Not to be so very sad on main but the reason I can see but can’t accept the beauty and joy of this emerging adulthood is not because I didn’t do enough wild things in my youth but because my brain has been so ruined by my mental illnesses that I wasted so much time that I could have been spending soaking up the presence of my loved ones because mortality has been hanging over my head like a rain cloud for months
since we are talking about people who deserve a higher salary i think teachers should be making six figures a year btw. if state superintendents who have never set foot in a classroom can make that much so should the teachers. teachers are quite literally the backbone of our society and if teachers were actually properly compensated we wouldn’t have a shortage or bad teachers who are continually burnout because of a lack of proper compensation.
I watched this as a kid and internalized it for forever
Lilo and Stitch really said “This is my family. I found it, all on my own. It’s little, and broken, but still good. Yeah. Still good.” And i still live by that
a family can be your gay uncles, the best disney prince, and your parole officer
I love when information revealed at the end of a story recontextualizes something said or done at the beginning. Like yes queen make the story a loop let the story keep developing even though the book is closed and the credits are rolling. The story never ends it just starts over.
somehow instead of saying “as a treat”, I’ve started using the phrase “for morale”, as if my body is a ship and its crew, and I (the captain) have to keep us in high spirits, lest we suffer a mutiny in the coming days.
and so I will eat this small block of fancy cheese, for morale. I will take a break and drink some tea, for morale. I will pick up that weird bug, for morale.
I’m not sure if it helps, but it does entertain me
No you cannot fix your entire life at 2am. Go to bed.
You can fix some of it though! By going to bed.
Ever since I read a post saying “don’t trust yourself after 9pm” whenever I find myself spiralling at 2am I check the time, see it’s after 9pm, and remember not to trust myself and just go to sleep. Works wonders. The problems are never as bad in the morning.
I ❤️ self-loathing characters, characters who struggle with monstrosity (either fearing or embracing it), characters who are so lonely, who have a gaping hole in their chest, who bottle up & repress their feelings, who claw their way up & have ambitions, who fall down & lose everything, who search for identity & purpose yet can’t see themselves outside of what others want from or expect of them, who are hurt & hurt others, who long & grieve, who lie & pretend. characters who are messy & flawed & human
