Sapphire

She/Her

[depsidase]

[depsidase]

[thatsbelievable]

[thatsbelievable]

[thatsbelievable]

[yellow-cat]

actually hate that the bodys response to anything is nausea. ate too much? nauseous. ate too little? nauseous. an imaginary threat got you scared? be nauseous. on your period? you guessed it. sawed into your hand and need to go to the emergency room? perhaps throwing up into your open wound will be of help

[depsidase]

[powerburial]

what's the matter honey? you've hardly touched your fleeting experience of time on earth

[sapphicsapphiresunset]

Its 1797.

Your name is Thomas Spence.

You hate landlords.

You write a political pamphlet called "The Rights of Infants", outlining universal basic income and posed as an argument between the Aristocracy and Women.

Absolutely tickled me how done she was.

[ocdtalkings]

having moral OCD while being online is hell so here's a reminder that internet hates nuance and none of the people sharing their "takes" know you personally. you're an individual with your own story and feelings that random strangers can't label. you're not evil or disgusting. the lion does not concern himself with those participating in moral olympics

[thecosmicclover]

The best way I can think of to explain OCD is that you have a decades-strong hive of brain termites. Once you understand you have a termite problem, you understand they’re everywhere in the house and they’ve infested *everything*—even other mental health challenges. Daily rituals and beliefs you’ve done for years? Brain termites. Autism making you want to get a good grade in friendship? You’ve got brain termites about it telling you you’re satan when you fail. An unexploded trauma ordinance? You can’t use bomb defusing techniques, the bomb is covered in motherfucking termites and you need to fumigate them first. Your most valuable friendships, your most strongly held beliefs, your deepest fears and regrets, you keep pulling down the walls and there’s more. Goddamn. Brain termites. And until you burn them all out you won’t get better (oh, but remember not to get brain termites about hunting for brain termites).

[cicada-swarm]

wild having moral OCD while also believing in the inherent goodness of humanity/the necessity for restorative justice, because it’s like: yeah, people are a product of their circumstances. very rarely is anyone truly incapable of change and there’s no such thing as a person who is fundamentally evil. except for me of course.

[natalieironside]

Due to my weird childhood and my weird brain, I have this very unhelpful compulsion to conceal Everything I do from Everyone. I Cannot be observed performing any action, no matter how mundane. My nervous system is convinced I'm gonna, like, Get In Trouble for eating food at dinnertime or sleeping in my bed at bedtime.

I've taken to asking myself, "Okay does this task actually require subterfuge or am I stealing a balloon on Free Balloon Day"

[natalieironside]

I see from the notes that we're all havin a normal one 👍

[natalieironside]

#i cannot be listening to music or watching tv in my own home!!

If anyone sees me reading a book they will hunt me for sport

[shadowgremlin]

My wife’s idea of decompressing after the busy holiday was to rearrange every piece of furniture in our home is this an ADHD thing or just a her thing

I’m not complaining the way she’s done it is much better than it was it’s just like how is this your idea of a relaxing weekend

[kaity--did]

Listen I don't get to decide when the drunk elf that is my executive actually does the functioning but when he does we have a SMALL WINDOW OF TIME before he finds the schnapps again and we're done

[honeysbunchesofoats]

[kaity--did]

yes this exactly

[luminouspica]

So to me, there are spoons (general energy cost) and carnival tickets (specific energy cost).

Spoons can be used pretty much anywhere.

Carnival tickets are only good for the carnival, and it’s only in town for a limited amount of time.

So like, if I get “kitchen cleaning” carnival tickets, I can’t use that to clean my bedroom, that’s not where the carnival is.

[thatsbelievable]

[sunshinetomorrow]

hey there, you've arrived at a Tumblr checkpoint!

are you thirty? have a sip!

are you hungry? have a spack!

have you been snitting in the sale proclation? mack your tabbers!.

are you stick? purt your indies!

do you need to prot a buntle? go! now!

are you tired? break your togs!

do a quick snat of your vitals. are you fond? do you need to reduct your plandles? if you have a trick, tog it. if you need to sitch, go so.

are you grod or too trinking? if you need to break off a grint or mend the bontle, go to that now!

I hope this helps! and I hope your tunderfal day :-)

[inthefallofasparrow]

Actually, 'Zelda' is the name of the princess. The guy who runs around smashing everyone's pots is just called 'Zelda's monster'.