Is there anything under the wizards hat?
the wizard is under there

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Is there anything under the wizards hat?
the wizard is under there
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there’s something very beautiful about being able to try again tomorrow
I have been trying tomorrow for the past 3 years
and you still have tomorrow to try again
“well. plays the cards i’m given” has profoundly changed something in me. litany against wallowing in an unsatisfactory situation
jpgs that radically altered my worldview
oh my god I’ve had the evil version of this image for like 3 years I was wondering where the original was
the cycle of life
No religion except whatever Mary Oliver had going on
just remembered that no live organism can continue to exist sanely under conditions of absolute reality
parthenope (2024) dir. paolo sorrentino
A few months back, I read about a study that found that people who were told to regularly think about things they’re grateful for reported significantly improved physical and mental well-being at the end of the study. So I started going for a walk every day before work and making myself come up with 5 things that I’m grateful for. And I know it sounds like the most cornball shit ever, but it has fundamentally changed my brain chemistry.
I was aware that I was becoming a little bit too much of a sarcastic little hater before I started this experiment. Now I am almost startled to catch myself saying shit like, “Wow, look at the flowers on that tree, I am so grateful I decided to walk this way,” unironically, completely unprompted, and outside of the specific time in the day when I do the gratitude practice. I’ve rewired my brain to look for things to be grateful for, and so I look around me more and find more of them, which makes me feel happier, which makes me find even more good things.
For the record, I’m not saying, “Only think positive thoughts! No bad vibes!” Toxic positivity is probably about as unhealthy as only thinking negative thoughts. Sometimes shit does just suck. I’m not telling you to be grateful for the bad things around you. Being a sarcastic little hater definitely has its place. But setting aside like 2 minutes per day to come up with 5 things you’re grateful for will genuinely improve your outlook. It doesn’t have to be big stuff—sometimes the best I can manage is simple shit like, “I’m grateful that zippers were invented,” but even that forces me to be in the present moment and deepens my appreciation of the world around me. Try it, even if you have to do it badly or sarcastically at first. Even if you only do it so that you can come back and tell me I’m wrong in 3 months. Set a daily alarm on your phone and give it a try.
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just a girl who loves flowers
you do not have to be functional to be worthy of love and existence as an autistic person. if you need assistance, you are worthy. if you don’t have a job, you are worthy. if you are not social, you are worthy.
you exist. you are a person. you are inherently worthy of life and love
Trans women I'm so glad you're alive today. Please never give up.
Jeffrey T. Larson (Minnesota 1962), Yellow and Blue, 2005, Oil on canvas
that comment about how you should not borrow grief from the future has saved me multiple times from spiraling into an inescapable state of anxiety. like every time i find myself thinking about how something in the future could go wrong i remember that comment and i think to myself: well i never know, it might get better. it might not even happen the way i think it will and if it does happen and it is sad and bad ill be sad about it then, when it happens. and it’s somehow soo freeing
I still think it’s objectively fucked how the world is built for morning people and if you wake up later than everyone else you’re seen as a malicious aberration of some sort. I am that but it’s not because I wake up at 11 fuck yourself