#idekm

[writerman]

Anyway I did this the other day but didn’t want to share it because well I shared two of the same image previouslyt and I didn’t want anyone to be like ‘is that all he’s done?’

but learning to draw is hard and I have someone to ask for advice but I don’t want to bother them so I am just going at it alone with youtube tutorials aha

anyway

Blue Thran

[pursuerfunkytime]

wait is there a tag for dod askblogs specifically because i feel bad for flooding the main tag

[seekerstopstory]

Oh shit oh shit oh shit oh shit

[spaceykaysee]

howfuck im sposed t fuckin fill all these gaps, mufahkin never easy never enjoyable fuk is dis bullasssshhiiittt

[thepinkguardian]

((Y’all have no idea how badly I want to rp with a tigress

but every single time I find one

they have no interest whatsoever

even though most of them like/watch Steven Universe

and rp with many of my mutuals))

[just-me-just-tia]

So today I have been thrown for a pretty big loop.

I have been trying to get back into therapy largely for my BPII, and because it’s a new organisation they had me sit in a new referral talk and answer loads of questions. Whatever, that’s not new.

So, that was 5/6 weeks ago, I had a phone session today and they want to start fronm scratch because one of the new therapist, who hasn’t even met me, is saying that he feels that my BPII was a misdiagnosis and that he feels I should be diagnosed as post trauma anxiety.

I have been Bipolar since I was around 13/14 and over 11 years I have had to teach myself to not hate myself and learn that my disorder was a thing to love, and now I’m being told no. They were wrong.

I know people say don’t base your identity on your disabilities/sexuality/ect. but my bipolar dianosis is what has made me who I am. One of my closest friends and I met through our bipolar disorder. ANd while it isn’t everything about me, it is a large portion of my adult identity and the fact that a complete stranger has basically made it impossible for me to get my BPII support until someone else re-diagnoses me, like I honestly feel lost. I remember when I was orginally diagnosed and I felt like I was on the top of the world, because I finally had a reason for how I felt and now 11 years later and I am feeling stranded again and, i am scared.

[kaijuux]

sukombu

weak little sister. i made an icon just for you. 

it’s your big brothers foot in your face. 

under my shoe like dirt. right where you belong.

[miranda-the-freckled-iron-horse]

It's hard to express how much I like you, more so, because I don't know?