sns fans who hate sakura are so toxic like who hurt you (other than kishimoto) it’s just an anime character?? my face reading the vitriol is 🥴
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sns fans who hate sakura are so toxic like who hurt you (other than kishimoto) it’s just an anime character?? my face reading the vitriol is 🥴
How do i mantain an independant sense of self when i haven't seen any familiar face but my bfs (whom i live with) in 3 months and I can't pursue any of my personal interests under lockdown. I feel like i'm being absorbed into me&bf rather than me.
I heard this talk once from a guy who works with people who’re dying and/or really sick. And he said this is an issue that comes up time and again: how do I feel myself when I can no longer [do the thing that defined me as myself]? And he was very poetic about it, I wish I could give you his exact answer, but basically the thing was, you slowly realize who you are goes much deeper than you think. You are not yourself because you go to the gym three times a week, you remember how to cook your late aunt’s goulash from scratch, you can eat without help, you can stand up on your own. When your world shrinks, you have to learn that you are still yourself even without all that stuff. And if you can learn this before your world shrinks for good, you’ll be a lot better off and happier with yourself and your life.
So I’m sorry if this sounds ominous, it must be the wine. I guess what I’m saying is, 1) congrats for sustaining your relationship throughout this horrific situation and 2) I’m sorry you had to give up things you really liked and 3) try to see the good side of being closer to your boyfriend (maybe you learned something new about him, or you can decide to find a new hobby together?) and 4) I’d say try to carve out your own space to do something on your own to push back against that feeling - even going for a walk or a run or listening to your own private audiobook/music as you wash the dishes or stare into space can be a good thing, not to mention chatting on the phone with someone you knew before your boyfriend and can remember funny pre-boyfriend or non-boyfriend memories with you and 5) talk to him if you think you guys are turning into something that you don’t like and finally 6) all that death-talk of the first paragraph: wiser people would say your personal interests are not what actually defines you, so you’re still your own beautiful & intact person without them and you get to enjoy that person and discover that person? I hope this makes sense.
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i feel like shit.