"hi guys, I'm Niki Nihachu, and, I think you guys should pick me, because I'm just really nice!"
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i haven’t caught up with pokemon horizons but i’m gonna say this as a complete outsider: thank god the theory about liko being ash’s kid isn’t true. i don’t mind it as a fanfic/au thing but imagine the timeline where it was confirmed that ash was her dad
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Sending love from one depressive spiral to another.
One thing that's helped me, as I'm coming out of this one, was getting my friends to pick prompts for me (to write in my case) which I then committed to filling BADLY. Because sometimes intending to create stuff that is just dumb and shit, means it doesn't mind that my brain tells me that it's dumb and shit because I'm like "yes brain, I know, that was the brief" and then before you know it you're back in the creating zone again
Tldr: commit to being shit. 🤷♀️
Hello, thank you! Depression is a little shithead because it takes different forms for everybody and sometimes warps depending on the circumstances so even when i think i have a handle on it and can prepare for gaps in my exercise routine that keeps me functional....something will happen and throw me for a loop and im back to struggling. For me, when im like this, that constant voice in my head drowning out everything else - and i mean everything - saying 'you're worthless, this is pointless' over and over and over and over is almost paralyzing. Try writing a cover letter when your brain is telling you that you are probably the most useless person ever and you cant see anything even remotely good about yourself. Its why i have friends proofread if i make any major changes to my generic letter content. Especially this one friend who has the same problem - he cant sell himself, i literally can hear him talk himself in circles into thinking he's old and washed up and not valuable on the market anymore - and i cant sell myself. But i think he's the most amazing talented person ever, and he's never said it but im pretty sure he thinks similar of me, so we check each others work pitches to make sure they sound suitably enthusiastic and glowing. Ive had other people also read my letters but if they dont understand how depression can sit on the brain and make it impossible to write this shit, they dont quite know how to help me. While my one friend who gets it knows that he needs to tell me 'hey, you left out this very important vital contribution to that one project, dumbass' (only nicer lol). So i have one very happy sounding, very aggrandizing letter that i tailor to wherever im sending it. But thats all stuff i need to do. Its vital, its a requirement, i can force myself to sit down and do it.
Personal art isnt exactly a requirement. So instead of making myself sit down and do it, i can just lie on the floor feeling numb and wish i dont exist anymore 🙃
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anyone else ever get in those silly goofy moods where u just hate urself sooo much that u instantly feel physically almost violently ill just thinking abt urself and also even tho u worked a 12hr shift w no breaks or water running off of the 2 cups of coffee u had for breakfast 20 hours ago, the thought of eating instantly sends bouts of nausea coursing thru ur soul while churning in ur stomach bc ur brain hates u so much that its convinced ur body that u don’t deserve sustenance or anything else that’s life sustaining or promotes ur physical well being because u subconsciously convinced urself that ur such a shit excuse for a human being that u neither deserve nor have any right to anything regarding maslow’s hierarchy of needs bc u r such an awful thing u deserve to be neglected n treated like the nonliving object ur own brain sees ur living body as or am i just mentally ill lol
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i love when it seems like a small world sometimes.
the person who posted that win7 ms paint download post reblogged a few posts from an artist i recognized from the ttcc tag here, who was actually a past bugsnax fan because i recognized their art style from when i was a fan. i follow a warrior cats semi-parody comic on deviantart and i ended up finding the artist's artfight page because a person i was attacking was followed by them, and that same artist had a part on a warrior cats map that one of my school friends also had a part in. i realized that i had been listening to and replaying a different wc map that a bomberman fan here was actually in. after a new person had followed me, i realized that one of my mutuals had just reblogged something from that same person, which could mean we were literally one person divorced from each other before. i found a wc pmv in my recommended and was wondering why the artstyle was so familiar to me before realizing it was an artist in the wordgirl tag who i used to follow.
every day i realize i am more connected to people than i think i am.
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