I really have no idea what came over me to draw these but I had to do it, and now you have to suffer the consequences
He heard Uraume unwrap food packages
York is very friendly with his fellow council members. Seriously. He is easy to approach and he makes you feel safe.
Seriously!
You really have nothing to worry about. He has only killed two people so far.
When I was a (unmedicated, undiagnosed ADHD) kid, like, under 12, my room was a mess all the time. Not shocking.
I struggled keeping it clean.
I struggled getting it clean.
I would sincerely put in quite a bit of effort and be really proud of the progress I made. Then one of my parents would come check and see how I was doing.
"Well, you've still got a long way to go."
That sentence. I was like, 11 when my parents were saying that to me. It was crushing. All my pride and satisfaction with my work was completely gone. All my effort was worthless to them. All they saw what everything I didn't do.
At the age of ELEVEN, I knew that wasn't right. That wasn't fair. I swore to myself I would never invalidate someone's work like that.
Now, at 30, I catch myself thinking 'I cleaned up, but my apartment is still so messy.' and I flashback to standing in my bedroom as a child, hearing those fucking words from my parents.
'No. I wouldn't invalidate someone else's work. I'm not going to invalidate my own. I did good. I made progress.' and I'll list the things that I DID get done to myself.
You deserve credit for all the progress you make.
You deserve credit for all the work you do.
It doesn't matter how much work you have left.
What you accomplish, no matter how small, counts. Even when what you accomplished was taking a day to rest and recharge and give yourself a break.
Never let anyone invalidate your work. Not even you.
Sometimes I remember I have Tumblr. Sometimes I’m reminded of it by funny people.
…I’ve been busy since March and thankfully my busyness actually results in something — pretty something. I’m waiting for my research presentation, then I’m graduating and if nothing goes wrong I don’t return to college ever again. What is even more inspiring, I’ve found a job that is in my specialty. In this economy, it looks like a miracle, sounds like a miracle and is practically a miracle.
Since it’s a full-time job, it’s unlikely that I’ll be posting here more often than before. I wanted to call you my ladies-in-waiting but as I never assume people’s genders, you’ll be my dudes-in-waiting.
Speaking of which — I mean, of gender-neutral language: