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Does anyone give a shit when I actually make posts instead of reblog something? I feel like no one really does and makes me wonder why I save all these screenshots.
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Does anyone give a shit?
Does anyone give a shit when I actually make posts instead of reblog something? I feel like no one really does and makes me wonder why I save all these screenshots.
Noise is overrated. There’s no reason to blast music in a crowded restaurant or turn the sound up so high during a movie that everyone has to shout to be heard. Sound should not make your ears and brain hurt. Sound can be subtle. Sound does not need to be present everywhere, all the time. Silence can be a thing of beauty.
😩 I have NEVER had a headache as painful as the one I’ve had today! It’s not a dehydration headache, or caffeine withdrawal headache as I’ve had 2 litres of water and 2 cups of tea today….I’ve been at my brothers house because my car is FINALLY getting fixed (I have to pick it up tomorrow 😒) and at one point I was crying with how much pain I was in 😭😭 hopefully I can get a good nights sleep tonight if I take some painkillers..
I’ve been told my ‘over positivity’ is annoying an I need to get realistic.
First off, My own view on the world has nothing to do with yours. This is how I choose to cope an deal with how the world is. I use to be extremely depressed an I use to look at the world negatively. I use to be only pessimistic. This is how I lived until about 8th/9th grade. Then I decided that that form of thinking, was not helping me in the slightest. I changed my outlook an decided to be as happy an positive as I could be, to try to give off that energy to myself an everyone I come across, because that’s the kind of person I wanted to be. If I can make one persons day even 1% better, I’ve succeeded in my mental goal.
Second, I’m the person most of my friends and family come too. I’m the person stangers think they can confide in. I’m the person who listens an dose their very best to help to be there for whoever it may be at whatever times it may be because I constantly have my iPad an messenger open to be there. I’m the mom friend, I’m the lover an the helper. I have so much crap to deal with that’s not even my own but other peoples. An do I mind? No absolutely not, I never mind someone coming to me. In fact I implore those I care for to come to me. However with all his I have too deal with, the only best option for me, is to be positive. For me to think positive an to share my thoughts an positive aditude.
Third, I have my own crap to deal with, an like that of the others my only option, is to be positive about it because I deal with so much. This past summer has been yucky with deaths, health issues, family and friend issues, and so much stress. But ya know, everything seems to be getting better now with the cooling weather. That’s how I have too look at life least I go insane.
An lastly, A positive aditude on life, is no where near a bad thing. This life we are made to live is so full of bad things and bad people. There’s way too much to get overloaded by and depressed. In my opinion, what keeps me sane, is to look,at what’s not negative in life, flowers, puppies, amusement parks, all the small an simple pleasures in life w take for granted. The small things that can make even the worst day good, like coming home to a loving person, or a fluffy pet. Like reading a good book, seeing a good movie or playing a good game. Life is too short to spend it negative. That’s my humble opinion at the very least. I’d never force that on anyone however, no one is going to make me stop looking at life in a positive manner.
~Spread love, not hate.~
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It upsets me
that those daoko vids, ya know, me!me!me! and girl and anime in general has lovingly rendered crotch shots, boobs, and the like in shows and content geared towards teens and kids (ok these r really bad examples cause gore, not for the kids). I’d be all for it if it was like the characters willingly consent to it beforehand, but like gosh diddly darn can you stop making it creepy and panning over the characters like it was your/the viewers eyes? eeeehhhhhh unnecessary sexualization of characters.
Set Depth charges to ...Shallow? Yeah shallow.
The inability of a lot of cis folks to simply not dig at their ideas of “CONCRETE GENDER” isn’t terribly their fault. Some do, but I’m not talking about yall. I’m talking to the folks who are sure of SO much without reflection. But why would they reflect or think about this? An entire world, culture, ideology, and *fear* says “YOU ARE ‘normal’! Nothing to see here, move along. All things like *you* are right and centered in the world. Don’t think about this, because wow IT’S Hard and scary etc. Also 99.9% of all media says so, so there.”
So they move along and when someone who is trans or different in any way threatens that idyllic center? Pride or Visibility in difference shines a hash light on that place free of introspection, of wondering about their place in the world. That comfort of non-thought is a powerful reward for conformity.
Can you imagine waking and understanding “THIS thing I KNOW is absolute without thinking, I JUST DOOO. Never think about it. Good.” Except it’s not generally a conscious thought. Anyway. (If this thought is “I am a Woman.” Good for you. If this thought somehow includes Addendum 1: “THAT means THAT person ISN’T!” you done goofed. So close.” Then someone wanders by who is purple in a world of all blue and pink and that subconscious freakout becomes quite conscious. Sudden they HAVE to think about it. MORE SHIT TO DEAL WITH WHAT? Then Panic. Fear. Rage. Violence. I mean, that’s like taking part of someone’s day, making them see a world shifting, who needs that right? We do. All of us. That there purple thing has to GO. I mean, it has to. Look, it’s not pink or blue. (Pink for Boys / Blue for Girls.)**
This sudden fear turns to anger and rather than look at those shallow ideas of ‘What ARE human anyway?’, it builds up a furious wash of cognitive dissonance (a fancy way of saying *stamps foot* NU UH! NOT ITS NOT! NO! despite evidence contrary. Seriously.) which pumps out as indignation, nullification, or anger. So I get why cis people are fearful, and unwilling to accept trans people. Yes even Trans men because holy shit do these Vulva-Worshippers UNDERSTAND trans men exist? Or Intersex exists? For fucks sake, there are people CALLED Women by the Duly Established Gender Officiants (Doctors) who are MEN. Yes. I know right, I seen em! Like I said I understand how difficult this is for people with the self reflection of a carbon nanotube (is really really not reflective just saying). I just don’t give a fuck. You had your whiny puritanical Jesus-LARP for the last couple hundreds of some odd years. Grow the fuck up, and stop killing us. ** Prior to 1930-40′s. This is prone to change. Like all things. You could call it a transition if that doesn’t creep you out.
Just Keep Going
You know that sort of feeling you get when you feel like you’re being ignored, or think you’re bothering others, or feel negative about yourself, or worse, think people really don’t give a shit?
If you just let go of your inhibitions and quit telling yourself you know what others are thinking or feeling, you’d be a lot happier. I’m telling you:
Stop. Just breathe. Stop thinking you’re bad / worthless / hurting others. You HURT others by thinking for them and by hurting yourself. You make yourself sick, you hurt yourself, you feel that pain of loneliness, but you know it’s all going to be okay if you just believe in that one thing, that you’re not really doing anything bad, and that you just need to take one day at a time. The only bad thing is claiming no one cares, and even then the people that DO care remind you that it’s okay to feel that way if you’re lonely.
Just. Don’t. Push. It. So. Far.
“But I’m impatient! I want ____ now! Are you sure ____ isn’t mad at me? Are you sure I don’t just cause people grief?!”
This ^ isn’t gunna help you. Just chill, have some faith, let others think for themselves!! From personal experience, I KNOW that feeling of loneliness, and I get on my own case a lot, claiming that I must have done something wrong to make them not wanna be around. But truth is? They’re usually just REALLY busy, REALLY not into it right now, AND HAVE THEIR OWN LIVES??
It bothers me so greatly when people automatically assume that I’m too busy for them. I can GET that you might be worried for good reasons, but just actually ask once and remember my (or anyone’s) answer, okay? I’m not too busy for you. I’m just busy. Period. I have work just like the whusband, and I have a life that I like to fulfill little things in each day.
If someone asks “I thought you were too busy for me” or “I’m annoying you aren’t I?”, my first answer should be the first and last time I have to say it unless I deliberately tell you that yeah, you’re annoying :/ IF you’re my friend and on my list, there’s no reason I would feel any of those feelings towards you, unless you actually TRIED to hurt my feelings... Like what?
TL;DR anxiety lesson; you’re not hurting anyone. It’s your life. It’s your day. As it is mine. Stop hurting yourself. It’ll be better not just for others but for you, to know that you’re confident in letting your friends think for themselves.
Welp, time to accept the 4 hours of sleep I got, between being hungry and people being loud, there just wont be a way to fall back asleep.