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Self soothing looks like seeing something that makes you anxious and feel like shit and telling yourself that it’s ok. Telling yourself things that justify your right to exist, to be perfect, to make mistakes, to walk away when you’re scared, to walk away instead of endure, to choose not lying to yourself anymore that you’re ok. To let yourself be hurt too, even if you may have catalyzed the hurt. To let yourself play a pattern of avoidance instead of the pattern of people pleasing.
You’re restarting therapy next week.
It’s important to me to feel objective. To feel like I’m justified in my actions and feelings before I let myself feel them. To know that I did my best and that it was at a societally acceptable standard.
But it’s gotten better, where I’ve learned that’s even more important to just let myself feel. To choose to love myself and tell myself the things that I would have told any other friend who was being hard on themselves.
That you are a whole person. That there is a reason. That you are a good person most of the time and that what you went through was deeply painful and hurtful. That you were justified in your reaction even if it wasn’t the most diplomatic. That even though you walked away it doesn’t mean you didn’t love them any less than you did. It doesn’t mean that you are a liar and don’t know how to be a good friend. You constantly prove that with other relationships, even if it feels like the other shoe is about to drop. You work so hard running away from your own shadow. You are allowed to fail sometimes. You are allowed to crack and say that you’ve had enough.
This is me trying to self soothe right now at one in the morning.
I engage so easily with people but I wish I wouldn’t. I wish I wouldn’t because I never want to be in a position where people expect things of me or want things of me. I don’t want to disappoint people again. I am so deeply scared of this.
And yet as I write this out to self soothe I feel the other side of me that has learned how to stop hating herself, to stop ideating self harm after everything that happened three years ago. I feel her tell me that we are stronger than yesterday. That we can feel this all and simply let it go.
All this, pouring out after one moment of eye contact and a turned back.
I am afraid of you Jessica. I’ve been afraid of who I became around all of you. I’m afraid of how unknown and unseen I had been. How much I had silenced myself and how hurt I was by everything went down. I am still hurt. And this is all good enough reasons to stay away. To not be kind. To not engage. To be nothing more than strangers.
Rip to the phrase “Haters will say it’s photoshop”
honey is the only food product that never spoils. there are pots of honey that are over five thousand years old and still completely edible
i also want to point out we know it tastes the same even after thousands of years b/c archaeologists who discovered two thousand year old honey tasted it. presumably right after they looked at each other and went “what the hell here goes nothing”
I’m pretty sure they also identify human remains by taste. Archaeologists are straight up freaks.
No, no no… you identify bone from rock or other substances by touching it to your tongue. If it sticks, it’s bone. The taste itself has nothing to do with it. And most archaeologists won’t lick human bones if they know they’re human.
…and I realize that doesn’t actually do much to prove archaeologists aren’t freaks.
mai nam is jane and wen i dig i fynde some roks both smol and big i put my tung upon the stone for science yes i lik the bone
I’m sitting with a bunch of archaeologists and we just laughed so hard we CRIED we’re getting tshirts with this on them
I will never ever get tired of seeing bredlik poems. It is really one of the seminal art forms of the century. I am not being sarcastic.
If I ever don’t reblog this, assume I’m dead and archaeologists are licking my bones.
T’Pel redesign because I’m tired of all these damn bowl cuts (inspired by the snazzy up-dos from amok time)
trip and t'pol's relationship was unhinged actually. wdym they spent a year feeling each other up every night all because trip had insomnia. wdym they met their lovechild from an alternate future and he inherited his mom's ears and his dad's penchant for melodrama. wdym they banged and t'pol played it off as "an experiment" but they accidentally bonded so hard they became mates and started appearing in each other's daydreams. wdym trip's clone spilled the beans about trip's feelings to t'pol and admitted she was all he could think about. wdym trip was t'pol's only guest when she went home for her sham forced marriage and their love was so obvious that t'pol's mother spotted it instantly. wdym their love was so renowned that a xenophobic hate group used their DNA to create a secret love child in order to prove to humanity that interspecies relationships were wrong. WILD
you guys are so right, I should have added the best part
This meme ages like a fine wine every year that passes.
I wish we could've seen more of original Clea and Verso's relationship, and while we don't directly get any crumbs (Sandfall you greedy little bunch j/), I think we actually get a glimpse of how they might've been through Esquie and Francois.
Our favourite giant marshmallow and moody local turtle can both represent Verso and Clea.
I have a hunch that those two were the closest of all family members, they grew up together, played together, created the whole canvas together.
It's like when Esquie tells us Francois used to sing and play and go on many adventures with them. Until Clea grew up and her responsibilities and interests grew with her. She'd have retreated into her shell (like a turtle would).
I can picture her kicking Verso out whenever he invited her to play (older sibling things yk?), portraying herself as cold and as sturdy as a rock, while deep downs she's still just a softie (who wants to see the art of the world, collect fables, and have... fun).
It's a parallel to how Francois yells at Esquie to leave him alone, to stay on his side of the caves, only to then cry his little heart out when he sees the mini FranFran and Clea rock.
And all the while Esquie (and probably Verso with Clea) doesn't really take it to heart. He quotes, "Francois is just sad." He understands that this hard exterior is because their's a pain inside.
Verso would have 100% seen Clea in that same light. For us, as players, when we first meet her, we see her as harsh, cold. If Verso was sitting with us and heard us say that, he'd definitely just smile sadly and say the same thing Esquie said about Francois. "She's just carrying a lot."
And I actually believe that Clea loved Verso more and valued his sacrifice more than anyone else in the family did. But that's an analysis for some other time. (Maybe.)
UGHHH THE DESSENDRE SIBLINGS YOU WILL BE THE DEATH OF ME
someone from 1997 wished me good luck. it’s like someone from so many years back knows your struggles and i just, i think i’m gonna cry
reblogging for luck from friend in 1997
Star Trek E33 crossover where E33 is just about someone with holodeck addiction
care for a snuggle?
expedition 33 is a game about what would happen if you died and your family went insane fighting over your minecraft world you made when you were 12
Old doodle from a few months back. I like to imagine she's a bit like a wounded animal about her own exhaustion and doesn't let it show as an act of self-preservation, so it's fun to imagine her body breaking down a little bit every time there is no-one to perceive it happening
I am so grateful for tumblr and women in fandom because YouTube is just full of men analyzing Clea and calling her a cold hearted egotistical bitch when she’s just an eldest daughter
hate that I was understanding when I should’ve just been a cunt