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@thatmfermags
I am in quite the state today. I was verbally attacked in a public bathroom yesterday. I’m ok. But I’m not.
Getting knuckle tattoos tonight! Cant fucking wait!
theyre called broad shoulders because theyre for women
I don’t need to be called out like this on social media. It’s toxic!
For a hot second I legit Chrysler paid the autocorrect gods to change Christmas to Chrysler b/c everyone was posting it.
It's a "the devil and god are raging inside of me" type of downward spiral
clothes-on grinding is underrated
🥵🥵
Can confirm
HAPPY HANUKKAHÂ TO MY JEWISH FOLLOWERS!
May your lives be filled with light, prosperity, and love!
ACAB - All Cops Are Bastards
That includes your pappy, your uncle, brother, that one cop that let you off with a warning that one time (it’s because you were probably white) and elf on a shelf
New frames arrived!
I've got that Friday energy but the 7.5-8 pain
Yes.
I literally watched this scene 15 mins ago.
Today I celebrate seven years sober. 2,557 nearly impossible to survive days. And when I tell you everyday was hard, I mean I wandered the alcohol aisle at the corner store dozens and dozens and dozens (I could go on) of times. I openly talk about falling off the wagon like it is inevitable. I have paid for, poured a glass of and put to my lips the cheapest most god awful whiskey and by some combination miracle of willpower and shame, it found itself in the drain instead of my gut each time.
But today… today I am seven years sober. I will celebrate it working, I’ll eat some boxed macaroni and cheese for dinner because that's what's in the budget, I’ll try not to drink and I’ll rewatch a marvel movie for the literal 100th time while waiting for my husband to get home from work around 9. Its really just some other day. And in some ways, its even harder than the others. Some years, its even harder than the hardest days. Memory can be a cudgel. I am bludgeoned by what happened almost daily. There are good days. There are days it is downright easy to not drink.
But there are three things in life that I have consistently done for the last 2,557 days, and that is breathe,not drink, and think about drinking. That's it. I’m really bad at forming good habits, and after 7 years, I’m still not convinced this one will stick.
You can call it a defeatist attitude. You can say things like “if you act like its inevitable it is” but what i say to you is I’m gonna stay taking it one nearly impossible day at time.
Some of the hardest days I have faced were in the last few years, some in the last handful of months. Maybe its the pandemic, maybe its my broken brain, maybe its just the way my operating system works. Constantly craving… everything.
But my promise to my husband, my family (chosen and given), and myself is this. That I will continue to take it one day at a time, with them in mind.
And just before I go to bed each night, I will quietly celebrate each sober day, until I can’t.
The absolute space goddess gender euphoria this has given me...