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asking for help can be done at any time, and it is free. you just have to let yourself accept it.
I say this every year (Although I almost never post about it), but my primary New Year’s Resolution is to survive. I’ve been suicidal since I was eight and so every year that I don’t give in to those intrusive thoughts is a success in my book.
My secondary goal is to enjoy my favorite series of video games thoroughly, because my lovely boyfriend found them on Steam for me in October and I haven’t played one of them in 5-7 years and another since Windows Vista. I’ve put probably 200 hours in the first one since I found them and I’m not even close to being done yet. It doesn’t even matter if this goal lasts for the entire year as long as I enjoy them all as much as I possibly can
But even if you set goals for yourself that you don’t or can’t meet, don’t be disappointed or discouraged! You can usually get back up on that horse, or you can revise your goals. You aren’t a failure, I promise ❤️
DAILY AFFIRMATIONS
I WILL NOT MAKE PURCHASES ON IMPULSE
I WILL REPAY ALL MY DEBTS
MY LIFE IS NOT OVER
I WILL EAT OATS AND FRUITS
I DON'T CARE WHAT THE PEOPLE WHO WERE ONCE IN MY LIFE ARE DOING NOW
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how do you just get up and deal with the fact that there’s a last time for everything. there was a last time you sat on your dads shoulders and there was a last time your mom tucked you into bed. there’s going to be a last time you kiss your sister on the head and there’s going to be a last time you hug your best friend. there’s going to be a last time you feel exactly as you feel right now and there’s going to be a last time that person says i love you. i need to lay down
I know the first one is about death but it goes the same for anything that ends
"It's like a song. Now, I can hold a note for a very long time - actually I can hold a note forever - but eventually that's just noise. It's the change we're listening for- the note coming after, and the one after that. That's what makes it music."
I don't think anything was meant to last forever the exact same way. My dad can't put me on his shoulders anymore, but now he walks half a block in the dark and rain with me to catch a Charizard he spotted on his nearby page. My mom doesn't tuck me into bed anymore, but she sends me memes and quotes she thinks will make me feel good. I don't kiss my little sister on the head anymore, but last time I visited I baked her bread and made her meatloaf and went trick or treating with her kid for the first time.
There are last times for everything, of course there are, but you deal with them by being a little sad all the time, and understanding that if you keep going, there will be first times to replace them, and that both first and last times are what make anything matter. It's the changes that give life meaning.
The thing about knitting is it’s much harder to fear the existential futility of all your actions while you’re doing it.
Like ok, sure, sometimes it’s hard to believe you’ve made any positive impact on the world. But it’s pretty easy to believe you’ve made a sock. Look at it. There it is. Put it on, now your foot’s warm.
Checkmate, nihilism.
This is a powerful positive message..
I’m literally reading a book right now (Burnout by Emily and Amelia Nagoski) that says this is scientifically sound.
There have been studies done on rats and dogs where they develop learned helplessness in the animals by giving them impossible tasks. Eventually the animals stop trying, even when the task stops being impossible. (I.e. put a rat in a maze with cheese it can’t get to until it develops learned helplessness, then put the cheese somewhere it can get to it and it won’t even try.) But once they show the animals they CAN do something - i.e. physically moving the rat to the cheese - the learned helplessness goes away.
No one can move you to your cheese for you, but the book says DOING something - which they define as “anything that isn’t nothing” can help. Make a food. Work in the garden. Clean a thing. Do a favor for a friend. Call your elected officials.
Knit a sock.
If you feel overwhelmed by existential despair, do something. It doesn’t have to be big. It just has to be anything that isn’t nothing.
This is really good advice for ADHD people because when executive dysfunction gets bad it’s easy to fall into this pattern of thinking. Do just one thing. It doesn’t have to be your homework, or a chore. It can be something small, it can be something you enjoy. But do just one thing to remind yourself that you can.
i love you beginner artists. i love you inconsistent art styles. i love you artists without a clear aesthetic. i love you artists who dont post every single day. i love you visible imperfections. i love you works in progress. i love you ugly color palettes. i love you anime art. i love you OCs. i love you fanartists. i love you self inserts. i love you ship art. i love you furries. i love you artists who purely draw for fun.
- A Psalm for the Wild-Built, Becky Chambers // kagonekoshiro
Oh shit. No. Shit. Thank you
Just gonna reblog this out of gratitude because I actually did forget…
Fffffffff let me get right on that.
and then reblog for the next forgetful son of a bitch
I’m so great full for everyone that is reblogging this. I totally forgot to take mine
I think that there is some sort of unspoken fairy godparent thing where you see this, realize that you forgot your meds, and rebagel it because if you forgot someone else must have. And in our turn we all take care of each other, even if we don’t know it.
since ive regularly needed these reminders over the past month or so since i quit: not working is completely morally neutral. everyone deserves respect and dignity regardless of employment status. ones ability to work should not determine their worth etc etc. i love my unemployed baddies
i literally had a dream last night my dad was tryin to convince me to get a job, the rhetoric about working we all hear is so deep even my subconscious is ragging on me about it
i also want to add that this isn't exclusive to disabled people, there's lots of reasons why people can't work. if you can't work for any reason you still deserve compassion and the resources to live
Shout-out to everyone who is trying right now…Trying to do the right thing. Trying to stay strong. Trying to hold on. Trying to let go. Trying to love themselves. Trying to find happiness. I see you. I'm there too. We're in this together.
The reality is that you will grieve forever. You will not ‘get over’ the loss of a loved one; you’ll learn to live with it. You will heal and you will rebuild yourself around the loss you have suffered. You will be whole again but you will never be the same.
I don’t know who you are, but your addition to my post is amazing. Thank you kind soul.
hope is a skill
hope is a weapon you are trained to wield
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You cannot hide this in the tags, bestie. This is too lovely to keep a secret.
yeah the universe is big but it's not uncaring because you are part of the universe and you care. and if you don't well i am part of the universe and i care so there