dirt enthusiast
Today's Document
h
2025 on Tumblr: Trends That Defined the Year
hello vonnie
cherry valley forever
ellievsbear
#extradirty
One Nice Bug Per Day
Show & Tell
JVL
Keni
almost home
sheepfilms
if i look back, i am lost
Three Goblin Art
Stranger Things
祝日 / Permanent Vacation
styofa doing anything
i don't do bad sauce passes
seen from Germany
seen from Switzerland
seen from Brazil
seen from United States
seen from Malaysia
seen from Türkiye
seen from United States
seen from Israel
seen from United States
seen from Ukraine
seen from Brazil
seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from Türkiye
seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from Türkiye
seen from Kazakhstan
seen from France
seen from United States
@honey-maws
the whole "autistic people don't understand sex or sexual topics" infantilization thing is even funnier considering that most of the autists i know are about fifty times hornier than the average person and about a billion times weirder about it
not sure how to feel about celebrities moving to tumblr... on one hand folks rejecting Elon’s tyranny and bolstering a platform that actually promotes democratization of speech is great. (on tumblr there are no blue checks or visible follower counts. you ride or die through the strength of your takes alone.) on the other hand get off my lawn. I am hissing like an irate goose
minecraft gothic
- You are the only one capable of building complex, planned structures. You are alone. You don’t remember building the temples or houses you come across.
- You are alone. You are the only one like you in the entire world.
- Villagers keep their hands clasped beneath long robes. You’ve never seen a villager’s hand. Sometimes you wonder if they have them at all.
- The villagers all have the same empty green eyes. They have completely different anatomy from you. They’re humanoid, but not human. Are you?
- The undead, however, have your face and your clothes. They seem closer to you than the villagers.
- You’re alone. You are the only one like you in the world.
- All caves are the same. You’ve been in a ravine like this one. Maybe you’ve been in this ravine. You’ve visited it countless times. No matter which way you turn, you stumble into it.
- No matter which way you turn, there’s more caves. Sometimes there’s torches. You’ve been here. You still can’t get out. Sometimes there’s not torches. Sometimes you give up escape and decide to explore ever deeper.
- You wonder if you’ve ever seen the surface, or if you were born in these caves with a vibrant imagination.
- You are the only living thing in this world.
- You come across dusty, abandoned mineshafts and rusty minecarts with loot at the bottom. You don’t remember building these or leaving anything behind. You wouldn’t shore up the walls with wooden posts. You know this world better than that.
- Then why does shoring up the walls seem logical? You don’t remember a world before this one. Why does this one feel so strange, sometimes even irrational?
- You’re alone. You are the only one like you in the world. You’re being watched.
- The caves aren’t yours. You’re the only one in them, but they’re not yours. They belong to something else - someone else, and you both know it.
- You’re alone in the world. You’re not alone in the caves. Their breathing and occasional humming echo in the stony corridors.
- Maybe the caves themselves are breathing. Singing.
- You are the only living thing in this world. The world itself, however, is alive.
- You make up stories for everything you build. You forget they’re just stories.
- The world sings to you. You clutch its music close and hope it never stops. In the silence after each song, you’re alone.
- You’re alone. You are the only one like you in the world, for this world is honest. You are being watched, for you are not.
- You’re the only living thing in this world. The world is alive. You are not alive the same way.
- The world exists to for you to live in it, and you think it resents that.
hey op? this is quite possibly the rawest sentence ever written on tumbler dot com and the fact that it came from a post about minecraft will forever haunt me
minecraft has always been this raw though are we forgetting the end credits sequence that like implies the world is all a simulation and the player is a god in tune with the universe
@companionwolf
this is my favorite comic ever i never don’t want to see it on my dash
I worked at a Starbucks and some customer at the walk up came to complain there was a lady selling tamales in the parking lot and we were all like “oh whoa really?” And literally all of us left the store to buy bags of tamales
This is so important. From Daniel Sloss HBO standup special 'X'.
“If you think this does not affect the women in your life, it’s not because it’s not happening to them. It’s because they don’t trust you enough to talk to you about it.”
I remember a guy in my team at work saying "I don't know anyone who..." and I was like, "nah mate, no one trusts you enough to tell you that, cos we know the same people"
In that order really too…
Can’t stress enough that when we say “The LGBT community lost an entire generation to AIDS” this isn’t an abstract statement. We literally lost gay and trans Boomers **specifically**. They were the generation that was of “clubbing age” during the onset of the epidemic.
Princess Diana sounding the hunting horn in hell
Princess D in hell?
Hunting trip
Therapists aren’t people who you “pay to pretend to care about you”, therapists are people you pay to teach you how to care for yourself
Me: I am violently depressed.
Therapist: Oh! Sounds like you need to do YOGA! That will help!
Me: *signs up for yoga*
Me: *is violently depressed in Downward Dog*
Me: I hate myself and only see my flaws
Therapist: ok lets refocus on things you like about yourself. This week i want you to try and journal about good things you’ve for yourself and others.
Me: *does the homework* yeah but i still hate myself but feel bad cause i shouldn’t
Therapist: feeling like you shouldn’t hate yourself is a step in the right direction. Mental health is complex and isn’t something that will ~magically~ improve. We have a lot of hard work head of us but I’ll be here to help you.
TL;DR stop perpetuating the idea that therapy is unhelpful because the results are not instantaneous.
FUCKING THIS.
As a psychologist the amount of bullshit on this site, the amount of fucking dangerous bullshit on this site about how therapy is neurotypical bullshit and isn’t worth it and how exercise is pointless and good diet is pointless and that therapy homework is pointless DRIVES ME UP THE FUCKING WALL
Exercise is fucking important. good diet is fucking important therapy is fucking important. WHY???
because pills alone don’t help. they improve the hormonal imbalance (as does exercise and good diet which ALSO are a form of very real self care as your physical being is sorta connected to your mental one but go fucking figure right?), but guess what? the suicidal thoughts, the thoughts of harm, the thoughts of hating yourself, they’re still there. suicides actually increase when medicated. why? because suddenly you have the energy to fulfill thoughts of harming yourself. which is why you NEED therapy alongside pills.
it has taken you years, or decades to create your maladaptive thought processes and behaviours. that shit doesn’t disappear overnight. core beliefs don’t change overnight. these are the very fucking core of your personhood, your being and personality. THAT TAKES TIME TO CHANGE
STOP ACTING LIKE THERAPY IS SHIT IF IT DOESNT WORK IN TWO SESSIONS
^This!!!!!
The stigma that therapy isn’t worth it if you don’t feel better after the first couple sessions is such bullshit. It took me 8 months to tell my therapist anything personal but I kept going because I wanted to get better. I thought it was bs too when she kept telling me to think about other things and to distract myself when I have intrusive thoughts (not exact words whatsoever). Now it’s 2 and a half years later and I can successfully switch from thinking about all the ways I could kill myself to the song Slippery by Migos and immediately start laughing. You need to let it help you.
I spent a good two months in therapy acting like my life was a dreamboat, and he patiently put up with my bullshit because therapists are trained to help you get to place where you’re comfortable enough to open up. I wasn’t. And I was so glad that I was in therapy because at the two month mark, pretending like everything was going smoothly, I had a major life event take place that completely upended everything. All of the little things I had been hiding came up with it.
Changes do happen in therapy. The advice they give you is worth listening to.
You know what’s not worth listening to?
A bunch of people on Tumblr pretending they’ve got a psychology degree for clout.
I have been in therapy for literally years and I have just hit the point where when I go “man I hate myself” I go “that’s a shitty thing to say to myself” and I can reframe it to “I don’t like this situation” or whatever, and it has done wonders for my depression and self esteem. But holy fuck I am not kidding when I say it’s been years and medication, and lifestyle changes, and tons and tons of logging of shitty intrusive thoughts, and putting so much work in… but I’ve turned it around.
You can get there. Therapy helps. It puts tools in your toolbox to teach you the care and feeding of you. Because not all of us learned healthy habits, and we have to unlearn the bad stuff before we can learn the good stuff. That takes time.
Oh that’s so romantic!
Oh…
If you think they’re not having the time of their lives
The catch means affection. The immediate dunk into the ball pit means love.
This meme has teeth
my cat hates taking his pills. the only way we can get him to eat them is to turn it into an elaborate pantomime - we take the packet out of the cupboard slowly and hold it up, saying “oh!! what’s this? what’s this? a TREAT? a TREAT for louis????” while making surprised faces. we offer him a pill… then, before he has a chance to sniff it, we wag our fingers at him and replace it in the packet so it becomes a Tantalising Forbidden Mystery. we continue doing this until he’s so confused and excited that he will eat the pill as fast as possible, just so he can find out what it is before we can take it away from him again. as soon as he’s eaten it he looks utterly disappointed and betrayed, like a child who just ate a delicious sweet only to find it was a chocolate-coated brussels sprout. it never gets old
Op this is the funniest thing I’ve ever read
i like how scooby doo isn’t the product of weird 70s tv animation design but was instead an intentional attempt to create the ugliest trash dog possible
