#adviceorsomething

[skeletondirection-blog]

hello! we're an advice blog run by three girls, and we want to help people who seek advice about anything! could you maybe tell your followers about us? :) xx

sure :)

[adviceorsomething]

There's really no asks for me to answer right now,

and Cleveland is trying to find time to answer the one that's still there (we haven't forgotten you, don't worry. We just have a bit of a tight schedule sometimes.)

But now would be a great time to send in some asks : )

~Cheshire xx

[adviceorsomething]

Hello, lovelies!

Now would be a nice time to send in some questions :)

~Cheshire xx

[adviceorsomething]

So we're trying to figure out how to answer a question or two left in our inbox, but in the mean time, I really want to share an excerpt from a book I'm reading that really inspired me. 

I'm doing this without even mentioning it to London and Cheshire so hopefully they don't mind. xD 

I also don't think this'll become normal or anything like that. As far as I know this'll be just a one-time thing, but I feel this is helpful, as it helped my brother, my close friend, and myself. 

The reason I want to share it is because this passage, along with the entire book, has helped me in my own life and I feel like it could help others. 

I feel like this book has really helped me a lot and I encourage everyone to read it. It's called The Alchemist, written by Paulo Coelho.

I hope this helps you as much as it helped me. If it does, you should definitely read the entire book. 

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[PAGES 30-32 of The Alchemist by Paulo Coelho]

"A certain shopkeeper sent his son to learn about the secret if happiness from the wisest man in the world. The lad wandered through the desert for forty days, and finally came upon a beautiful castle, high atop a mountain. It was there that the wise man lived. 

"Rather than finding a saintly man, though, our hero, on entering the main room of the castle, saw a hive of activity: tradesmen came and went, people were conversing in the corners, a small orchestra was playing soft music, and there was a table covered with platters of the most delicious food in that part of the world. The wise man conversed with everyone and the boy had to wait for two hours before it was his turn to be given the man's attention. 

"The wise man listened attentively to the boy's explanation of why he had come, but told him that he didn't have time just then to explain the secret of happiness. He suggested that the boy look around the palace and return in two hours. 

"'Meanwhile, I want to ask you to do something,' said the wise man, handing the boy a teaspoon that held two drops of oil. 'As you wander around, carry this spoon with you without allowing the oil to spill.' 

"The boy began climbing and descending the many stairways of the palace, keeping his eyes fixed on the spoon. After two hours, he returned to the room where the wise man was. 

"'Well,' asked the wise man, 'did you see the Persian tapestries that are hanging in my dining hall? Did you see the garden that it took the master gardener ten years to create? Did you notice the beautiful parchments in my library?' 

"The boy was embarrassed, and confessed that he had observed nothing. His only concern had been not to spill the oil that the wise man had entrusted to him. 

"'Then go back and observe the marvels of my world,' said the wise man. 'You cannot trust a man if you don't know his house.' 

"Relieved, the boy picked up the spoon and returned to his exploration of the palace, this time observing all of the works of art on the ceilings and the walls. He saw the gardens, the mountains all around him, the beauty of the flowers, and the taste with which everything had been selected. Upon returning to the wise man, he related in detail everything he had seen. 

"'But where are the drops of oil I entrusted to you?' asked the wise man. 

"Looking down at the spoon he held, the boy saw that the oil was gone. 

"'Well, there is only one piece of advice I can give you,' said the wisest of wise men. 'The secret of happiness is to see all the marvels of the world, and never to forget the drops of oil on the spoon.'" 

The shepherd said nothing. He had understood the story the old kind had told him. A shepherd may like to travel, but he should never forget about his sheep. 

The old man looked at the boy and, with his hands held together, made several strange gestures over the boy's head. Then, taking his sheep, he walked away. 

[adviceorsomething]

Hi loves!

There's currently 2-3 messages in our ask, none of which I actually have an answer to. But I'm bored out of my mind, I just need something to pass the time, and I love talking to you guys.

So does anyone have a problem they want to talk about?

I'm here, and I reckon I will be for a couple of hours...

~Cheshire xx

[rhythmreborn]

Hi! We're a new advice blog and we'd love for people to give us some questions, so would you mind telling your followers about us? <3 Thank you :)

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[adviceorsomething]

Obligatory Introductory Post

Hi, all! This is London. Welcome to our advice blog! I'll be posting in italic, Cheshire will be posting in bold and Cleveland will be posting normally. If you guys have a problem and you feel like you can't tell anyone, or you just want our opinion, just leave us an ask and we'll get back to you :3 I'm into a lot of stuff, but I'm pretty much nocturnal and I love reading. I've had experience with depression and rape - although I've never actually been through either and have dealt with a lot of oppressive situations.

Hey guys, it's Cheshire! Genuine dork, and a bit of a philosopher. I have experience with social anxiety, depression and anxiety in general. Cancer and bipolarity runs in the family. Writer, reader, night owl. 

I'm a bit awkward so please excuse the awkwardness of this introductory post. You can call me Cleveland. I'm pretty average. Not really. I'm actually really... not... average, actually I don't even know what I am. Anyways, I've got severe ADHD, I've been through abusive relationships, I've been cheated on, I've been friendless, I used to be suicidal and depressed, and I've dealt with more deaths than I can count on my two hands. I'm really into music, writing, filming, and just... being, I guess? And I love you, in case you didn't know. Are we there yet, to the point where I can love you openly? If we weren't we are now. 

[skeletondirection-blog]

Hi! We're a new advice blog and we'd love for people to give us some questions, so would you mind telling your followers about us? <3 Thank you :)

Sounds like fun. Guyssssss. Go ask them questions