Slek

Ancient Lizard Brain in Practice

[autistobrat]

I am experiencing peace.... peace of shit....

[traumasurvivors]

“It’s okay if you thought you were over it but it hits you all over again.

It’s okay to fall apart even after you had it under control.

You are not weak. Healing is messy. And there is no timeline for healing.”

[teaboot]

I call it “soft queerphobia”. It’s when you come out to your family and they don’t reject you OR encourage you, they just forget every few months again. I have come out to my father nine times

[outmyway]

at war with myseIf because I know I can do better.

[thisshitaintnothintomeman]

just found out i can enter buildings without asking if i just drive my maserati through the front door. weve never been so back

[orcboxer]

got a crick in my neck and a frog in my throat and a chip on my shoulder and a stick up my ass and now you're gonna stand there puttin words in my mouth? haven't I been through enough?

[bobhasalasergun]

“Free will is a funny old thing, isn’t it John?”

This is quite old cause I sat on it for ages without posting it but I still like it a lot so here is marionette Jon

There are Many Easter eggs of various difficulties in this for anyone with the time to find any so lemme know if you do :)

[love-me-like-a-reptile]

[mayonezli]

"I remember you said you like this, so I got it for you"

[sawed-on-shotgun]

outdoor cat owners are so so so frustrating sometimes. like they are GOING to get killed, either by a car, an animal or a person, and in the time before they do that, they're gonna be killing a bunch of wildlife, but yeah, its perfectly fine and not at all neglectful and irresponsible because 'its an animal that needs to have enrichment and run around, itd be depressed if i kept it inside' dont get a cat then? if you cant take care of an animal, dont get that animal? if you really are so adamant about it needing to go outside, then supervise it while it does! get a leash and a harness! because if you dont theres just gonna be one morning where you see them for the last time and youre not gonna know when that is!!

[lesvegas]

commenting under art of a thin character "oh they look like they give the most dogshit hugs. like being embraced by a wet skeleton"

[nociceptrix]

you can have bpd with all of the benefits and none of the drawbacks if you're really good at it. its called beast mode.

[susitseart]

Déjà vu.

This has happened before.

This what you do to me. This what I let happen to me.

Over and over again.

Because this is love, isn't it?

We can become so very important to each other. We to someone else. Someone else to us. So important that the other becomes the only one for us. The only one we want to keep forever.

There is nothing stronger or more beautiful than this. Not in our eyes, for whom love is everything.

That is why a chain forms between us. A chain to bind us together with love. That unites us with one common heart.

This chain we free beings choose to wear. If it only means that we get to be together with the one we love.

But what if one day the chain becomes very heavy to bear? When the other end of the chain becomes angry. When that other, who is so dear to us, chooses to hurt us.

Who cares? Mistakes happen.

For however, that other apologizes to us. Tells us they didn't mean it.

We know that. We know, because everyone makes mistakes. We may cry, discuss and make promises. That's why we say everything is okay.

What does this one time matter?

Or second time.

The third time.

The fourth time.

Who cares how many times we are hurt.

After all, our loved one apologizes to us. After all, there's this chain between us.

A sign that we love each other.

But even if we, blinded by love, can't see it, that love between us gets tarnished. Tarnished and rotten. Every time we are hurt. Because beyond our blindness, there is still this part of ourselves that loves ourselves. Part that knows that in this life, we ​​deserve only the best. Not pain disguised as love.

The love between us is tarnished. Crumbling. Until, hopefully, it breaks.

It must break. Before it's too late.

But all this pain for nothing. If only we had known that the chain doesn’t have to get tarnished and rotten first. It doesn't, because the chain can be broken at any time we want. Any time. When we are no longer good for each other.

It may be the scariest thing we ever do. But the chain can be broken.

So don’t let déjà vu happen to you.

Don’t.

Is déjà vu real to you?

[shamebats]

Gendered parenting is so weird. As a little kid I was a total daddy's girl, I was told I would always try to sneak into the garage, I was always very interested in everything he was doing and would follow him around while he was working, but while my family was never the type to outright say "you can't do that because you're a girl", they simply didn't entertain the idea that I could possibly be interested in cars. Then when my little brother was born, it was just assumed he would become a mechanic like our dad because he was a boy. Even though he, unlike me, didn't like being in the garage much and wasn't all that interested in what dad was doing. Once he got to a certain age, dad started making him help and would drag him away from his actual interests for it, which lead to a lot of arguing and not much actual learning.

Gendered expectations sort of create doubles of children. There's the real child with their actual personality, interests and behaviors, and then there's the Gender Child.

My real brother hated soccer and team sports. The Gender Child that existed only the minds of the adults in his life needed to play soccer because that's what a Boy Child does.

Growing up, I always felt like adults didn't actually know me as a person and they weren't interested in getting to know me. Because they felt they'd already learned everything there was to know about me when they were told "it's a girl".

When I talk about how I never got gifts I actually liked from my relatives (to this day I still don't like getting gifts that aren't something I picked out myself), it isn't actually about the gifts themselves. I don't even remember them. What I do remember is the feeling of being given gifts that were seemingly not bought with the real me in mind. They were for the Girl Child™️ version of me. The me that adults wanted me to be, not who I actually was.

[redstonedust]

happy pride month to everyone who cant pick a consistent label. we may not know what flags we're waving at the pride parade but we're at the party anyways babey.

[valtsv]

i hate it when people ask me to "explain my thought process" like hell if i know

[valtsv]

"what's going on in that head of yours?" nothing i want to be a part of

[epiales06]

The only reason why transphobes always ask “what is a woman” instead of “what is a man” is because we all know that a man is a featherless biped.

[epiales06]

It’s 2023, women can have as many legs and feathers as they want- get with the times.

[hux-loves-him]

Behold! A woman!