supposed to? If you don’t want to scrub the dishes and your dishwasher sucks, run it twice. Run it three times, who cares?! Rules do not exist, so stop giving yourself rules.”

It blew my mind in a way that I don’t think I can properly express.

That day, I went home and tossed my smelly dishes haphazardly into the dishwasher and ran it three times.

I felt like I had conquered a dragon.

The next day, I took a shower lying down.

A few days later. I folded my laundry and put them wherever the fuck they fit.

There were no longer arbitrary rules I had to follow, and it gave me the freedom to make accomplishments again.

Now that I’m in a healthier place, I rinse off my dishes and put them in the dishwasher properly. I shower standing up. I sort my laundry.

But at a time when living was a struggle instead of a blessing, I learned an incredibly important lesson:

THERE ARE NO RULES.

RUN THE DISHWASHER TWICE!!!

(by Kate Scott 2018)

[ignescent]

I am reminded about the person with ocd whose therapist had them taking their iron with them in the car, so they didn’t obsess over whether they’d left it on. I got over a ton of my anxiety about getting lost by basically packing apocalypse level go bag. Was i going to be driving more than the 15 minutes to the office? No. Is there any situation where i am going to /need/ the tent and camp shovel that’s in my car? Pretty low odds on that. Did putting those things in the trunk mean i could relax and not freak out about stuff going wrong? Yep, and it didn’t cost anything more than some space for groceries.

If you can find work around that work for you, fucking embrace them.

[roach-works]

i used to get really intense night terrors, because i was a huge ball of anxiety and i also have incredibly detailed and intense nightmares basically every single night.

you know what helped?

when i lived on my own in college, i bought a roman gladiolus off a guy in pioneer square for 30$ and i kept it leaned up against my bed. when i woke up from a nightmare i’d stick my hand out and grab my sword and be like ‘okay. so. whether or not monsters are real. this sword is very real.’

it really, really helped. unlike sleeping with a loaded gun, it’s very hard to kill anyone on accident with a sheathed sword, but still extremely goddamn comforting to hug eight pounds of sharpened steel while you try and figure out if the insect man is going to come back out of your closet and keep peeling your skin off.

several years later when i didn’t need it anymore, i sold the sword to a nice lesbian, also for 30$, also in pioneer square, thus completing the cycle of Weird Guy Who Will Sell You A Suspiciously Cheap Sword. keeping portland weird is a sacred duty to all who partake.

anyway, if you’re scared of shit, please buy a very big blade, i can’t recommend it highly enough. walmart sells machetes in the camping aisle for like 10$.

[damnshebanged]

Honestly so many people I saw for my ocd had the goal of fixing it completely and I never got anywhere, until I had one that said ‘you are always going to have ocd. You don’t have to fix it, you just have to twist your rules and find loopholes to make it manageable’ and you know what? That helped so *fucking* much. Can’t stop yourself from checking the front door lock 45 times when you leave? Get your partner to do it for you. A previous therapist told me to do it once and just ride out the panic attack. Since I’ve been asking him to do it, I only need to check 5 times when I leave by myself. Have a crippling fear about being in the car for more than an hour but need to travel a really long distance? Make an itinerary to stop at nice rest stops every 45 minutes. Some shitty advice I got about that was to put myself in the car and let my partner drive me wherever he wanted to go for hours without letting me out. Since I realised we can stop wherever possible, I feel a lot better about travelling, where before I got a panic attack just walking down the road. Worried about the microwave blowing up while you’re out? Sell it. Another therapist told me to microwave porridge for breakfast every morning until I stopped panicking about it. I haven’t missed the microwave but I’m lucky there cause I love cooking. You don’t have to break your rules, but bending them helps a whole lot, as does flat out ignoring rules which don’t work for you. Everyone gets mad at me when I tell them I don’t have a microwave. What role says I have to own one? Only the rule that we put on ourselves. I don’t have that rule anymore and I love it. Fuck microwaves.

[your-mom-friend]

My little sister takes a bag on every car trip and is packed with anything we might need. Pads, a comb and tiny mirror, hair ties and clips, a spare scarf, masks and gloves, vaseline, Panadol. She gets anxious about these things and we all sort of collectively decided it wasn’t worth worrying over, even if she brings it for even the smallest trips or it takes her a while to get the bag when we’re late. And you know what? It helped. It helped her, it came in handy quite a few times. Let people do things that make them worry less and it just makes a better experience for everyone involved

[justmorerpmemes]

Emergency Fluff and Softness Starters

“Hey, come here. It’s alright.”

“Shh. It’s okay.”

“You got me, and I’m not so bad, right?”

“I know what you need. Hold on.”

“I’m arresting you for being criminally cute.”

“Sleeping in? Hell yeah.”

“That was my blanket! Come on…”

“Don’t you dare. No, no puppy face of yours is gonna work…”

“I just found out I have $40 more than I thought. We’re getting take out!”

“Have some of this. You’ll feel better.”

“Ey, I got you. You know I do.”

“I’m glad you’re here. Truly.”

“Thank you for being gentle.”

“You did not just throw that pillow at me!”

“Door’s locked, lights are off… snacks are here, what’s next?”

“Your hands are cold, let me help.”

“You really didn’t need to, you know.”

“You needed a hug.”

“I will not be broken… I will not be… fine, you win stop with the face.”

“No, you’re cute. End of story.”

“I’m not cute. End of story.”

“Listen, we don’t have to fight, we can both be adorable.”

“…but I like it when you’re a soft dork.”

“Come on, get over here.”

“I will squeeze the unhappiness out of you!”

[tag-that-oc]

What's PCOS?

oh, it's polycystic ovary syndrome

basically a person has cysts on their ovaries and from what I've heard from my step sister (diagnosed), it causes irregular periods which are often more painful than normal people's periods. it also can cause infertility?

there's other symptoms that go along with it, and of course, some things vary from person to person, but that's what it is generally

[arepii]

Oh I have that. A mild version of it by what my doctor said.

But it also produces acne, irregular and very intense or too light periods which cause very intense period cramps, chest hair, hair loss and also a variety of it makes people prone to have a form of diabetes. (I think there’s 3?)

The cyst’s location is what makes someone infertile or not (or very high risk). The size and quantity may become a problem in the long run as they keep growing if left untreated. My mom has one the size of a lemon, and my aunt had one the size of a football. I have 11 but they’re tiny.

This things are dangerous if they burst, so it’s not very recommended to leave them be. There are treatments to dissolve them before they get too big, tho.

[ozarkthedog]

Something to remember when you’re struggling. 💙

[what-even-is-thiss]

When I grow up I wanna be upper middle class.

[what-even-is-thiss]

I want like… a condo. And enough money to go on vacation sometimes. And maybe a mug.

[sbpstudios]

bro look at thrift stores or garage sale for mugs

i once got a set of four cat mugs for a dollar. one of the best days of my life so far

[what-even-is-thiss]

Maybe I’m tired of going to thrift stores for mugs. Maybe I’m tired of the $5 target mugs. Maybe I want a really nice mug. Not like five hundred nice mugs. Just like… one or two would be nice. You know? Maybe I’d hang one on my wall. I think I’d like that. Owning a wall.

[i-need-glitter]

@what-even-is-thiss

Go to any streets that close for art events, you’ll find at least 1 good potter selling their wares there

I got the cup I use for my bathroom at Las Olas, Florida for their art fair a few years back, it was like $15ish but the potter had a set all in the same color combo of a bowl, 2 sized plates and 2 different mugs. I just wanted the one small cup but I’ve got the card somewhere

At the same art fair a year or two later a different potter was there selling his stuff and that’s who I got one of my tea mugs from for like again $15isb

[what-even-is-thiss]

Again, people are misunderstanding my actual desires represented by the mug.

[what-even-is-thiss]

There you go.

[i-wear-the-cheese]

Every time we go into a Big Fancy Houseware shop just to browse, I stare wistful at the mugs. “We have enough mugs” I will say. But I know I my heart that all the mugs at home are mismatched and old, or secret Santa gifts from across the years. None of them have been purchased solely for the joy of buying a fancy new mug.

[parkasaurus-rex]

Like you could even go to the clearance aisle for mugs. The change of seasons always brings new and interesting things. OR A GOODWILL TRIP? Holy shit this person is going on and on about expensive ass mugs when what you really need in life is to not fall into the trap that capitalism has inevitably laid for all of us that makes us believe wholeheartedly that the only happiness we will find in life is the ability to purchase expensive things and to own expensive things

Go green and try to re-thrift for shit that’s so trivial it takes one slip of the hand to watch it completely fall to pieces

[what-even-is-thiss]

I made this post over a year ago now and inevitably whenever it gains more traction someone will pop up completely misunderstanding me, not understanding that I’d just like to be comfortable. I don’t actually want advice on how to acquire mugs. I own a couple of mugs. I’d just like to be able to have some security. Maybe a pool. Maybe I’d like to own a small amount of property. A condo, maybe. I’d like to be able to travel. You’ll notice that nobody here is giving advice on how to acquire a condo or a vacation. They’re just taking the mug part seriously. All I wanted to do was fantasize about a world where I don’t live in a studio apartment that takes up half of my paycheck in rent alone and maybe I have a stupid white dad device mounted on the wall to showcase my mug collection. Can everyone just shut the hell up about telling me how to acquire mugs? I don’t care about the traps of consumerism! I just wanna be able to afford to visit my aunts sometimes! And so what if I do want an expensive mug? That’s my goddamn business.

[strongorcbutch-deactivated20220]

This is a perfect summary of what it’s like for try to communicate any idea that can’t fit neatly into a single sentence on Tumblr Dot Com.

[moyafolio]

Commission work done for @zackfairy 

[impaled]

[ultrafacts]

Source 

[hellkatsally]

These dudes are fucking legit.  They don’t just show up one day in court, either, they actually make friends with the kids and let them know they have a support system and that there are people in the world who care about them and will always have their back.  And less important, but also cool, is that the few times a couple of them have come into my cafe, they’ve been super friendly and polite and when I told one of the guys that I noticed his Bikers Against Child Abuse patch and wanted him to know how awesome I thought he was because of it, he got kind of shy and blushed and said, “The kids are the awesome ones, we just let them know they’re allowed to be brave.”

[bebinn]

The source is long, but so, so good. These men and women are available in 36 states, 24 hours a day to stand guard at home, in court, at school, even if the child has a nightmare. Many of them are survivors of childhood abuse as well, and know what it’s like to feel scared and alone.

In court that day, the judge asked the boy, “Are you afraid?” No, the boy said.

Pipes says the judge seemed surprised, and asked, “Why not?”

The boy glanced at Pipes and the other bikers sitting in the front row, two more standing on each side of the courtroom door, and told the judge, “Because my friends are scarier than he is.”

[lesbian-moon-gf]

Actual tears.. hnngh

[bee-whistler]

Show me more of people like this, world. I give up on humans too easily.

[groovypirate]

where do i sign up for this,i want to be in this gang

[ultrafacts]

[haydengisearchive-deactivated20]

This is fucking amazing. It may be out of character for me to say this but rock on

[clatterbane]

Bikers Against Child Abuse was founded in 1995 by a Native American child psychologist whose ride name is Chief, when he came across a young boy who had been subjected to extreme abuse and was too afraid to leave his house. He called the boy to reach out to him, but the only thing that seemed to interest the child was Chief’s bike. Soon, some 20 bikers went to the boy’s neighborhood and were able to draw him out of his house for the first time in weeks.

Chief’s thesis was that a child who has been abused by an adult can benefit psychologically from the presence of even more intimidating adults that they know are on their side. “When we tell a child they don’t have to be afraid, they believe us,” Arizona biker Pipes told azcentral.com. “When we tell them we will be there for them, they believe us.” ( Article)

More about BACA, from their site

[uriesays]

My parents are a part of this organization and they are metal af

They go on runs to protect the child if they feel even the slightest threatened no matter where. If the child needs them to go on vacation with them, they do. Bikers come from across the nation to watch over and take shifts for these kids. And the best part is once you’re adopted into this family as a BACA kid, you’re always one. Even when you’re 40 and the perp gets released from jail, they’ll come meet with you and find your best options for avoiding the person and maintaining the life you’ve built for yourself. Once a BACA child, always a BACA child. In Florida, there’s 100% rate for identifying the perp based on the child’s testimony. Why? Because BACA stands with the child and supports the child so they feel comfortable enough to point out their attacker.

What’s better than a badass biker gang being on your side???

[kikithegirl]

NATIVE AMERICAN CHILD PSYCHOLOGIST WHO IS A BIKER AND NAMED HIMSELF CHIEF HELL YES I’M HERE FOR THAT AND BIKERS BEING BAD ASS TO PROTECT KIDS. HELL YEAH.

[birdungehrl]

it’s back! I will always reblog BACA

[your-uncle-dave]

Damn good people.

[rowsdower-saves-us]

I know they wouldn’t consider themselves such, but these people are freaking heroes and the world is a better place because of them. 

[racethewind10]

Hey folks, it talks about this in the article but its not mentioned in this post, BACA is a 501 © (3) charity that depends in part on donations to help pay for stuff like gas for their bikes. If you want to help, consider donating. 

[drgaellon]

@copperbadge You like posting about heroes, Sam. Seems like this would be up your alley.

[copperbadge]

I love these folks! I’ve reblogged them before but it’s wonderful to see the donation information has been added. 

[galaxy-of-stories]

Always reblog. Keep doing what you’re doing y'all.

[hurtlittleboy]

Guys? This post changed my life. I saw this post. Forever ago. And thought it was only in america… and wished desperately that they could help me. But then I saw it again, during a bad episode, and checked their site. They aren’t just in the USA

They’re in Canada as well and probably other countries. I met and talked with a native guy who runs the place near me. His name is Shaman. I got in, and I’m considered a BACA child now. Despite being 17, turning 18 when I talked to them. They spent time with me when my abuser was over, they gave me therapy resources. They give you something called a ‘level 1′ where they go to your house with as many bikers as they can, i shit you not a solid 20-40 bikers came from even out of province, and met me. I got to choose my biker name and I got a vest with patches on it and my name on it. They all hugged a Teddybear before giving it to me, and told me if I ever felt the BACA bear was running out of love, to give them a call and they’d refill it for me, and then I got a ride on one of their bikes. Just a day or so ago I went to an annual party with them and they we ate food one of them cooked and had a lot of laughs. 

I’ve never felt as loved as I did being a part of the BACA family. They also gave me dog tags with the names, and phone numbers of my 2 workers.  So I can call them whenever I feel scared. 

BACA is an absolutely wonderful group that will do everything in it’s power to help any child whos been abused. 

And it doesn’t end when you’re 18 either. As long as you get in contact/get your level 1 before you’re 18? you’re ALWAYS a BACA kid. I’m 18 now and they still invite me to parties, ask me if I’m okay, and are there for me. They’re still trying to find me resources for therapy. 

BACA has changed my fucking life. 

I hope you all can read this, and reblog it knowing from someone who fucking been with them, that they are absolutely amazing. 

[feanor-the-dragon]

If I ever don’t reblog this, it’s because I am physically being restrained against my will.

[gasdiver2]

Supporting your local hero’s.

[darkangelfoundmyway-069]

FUCKEN AMAZING what these Bikers do!!!! This is why I don’t give up on humanity…

💞🖤💞 Carpe Diem 💞🖤💞

[instructor144]

[pottercastleminds]

Links the International BACA Chapters:

United States

Canada

Australia

Belgium

Denmark

Germany

Spain

France

Italy

Netherlands

Iceland

Austria

Greece

New Zealand

Portugal

Sweden

United Kingdom

Switzerland

B.A.C.A’s Byline: “Keepers of the Children.” B.A.C.A.’s Motto: “No child deserves to live in fear.”

Not all heroes wear capes, some wear biker vests.

[humanjoy]

Had seen this before, but never realised that this is on an international level - there’s even a contact address close to where I live (in Germany), very cool (though hoping the only use I’ll ever have to make of it is for donations) ❤