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Sometimes I am soup simmering and full of flavor. Other times I am a grocery store generic can of condensed soup.
I wish I could wake up one day without the weight of the world crushing me into the mattress. One day without being able to control my actions and not let myself drift back into sleep for just "ten more minutes".
I wish I could start my morning one day without being anxious about an all-consuming "bad feeling". One day without taking three hours to get ready because I just can't go any faster.
For just one day I wish I could finish a checklist instead of only doing 2/5 things on the list, or half of everything on the list. One day without washing the dishes taking as much energy and effort as going on a jog.
It being a good brain day or a bad brain day doesn't really mean anything when simple routine tasks take 5x the energy they should.
no idea if this is true, but it feels true
I heard an interview, canât remember the psychologist, but he was explaining this idea and encouraging people to stop and take a deep breath and literally drink in small moments like youâre a dryass plant when something is ever satisfactory, positive, mildly successful, randomly joyful so your brain can code and integrate that experience because our natural lizard brain will quickly tape over it with mostly unnecessary negative survival shit. Sounds dumb and dorky but sometimes I remember this when Iâm feeling good about a moment because our cave brains are still catching up with modern life without sabertooths. I like that itâs not just a pollyanna gosh just be more positive thing but more of a legit brain wiring phenomenon can be gradually hacked through small behavioral changes.
Also, make a practice of sitting still for a moment and recalling pleasant experiences, especially when youâre feeling less than great.
Not only can it make you feel better in the moment, over time it trains you to be more mindful of pleasurable memories. The more often and the longer you do this, the more effective it is.
The 3 stages of a cat yawn
Stage 1: cute tiny âOâ-mouth.
Stage 2: sticky the tongue out real far
Stage 3: ENtirE FacE SPLItS opEn LiKE a lOVecRAFTIAn hoRROR, REvEALInG aN eNDLESS pIT of poiNts ANd blaDES oH GOD
Stage 5: Mlem
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âAnd thatâs okayâ âBecause you are so importantâ âYour life is importantâ
They (2017)
A film about a non-binary child, with diagnosed gender dysphoria and a supportive family, who feels very androgynous and goes by they/them pronouns.
The film also features an Iranian character named Araz, who struggles with a language barrier, but makes an endearingly genuine effort to refer to his fiancĂ©âs non-binary sibling with neutral language. Parallels are drawn between Arazâs situation, wanting to return to his homeland but being unable to, and the non-binary experience of being stuck between genders.
Edit: Itâs come to my attention that Rhys Fehrenbacher (the actor cast in the filmâs main role) is AFAB, and a transgender boy in real life. I made a mistake and thought he was MTF, probably because the character is an AMAB non-binary child. Fehrenbacher was chosen because he was on hormone blockers at the time of filming, would not react adversely to he/him pronouns (when the character was misgendered), and had intimate empathy for transgender perspectives.
It's almost been a year since graduation and I'm still so bothered by it and everything that led up to it. Everything that followed. And the insignificance that I hope in your life is mind blowing
SURPRISE
I feel like trash
â A piece of advice.
Real shit.
âȘWhat part of âi donât wanna spend anymore moneyâ donât I understand
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Donât forget that Saint Patrick is not the only saint whose feast day is March 17. It is also the feast of Saint Gertrude, the patron saint of cats and the people who love them.
I know what IâM celebrating today.
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