Earie

Future economist, battling mental illnesses, writer. In my spare time I like to worry about literally everything.

[corvidcall]

there’s a post (possibly a genre of posts?) that i see frequently where OP is mad about self care posts that are like “it’s okay if you didn’t brush your teeth today uwu” and op is mad because they didn’t brush their teeth for a long time and now they have huge dental bills and i take umbrage with their idea that it was tumblrs fault that they didnt brush their teeth and if only people had been less nice to them, they would have known to brush more

listen, i didn’t brush my teeth for many years. feeling bad about it didnt make me brush more. knowing that people thought it was gross didn’t make me brush more. being shamed and guilted about it didn’t make me brush more.

what DID help was figuring out what was actually the barrier between me and doing it, and then removing those barriers, even if they felt silly and like they shouldn’t be barriers at all

for example:

PROBLEM: my toothbrush is too big to fit in the cabinet and I can’t leave it on the counter, so I have to keep it in my bedroom and remember to bring it with me to brush

SOLUTION: buy a new, smaller toothbrush. i know i already have a perfectly good one that’s nicer than the new one i bought, but a cheap toothbrush i actually use is a million times more valuable than an expensive brush i dont

PROBLEM: i dont want to brush immediately after i wake up, it feels gross and makes me gag

SOLUTION: i set an alarm for a few hours after i wake up and do it then. the teeth dont know the difference!

PROBLEM: i hate mint and i hate cinnamon. most toothpastes are mint and the ones that aren’t mint are cinnamon

SOLUTION: start buying kids toothpaste. this has the added bonus of i think it’s fun and whimsical

Being mad at yourself for not brushing isn’t going to help. You KNOW you should be brushing your teeth. People who don’t brush their teeth aren’t UNAWARE that their dental hygiene is important!!! Posts that say “if you didn’t brush your teeth, you don’t need to feel ashamed about it” aren’t hurting people, because shame and blame don’t help people form healthier habits, and frankly, it’s weird to pin the consequences of your unhealthy habits on people for not shaming you more!!!

[revilonilmah]

Wooper finds Quagsire’s “lilicap” absolutely hilarious! 

[themindmovement]

“When you get older, you notice your sheets are dirty. Sometimes, you do something about it. And sometimes, you read the front page of the newspaper and sometimes you floss and sometimes you stop biting your nails and sometimes you meet a friend for lunch. You still crave lemonade, but the taste doesn’t satisfy you as much as it used to. You still crave summer, but sometimes you mean summer, 5 years ago. You remember your umbrella, you check up on people to see if they got home, you leave places early to go home and make toast. You stand by the toaster in your underwear and a big t-shirt, wondering if you should just turn in or watch one more hour of television. You laugh at different things. You stop laughing at other things. You think about old loves almost like they are in a museum. The socks, you notice, aren’t organized into pairs and you mentally make a note of it. You cover your mouth when you sneeze, reaching for the box of tissues you bought, contains aloe. When you get older, you try toner, you experiment with trousers, you experiment with real sexy outfits, you experiment with pin curls and darker hair and orange-toned red lipstick and you date people that look good on paper. You kiss them in public and feel only a little self-conscious. You never like them, although sometimes you really do. you think about safe sex and sometimes, kids. You think about plants, maybe succulents, or maybe even a cat? When you get older, you try different shampoos. You find one you like. You try sleeping early and spin class and jogging again. You try a book you almost read but couldn’t finish. You wrap yourself in the blankets of: familiar t-shirts, caffe au lait, dim tv light, texts with old friends or new people you really want to like and love you. You lose contact with friends from college, and only sometimes you think about it. When you do, it feels bad and almost bitter. You lose people, and when other people bring them up, you almost pretend like you know what they are doing. You try to stop touching your face and become invested in things like expensive salads and trying parsnips and saving up for a vacation you really want. You keep a spare pen in a drawer. You look at old pictures of yourself and they feel foreign and misleading. You forget things like: purchasing stamps, buying more butter, putting lotion on your elbows, calling your mother back. You learn things like balance: checkbooks, social life, work life, time to work out and time to enjoy yourself. When you get older, you find things like rejection hurt less and things like nostalgia hurt more. You watch people do things you want to do, and then you do some of those things too. Things start to feel like pins on a map. You watch landmarks pass and almost note them. You eat a taco from a food truck and be careful to dab the corners of your mouth with a napkin. You smooth your shirt down. You think about details, the details of how clean the beer cup is, how you need to put the dishes away, how she smells like a perfume you wore and how his teeth are perfect and aligned. You feel a little less downtrodden by things like routine and security and a little more appreciative of things like doing nothing, finding a friend, stretching on a big couch. You hear old songs and only sometimes do they gut you. You think about your future almost always, in both a thrilling way and a very very panicked way. When you get older, you find yourself more in control. You find your convictions appealing, you find you like your body more, you learn to take things in stride. You begin to crave respect and comfort and adventure, all at the same time. You lay in your bed, fearing death, just like you did.You pull lint off your shirt. You smile less and feel content more. You think about changing and then often, you do. When you get older, you barely notice it at all. Then, you are sitting somewhere you’ve been before, staring at the nothingness of the sky, and you feel the wind moving away from you, fast and almost impossible to catch.”

— When You Get Older, thefrenemy

[hexeandharmony]

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[sakycchan]

When that disgusting season they call summer finally ends and you start feeling that sweet sweet autumn chill in the air

[dexfiles]

here is a star for everyone who’s not feeling their best today (🌟)

[xenondrifting]

the ideal of “farms everywhere in every garden!!1!” is a huge selling point of the solarpunk and self-sustainablity communities, especially with farmcore/cottagecore and nature aesthetics being more popular nowadays.

however these posts often overlook a few things

1) we already overproduce food, we don’t need more farms we need better farm and food management.

2) not everyone can farm or wants too. Space, the local environment, disabilities, and lack of interest needs to be acknowledged more. I’m awful with plants no matter how much i love them, and i am certain there are plenty more people who would agree.

3) the idea of farms for everyone and the aesthetic of “everyone having their little plot of land” is not community driven, and sadly comes from a place of colonialism. YES a cute lil cottage with a chicken pen out the back and a garden out the front is cute, but this is not possible for everyone on the planet.

4) NATURAL DIVERSITY IS VERY IMPORTANT. instead of making everyones garden into a food forest, we should aim to grow more native plants and help cultivate the natural environment.

5) not every country is the same, we have our own biodiveristy, and often these posts are *very* american/american based

[chamerionwrites]

#the assumption that all farms = individual house + land #is pretty western-centric too #considering community forms of farming #and not all relationships with land #are limited to the relationships of private property #in fact the imposition of private property systems #has sometimes been far more damaging and led to greater poverty #than community managed farming ft. land allocation + comm. commons (via tobermoriansass)  

[unfortunatelysirius]

Semi rant sorry 😔

I’ve stopped talking to 80% of people somewhat out of resentment but mostly out of respect for myself. I should never have to defend my interests and my sense of humor to people. I shouldn’t have to laugh off mockery. I shouldn’t have to apologize for being negative when I’m in a horrible headspace. My fashion sense is MY choice and no one has the right to tell me it’s ugly when I like it. I constantly listen and care for others but when I pour my heart out I get nothing in return. I’m always there for people I love, but if I were to fall off the deep end tonight and messaged for one last reason to stay I doubt anyone in real life would respond like they care. It’s just a fact at this point. I’m sick of doing things to please others. People take advantage of me and I’ve learned it’s because of me. I let them figure out early on just how much I tolerate.

Well, I barely talk to anyone. I just don’t care. I’ve had too many people fall in hate with me because of my mental illness struggles or call me names to the point I stayed up most nights and thought about everything wrong with me. Which, it’s not right for me to begrudge people when they leave due to me being me. I know one of my friends hasn’t talked to me since March because she thinks I’m just like my old roommate who ruined my mental health.

I have BPD and it ruined my friendships and ruined my life. I’ve withdrawn myself from everyone. I’m hoping to get on mood stabilizers and start DBT. I’ve hated myself since finding out because it’s stigmatized as an abusive disorder. My therapist cares about me and doesn’t see me that way, but I know I can be. I know I am to certain people. And the funny thing is I’m numb when it makes people leave. I watched my cousin walk away and never speak to me again because I took out the anger I held for myself and my life on him. But I told myself he deserved it because he was a pro-life, misogynistic conservative who would constantly tell me he was better just because he was a guy. Some of the things I said were awful and undeserved, though, no matter what his values were.

I say horrible things to my mom and brother. It’s like fucking word vomit. One minute I love them to death and care so fucking much for them, the next I can’t even look at them without thrumming with anger. It’s called splitting. I see life in blacks and whites. I don’t say anything to my sperm donor because I’m afraid of him. I hate life yet am too petulant to leave it because I would rather suffer to flaunt my success in the faces of people who want me dead. If I was completely worthless I probably would throw caution to the wind and lose all will to live, but I’m smart. I’d like to see myself find someone who has anxiety too and settle down with them after I get a handle on my mental health problems. I’d like to see my acne go away and get a tattoo sleeve and move to freaking Alaska or whatever and go to graduate school and self publish a book and become a psychologist and adopt kids and—

There’s a lot of things I want to do. But my future feels bleak a lot of the time when I think about how people ruin me & ruin my happiness everywhere I go.

Long story cut short, I don’t deserve people making me feel worthless and like a monster. I’m not second best and I’m moving at a rate slower than other people but one day I’ll catch up and get so far ahead you won’t be able to fucking see me. I’m going through a hard time but I am still worth something.

I am worth something.

[gunggaygirl]

i haven’t seen this talked about on tumblr a lot but i’ve seen it all over twitter so please spread this:

there is a new sex trafficking method of sending women these texts (and these aren’t other people’s screenshots, these are texts that were sent to ME):

if you receive this kind of text, block the number immediately and do NOT click on the link. it leads to websites that give you the ability to “track your package,” when in reality, it is YOUR location being tracked.

i myself almost fell for this and i luckily called my apartment’s leasing office to check if i had any packages i never picked up and they said no.

spread this please because i’ve seen a LOT of others say they’ve received these kinds of texts, so there’s likely to be more who are unaware it’s a scam.

[agent--nova-deactivated20220809]

BOOST

[feralraccoonman]

HOLD UP.

THATS WHAT THOSE ARE.

IVE BEEN GETTING THESE AND DELETING THEM FOR WEEKS.

I

I AM NOW SCARED WTF-

[marisatomay]

no more guilty pleasures we enjoy things because we like them

[etherea1ity]

[thesweetscentofbooks]

[lizziedoesvetpath]

We should probably also use this as a time to destigmatize staying home when you’re sick instead of muscling through and making everybody else sick…

[radvillain-deactivated20160604]

2003 will be my year

[glumshoe]

A few weeks ago I sat down at the work computer and saw that my coworker had left some tabs open. I glanced over them and almost had a heart attack:

“Oh my god,” I thought. “Are we going to have to have a conversation about race?” The guy is only 21 but he is way too old to be questioning things like interracial friendships. Was he getting brain poisoning from the far right?

I waited anxiously for him to leave the room, and then I clicked on it.

I was... relieved, I guess, but left with strange new questions and concerns:

[georgianadesign]

Homebuilder Jim Meathe’s cottage on Brays Island, SC. Atlanta designer Beth Webb and architect Peter Block. Emily J. Followill photo in Veranda. 

[plannedparenthood]

There’s a lot going on in the world right now. We’re here with you. Use this moment to pause, take a deep breath, and refocus. 

[jpegfantasy]

Bath Design, Philip Mazzurco, 1986 📚

Salvaged & scanned by @jpegfantasy 🖨️