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i saw this post earlier about therapists and it reminded me of my old therapist paul, who in my opinion is one of the greatest men alive and who did not put up with my bullshit for even one second

anyway i go in to see paul one week in the summer of 2016, and i’m doing my usual bullshit which consists of me talking shit about myself, and paul is staring at me, and then he cuts me off and says that he’s got a new tool for helping people recognize when they’re using negative language, and gets up and goes over to his desk

and i’m like alright hit me with that sweet sweet self-help article my man, because i’m a linguistic learner and whenever paul’s like here i have a tool for you to use it’s pretty much always an article or a book or something

paul opens a drawer, takes something out, and turns back around. i stare.

i say, paul.

is that a nerf gun.

yeah, says paul.

i say, are you gonna shoot me with a nerf gun in this professional setting.

he happily informs me that that’s really up to me, isn’t it. and sits back down. and gestures, like, go ahead, what were you saying?

and i squint suspiciously and start back up about how i’m having too much anxiety to leave the house to run errands, like it was a miracle to even get here, like i’ve forgone getting groceries for the past week and that’s so stupid, what a stupid issue, i’m an idiot, how could i–

a foam dart hits me in the leg.

i go, hey! because my therapist just shot me in the leg. paul blinks at me placidly and raises an eyebrow. i squint again.

i say, slowly, it’s– not a stupid issue, i’m not stupid, but it’s frustrating me and i don’t want it to be a problem i’m having.

no dart this time. okay. sweet.

so the rest of the hour passes with me intermittently getting nailed with tiny foam darts and then swearing and then fixing my language and, wouldn’t you know it, i start liking myself a little more by the end of the session, which is mildly infuriating because paul can tell and he’s very smug about it

anyway i leave his office and the lady having the next appointment walks in and i hear what’s all over the floor? and paul very seriously says cognitive behavioral therapy tools.

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“The scene takes no more than five minutes of the movie, and the tension between colonial history and race only escalates from that point on. However, we as museum professionals need to talk about the inclusion of this scene, especially regarding its function in a film that was cut from nearly four hours long in its first iteration to a solid two, a film that so many young people will see and one that is poised to become a cultural touchstone. The museum is presented as an illegal mechanism of colonialism, and along with that, a space which does not even welcome those whose culture it displays.

And is there anything incorrect about that?

It is worth considering the aspects of the scene that are realities in the modern museum. African artifacts such as those shown in the film’s museum are likely taken from a home country under suspicious circumstances, such as notable artifacts in real-life Britain like the Benin bronzes which now reside at the British Museum. It is often the case that individuals will know their own culture as well as or better than a curator, but are not considered valuable contributors because they lack a degree. People of color are less represented in museum spaces, and often experience undue discrimination while entering gallery spaces. Finally, museums are experiencing an influx of white women filling staff roles, leading to homogenized viewpoints, and lack senior staff with diverse backgrounds. With these truths represented in such a short but poignant scene, the tension between audiences and institutions is played out to the extreme.”

anreill

https://jhuexhibitionist.com/2018/02/22/why-museum-professionals-need-to-talk-about-black-panther/

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With source, thank you!

I want a toxic relationship. I want someone that has the upper hand over my muse, because god knows that’s a rarity in its own. I want possessiveness. And control issues. Intensity.

themusesgrove

I Need More Guardians On My Dash!

So, I kind of realized, I’m not following ANY Guardians except maybe one Sandman. I’m also following a teeny number of OC’s, which kind of sucks. Everyone I’ve been following the past year and a half just kind of dropped off the face of the earth.

Let’s fix that!

Please reblog this if you’re a:

North

Toothiana

Bunnymund

Jack Frost

an ROTG OC because I always need more of those on my dash

Doing replies on my new blog so like if I owe

artisticstrength

Alice decided to visit her friend Grey. It had been a while since she last saw him, and now she was different. You see, she had become a demon since they last met. She headed to the lamp post where they made their first encounter and waited to see if he would show up.

artisticstrength

She looked up as Jack arrived, smirking devilishly at him. “Mm…why yes, I have gotten quite the upgrade, Grey. I missed you, though. A long time ago I was given a bottle of Demon’s Tears which I wore around my neck. They were supposedly supposed to heal anything. I tested them on my old scars, and they healed. So let’s just say I ended up in a bit of a jam and may or may not have been on the brink of death. I swallowed down the entire bottle and look what it did to me! I’m a demon now. A full-blooded demon. The power is quite nice though, although I’m not sure what to do with all of it. I’m still discovering my abilities.” Alice stood on the bench as if it would bring her closer to Grey. “So that’s my dilemma. And I was thinking…maybe I could be of some assistance to you?”