there's something so raw and soul crushing about spending your late childhood+teen years suicidal then growing up and actually wanting to live, after an ungodly effort, only to see your health deteriorate because of chronic illness.
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there's something so raw and soul crushing about spending your late childhood+teen years suicidal then growing up and actually wanting to live, after an ungodly effort, only to see your health deteriorate because of chronic illness.
Being neurodivergent and chronically ill is crazy because you already have issues with executive functions and then your body hinders you even more. AND your sensory issues are heightened by the pain you feel.
Uh-oh, coming down with a case of “what-if-a-bunch-of-other-people-experience-these-symptoms-as-bad-as-I-do-but-they-suck-it-up-and-work-anyway-and-I’m-just-being-a-little-bitch”-itis
uhmmm... *condescending tumblr user voice* idk why nobody is talking about this?? but what's the deal with hips hurting when you walk??? i know y'all won't reblog this but that's actually a crime against humanity.
Today i discovered this concept of "Parallel Play". What do you mean people just sit in the room doing their own thing and call it bonding time. How are we bonding?! We are not doing things together. We are in our own little worlds, ignoring each other.
If I'm eating and you're watching TV in the same room. I'm eating and you're watching TV. In the same room. There is no bonding happening???
Why does it feel comforting to others. I just feel stressed. I can't grasp the idea healthy people like spending time around their family in this way.
(ok i understand why logically but emotionally its just not something i ever experienced so its hard for me to grasp)
sometimes you have to take a long hard look in the mirror and say. okay buddy. you stayed up until 2am stressing about shit. you had a nightmare last night. you’re exhausted. don’t expect anything special from yourself today and don’t handle any dangerous goods. sparkle on
sometimes it ain't that deep
I used to tell myself, ‘Maybe they’re going through something.’ But then I realized that I was too, and I never treated anyone that way.
– Jamie Oliveira | from "Erosion"
Unconditional love isn't a free pass to hurt me.
Things i learned as a child that probably no one intended to teach me
To grown-ups, being bad at stuff is a sin. Forgetting stuff is the worst sin of all, and also doesn’t exist - it is widely believed (and your behaviour will be interpreted thusly) that in some Freudian sense, it is impossible to forget things if you care about them or their consequences or the people who care about those things.
Your being happy and enjoying what you do doesn’t matter. All that matters is whether you are Fulfilling Your Potential.
Human beings do not require rest outside of sleep. Thinking that you do is called ‘being lazy’.
Who you show physical affection to is a matter of politeness and social protocol, and has nothing to do with your own desires
It is rude to inform people of your preferences, even if they seem to care about catering to them and therefore might find this useful information.
Etiquette centres around doing things in especially awkward, skilful and time-consuming ways in order to demonstrate superiority over people who aren’t able to keep up.