The characters in my head make better bf's than my irl bf...
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The characters in my head make better bf's than my irl bf...
I feel like a total loser because my younger sister (by 4 years) is graduating college with a BS in a few weeks and I’m still working on mine.
And I feel really shitty for being jealous so I have to hide it... uhg.
I'll be over at my other blog most of the time now if anyone wants to follow me there. It's @stabbie I'll be posting the same stuff I do on this blog and some other things as well.
To make myself feel better earlier I drew a super rough sketch of an idea I had a few days ago for the devotional book. When I drive to Richmond to go to the shop I'll usually invite Set the share my water and toast with nutella and chill while I drive (yes I eat and drive).
Mini-rant ahead
I had hoped I wouldn’t have to deal with doubt in my faith and the Netjeru again but here I am.
After seeing some posts floating around I’ve started doubting my own feelings, thoughts and experiences. Mostly my thoughts and feelings surrounding the Netjer I venerate.
I worry it’s all in my head. I worry that I’m not a good enough devotee. I worry I don’t do enough devotional work for them to give two shits about me. I worry my upg is just my mind making shit up.
I keep thinking “what about me would even catch Their interest”, “why would They even bother”, “I’m not good enough or interesting enough for Them to invest in”.
“Who the fuck am I kidding.”
Just, uhg.
As Djehuty once told me during good-clearance godphone conversations, no one can be unvorthy of the love of the Netjeru. Really, you are worthy. We all are. Even the people who don’t worship the Netjeru, but just live their own lives trying to do the good things.
They can develop more close relationships with some devotees than with the others. All relationships are individual and can be different. But really, we can’t measure Their love with human numbers.
Thank you. And thank you @outcasted-animal and @satsekhem for your replies too. I guess I’ve always struggled with seeing my own self-worth and trying to like myself. Not to mention I’ve been so focused on school that I haven’t done anything for myself or sat in front of my altar or anything.
I think I’ll work on doing more self-care, which means relaxing with crafts for me, to help my mental state. Thanks guys. :3
Mini-rant ahead
I had hoped I wouldn't have to deal with doubt in my faith and the Netjeru again but here I am. After seeing some posts floating around I've started doubting my own feelings, thoughts and experiences. Mostly my thoughts and feelings surrounding the Netjer I venerate. I worry it's all in my head. I worry that I'm not a good enough devotee. I worry I don't do enough devotional work for them to give two shits about me. I worry my upg is just my mind making shit up. I keep thinking "what about me would even catch Their interest", "why would They even bother", "I'm not good enough or interesting enough for Them to invest in". "Who the fuck am I kidding." Just, uhg.
"This self expression crap is getting ridiculous" (in reference to my piercings and shaved nape)
"Don't wear those shoes out here, I don't want people thinking I'm dating a kid." (because my skate shoes are multicolored.. I like colors...)
The condescension…
I’ve had my OCs in my head a lot, A LOT, lately so I drew Brock.. :P
Shameless rebloob of my OC I posted on my other blog... because...
I always find it interesting the types of characters I have living in my head when they say that your OCs are an extension of yourself in some way. I wonder what that says about me.. P:
the hero we deserve.
They missing a sure fine plastic bag vest :B
shit u right
Yoooo best yet :3
the hero we deserve.
They missing a sure fine plastic bag vest :B
When a fictional character makes you wish they were boyfriend instead of the one you got...
that feel when you know that Aidan Turner as Philip Lombard is gonna fuck your whole entire life up and you’re just waiting
Aidan Turner as Philip Lombard in And Then There Were None (2015)
Time to internalize another breakdown...
do you ever get confused about where your mental illness ends and where you being a piece of shit begins ?? like am i just being difficult or can i really not do that