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āAdorationā by Stephen Sinding (1846-1922)
Glyptoteket Museum in Copenhagen
Exactly
Hi lovelies! On this, the first day of winter, I want to take the opportunity to wish you all the happiest of winter holidays, if you celebrate any. Happy holidays! If not, then I wish you the happiest of meme viewing. Much love to you all!
Adios by Antonio Saura, 1959, Guggenheim Museum
Solomon R. Guggenheim Museum, New York Ā© 2016 Artists Rights Society (ARS), New York / VEGAP, Madrid Medium: Oil on canvas
https://www.guggenheim.org/artwork/3798
Sometimes I say self loathing things to my therapist and he looks at me dead in the eyes before saying āYou fucking moron.ā and tbh same
Me: I think I donāt exist.
Therapist: Listen, you do exist, and if you didnāt, someone would have to create you because the world would be a much sadder place.
Me: Jerome, how dare you saying something so sweet when Iām dissociating.
Me: Honestly, (thing that is totally fucked up for any āsaneā person) is normal, right?
Therapist: No.
Me: Wow.
Therapist: Youāre just a fucked up bitch.
Me: I do agree with the fucked up bitch part.
Therapist: Thatās a start!
Me: I guess heās still my friend?
Therapist: Considering what you told me and how much you wanna beat him to death, heās not. You pretty much hate him despite knowing him for years.
Me:
Me: Why did I need to come here to realize that.
Therapist: Because thatās my job to help you to understand some stuff. Also because youāre way too kind and you would let someone punch you in the guts and still consider them as your friend while they stab you.
Me: I donāt need that kind of call out, Jerome.
Me: Hey, I brought you coffee. And croissants too, but I ate them. *puts Starbucks coffee in front of him*
Therapist: Oh thatās nice!!... Oh my name is on it!!
Me: Yeah!!
Therapist: Itās wholesome but... *very confused and silently*... How do I drink it?
Me, not being able to come to my appointment and having to call him: Iām sorry, itās all my fault, Iām so so so sorr-
Therapist: I dare you to say sorry one more time. I dare you.
Therapist: Hey I wanna show you this super funny image I found the other day.
Me: What-
Therapist: *turns his screen and show me THIS*Ā
Me:Ā
Me: Jerome.
Therapist: You went to the gaypride?
Me: Yeah, I went.
Therapist: Was it something you enjoyed?
Me: Mh. Yeah. Sorta.
Therapist: Did you see some bears?
Me:
Me: Jerome wh-
Therapist: Thatās the only term I know outside of the LGTB one, I wanted to use it.Ā
Therapist: Are you sure youāre not becoming roommate with (name) because of pity? Kinda sacrificing yourself?
Me: No, I want it!!
Therapist: Finally, youāre not forcing yourself for the others! And youāre doing something you want! Iām proud of you!
Me: Youāre more of a dad than my own father.
Therapist: Thatās not very hard.
Me: I always wondered, are you queer?
Therapist: I am not.
Me: Ooh.
Therapist: Or am I?
Me: Ooh!
As an update, Jerome gave my appointment to someoneās else today so we were both in the waiting room, confused and he walked in, patted my head and said sorry but honestly it was hilarious.
The secretary came to tell me that Jerome actually forgot to write me down on the appointment list.
This is a 100% normal situation with Jerome as my Therapist.
As an addition, more than half of my friends want Jerome to adopt me and refer to him as āTherapist dadā.
Heās aware of it and think itās hilarious.
Me, after complaining for the 25 times about my birth father: Idk if you noticed, but Iām full of anger against him.
Therapist: Oh, really, I never noticed.Ā You know, you should turn that anger intoĀ indifference. It would help you.
Me: Unholy gods, I wish it was me.
Therapist: You know, people will still love you even if you donāt offer them things all the time. You donāt have to do that.
Me: What??
Therapist: Why donāt you send a mail to your psychiatrist when you have a bad mood swing?
Me: Like what? āHey JoĆ«l wassup, Iāve been very suicidal lately last night I wanted to die. Hope you have rad vacations and the weed is good save some good kush for me, kissy kissy.ā ?
Therapist: Exactly.
Me: Youāre as bad as me with human interactions Jerome, yāknow.
Me, heavily dissociating: I donāt exist-
Therapist: Can I touch you to prove you that you do?
Me: Dinner first.
Therapist:
Therapist: Damien, you moron.
Therapist: You need vacations.
Me: Iām broke.
Therapist: Oh yeah.
Therapist: You still need vacations tho.
Me: Jerome, I am still broke.
Me, by text: Hey, you just walk by me!
Therapist, by text: Oh sorry. I didnāt see you.
Therapist, by text: Wait. Were you at the tattoo shop?
Me, by text, totally at the tattoo shop: You have no proof.
For a bit of context here: Around two months ago I went to a friendās who happened the live on the same street as Jerome, which I didnāt know. He was really surprised to see me and came to check on me, asking me why I was here with a bit of concern on his voice. And this take place earlier this month:
Therapist: So your friend lives in the same street than I?
Me: Yes. Townās short I guess.
Therapist: Were you really going to your friend...?
Me: Yes?? Why else would I be here?
Therapist: A lot of drug deals happen in this street and I see often teenagers and young adults coming and buy stuffs. I was a bit worried for you.
Me, at 2pm: Iām sorry Iām going to be late!
Therapist: Your appointment was this morning at 11:30am, Damien.
Me:
Me: What.
Jerome is still not aware of his fame and idk how to announce him.
Therapist; Whatās up with you and wanting domestic rats.
Me: Iām gonna get a rat and call him Jerome just to piss you off.
Therapist:
Therapist: How dare you.
Therapist: Weed doesnāt do much on me and I must admit Iām kinda disappointed.
Me:
Therapist: Do you smoke?
Me: Jerome.
On hard days I wonder how Jerome is doing
Heās doing fine, last time he shown me his fav pic of a red panda which is this one
I FOUND IT I FOUND IT I FUCKING FOUND IT AAAAAAAH YOU HAVE NO IDEA HOW HAPPY THIS MADE ME FEEL
Itās really amazing how happy people get when they find this post omg
Always reblog Jerome.
Is he now aware of his fame?
After months, he is, and he just told me āHaha, this is funny. Iām happy itās helping people!ā
I think he doesnāt realize that heās known *worldwide*
The orbit of Jupiter protects the Earth from asteroids.
Thanx Jupiter, much appreciated!
The total area of solar panels it would take to power the world, Europe, and Germany
āIn just six hours, the worldās deserts receive more energy from the sun than humankind consumes in a year. (x)
I donāt care how many times I see this I will always reblog it
Stop spending money on war and lies and start spending it on ways to make this planet better.
I saw someoneās argument against trying to stop global warming and it was literally āWhat if global warming is fake and we make the world a better place for no reason?ā
I knew that my contry was hot ⦠but not that much
Me when I crawl through the thick underbrush of the local woods and come across a live unexploded landmine
What the fuck sort of life do you live
i live in europe
ok guys letās go to sleep now
all together
me and da mutuals
this is the book where madelines appendix burst you insensitive bastard
I was a Mormon missionary and this is TEA. I wish I could go back and show this to my poor naive 18yo self
France-Based Photographer Stefan Draschan Spends an Eternity Waiting For Museum Visitors To Match Artworks And The Result Is Worth The Wait.
Iām reading this thing about how farmers in Japan considered thunderstorms to be good luck because theyād make more mushrooms grow so some Japanese scientists created this lil electrical machine that they wheeled through the forest administering shocks to the ground to simulate lightning strikes and the areas that they shocked yielded twice as many mushrooms as unshocked plots of land ā”ļøš
https://blog.mycology.cornell.edu/2013/01/20/zap-lightning-gods-and-mushrooms/
the fact that we reached a point where we can simulate fake storms to make little buddies grow twice as much is like magic but slightly to the left and just down right delightful
People always gloss over how mentally damaging it can be to work in retail. I fucking hate that whenever I say āI could never work in retail againā someone has to reply āYou snowflake millennials canāt take a starter job because you have to INTERACT with other peopleā No. Fuck you. Iāve worked as a planetarium host. Iāve worked as a public speaker. Iāve worked as a tutor and as a student teacher. I can work with people. I can work with crowds. Retail was fucking different. Retail was being treated as a subhuman. Retail was being treated so poorly that you have anxiety attacks before work. Having to work retail was a factor in my last suicide attempt. If I hear you say one fucking word about retail workers playing the victim I will personally break every bone in your body. Fuck You.
The holidays are coming up. Retail workers are going to be spiraling into a nightmare beyond human comprehension. If youāve worked retail, you know this. If you havenāt, be aware of it. Please be kind to every retail worker you come across. Please be patient and understanding. It is misery out there.
Update:
My health has taken an aggressive decline.
Iāve been at the cancer center getting bloodwork and tests done to try and just figure what the fuck is going on. My body is shutting down and is basically eating itself and running on nothing. I have muscle loss and major weight loss (15 pounds in one month) severe memory loss, fatigue, my organs are randomly shutting down from reactions, and more scary ass shit. My immune system has always been compromised but itās more aggressively and consistently effecting me.
I look like a ghost of myself and I feel like a ghost of myself,
I truly feel like Iām on a timeline for my life. Iām scared. Iām going through this alone.
Iām non stop seeing specialists (that I canāt afford) but itās either that, or die.
Iām not doing well
My flare ups are extremely painful and unbearable. My joints swell up to the point that my skin splits. I get severe eczema on my face, hands, and neck whenever I get stressed to the point that it scars. If I get cuts or wounds they wonāt heal or it takes months and months. I have LISTS of symptoms that are effecting me and debilitating. This has been happening for a year and half and has only gotten more aggressive with time. My flare ups are weekly now, not every other month. Itās exhausting, scary, painful, and hurtful. Itās isolating and depressing. Trust me ID RATHER BE LIVING MY LIFE and NOT stuck to my bed.
I donāt know what else to say. Or to show. This is embarrassing and I feel gross. My shoulders are bigger than my arms, itās hard to even walk up stairs somedays. Iām the weakest Iāve ever been.
I do not have control over whatās happening to my body. So here it is.
I HAVE FOUR MAJOR APPOINTMENTS THIS MONTH, AND NO MONEY FOR RENT OR TRANSPORTATION/BILLS, PLEASE HELP MEā¼ļø
I just had my appointment with my disability lawyer and he said itāll take a year, if weāre lucky. I have nothing. PLEASE BOOST MY GOFUNDME AND MY LINKSā¼ļøā¼ļø THIS IS MY ONLY SOURCE OF SURVIVAL
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Kailey Babcock Medical emergency, in desperate need of treatment! Hello, my name is Yves, Iām a young, trans individual who recently moved t
IF YOUD LIKE TO IMMEDIATELY/DIRECTLY HELP ME WITH MED COSTS OR FOOD ID APPRECIATE IT MORE THAN YOU KNOW! THANK YOU SO MUCH!!!
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Of Power and Time, Mary Oliver / Liana Finck for the New Yorker
excerpt from I Will Be Leaving the Party Early by oumaima
iām in the business of misery letās take it from the top sheās got a body like an hour glass itās ticking like a clock