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Six days until my birthday!
GUESS WHO HAS A GIRLFRIEND BESTIESSSSS🥳🥳
CAS DAY
Being that most of my days in sims are in CAS I just wanted to play around with this shadow effect from @joshseoh & I had it for a while & just never used it…just adds a extra umph 🤌🏽
never forget that the knights stopped albedo from inventing the fridge
O.K PAUSE
This is my Fran Bow drawing from 7th grade (last year)
And I am going to re-draw her and Reblog this post when I'm done!
i can do nothing but laugh
"Sorry, mate, we liked you before, but now you're being you, the real you. It's not good."
"Even if it's just because it got to a point where they were not prepared to deal with you, the real you, right? Just the fake you. Even though that's completely…unacceptable, it's a daily occurrence."
from this video by Orion Kelly
I've never felt more seen, heard, and validated.
I live in a hellscape mental healthcare desert, and I have never heard such a brilliant resonance with my lived experience than when I started watching Orion Kelly.
The past month has been so incredibly stressful and lonely... I NEED to get that formal diagnosis. It's the only way I'll ever have any small , public validation that I have real problems with sensory overload, that I have to mask more often than I feel is even ethical, and that I have trouble communicating sometimes, and make mistakes doing that -- completely by accident.
It's the same, tired old story: I think I'm being nice and that everything's fine. Then something is very wrong. It doesn't go wrong, it already is. And I never knew, I never suspected that it was even a thing...until learning it suddenly, and starting the cycle of hating myself enormously and wondering what is wrong with me all over again.
And this happens because it was...apparently the cool thing to do to just...not tell me anything was wrong in the first place?
My brain is different. It's always been different, from the time I was little. Everyone learned very quickly that I was odd.
I guess it was Autism.