how to stop getting fomo?
I just remind myself that w 90% of the social functions I go to, I want to go home like 20 minutes in. If you obsess over not being invited to something, it’s bc you feel it makes a statement on your self-worth—not bc you feel like you’re missing out on anything special.
Tbh I’ve also just outgrown the desire to go where I’m not celebrated. If people don’t fuck w me enough to invite me somewhere, they’ll be missing out on me too. It’s super cliche but if you know what you bring to the table, it starts becoming incredibly hard to feel like stuff like this compromises your inherent worth as a person. I have my moments bc I’m human, but I’m over it in like 20 seconds bc I can’t bring myself to truly and extensively care for people who fail to find the value in my presence. I wouldn’t want to be around them in the first place, so their making it obvious where I stand in their life saves me a lot of trouble in the long term.
You should not feel the compulsion to be around people who don’t want to be around you.
Btw if you feel like you don’t have agency in this situation—you totally do. If people don’t bother to include you, let it be a compass for how much effort and time and energy you pour into them. I think the whole “I’ll just match their energy” thing can get childish if it’s down to literally how they text you… but if someone isn’t willing to invest in you, just pivot your attention elsewhere. There are 8 billion people on this earth, and your friends’ actions aren’t in vacuum. You control how you react to them & how you delegate your time in the wake of their negligence.
You don’t need to worry and obsess and think of what you’ve missed, bc there are tons of other people out there who can give you similar—if not even better—experiences… and they won’t act like it’s a chore to do it. Losing someone doesn’t just mean losing; it means freeing up the space for someone even better. You never lack. You just transition.
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watched what episodes there are of hazbin hotel and honestly i am invested. i didn't think i would be bc i felt like helluva boss lost its pacing and i kept critiquing it and hazbin to stupid degrees but then i saw one (1) post that was like "i kinda like hazbin hotel, it's just a fun show :3" and yk what. yeah it fuckin is. i'm getting back into helluva boss too. i don't wanna be a tv critic i just wanna watch something with cool animation that will do some cocomelon shit to my brain and by god hazbin and helluva are doing that. every single one of these characters look like a twelve year old's deviantart ocs and that's made it weirdly charming to me??? my twelve year old self would fucking love this. i am not here to critique or analyze shit i am just going to absorb both shows as they happen i don't care if there's fanservice or plotlines that don't make sense or if all the guy characters look like tumblr sexymen or if some of the canon ships don't make sense to me i am invested who gives a shit <3
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wip wednesday
Loosely based on @sausagepastry 's lighthouse keeper/merman au
Once the boat was beached on the rocks, Niki scrambled out and pulled it closer so that it wouldn’t get washed away. Kohaku should have been keeping an eye on him and would be down to help in a moment, but Niki was still baffled by the uh, tail, and now that he wasn’t distracted by the rocking of the boat, the fact that there were gills and fins on the merman in front of him.
“Hey! Wake up!” He tried shouting and shaking the merman. It had grabbed onto the boat out in the water and looked like it was breathing as much as Niki could tell. How something that may or may not have both gills and air breathing lungs would be able to show he was breathing, Niki wasn’t entirely sure, nor was he sure he wanted to know that answer.
“Niki-han, did you find anythi--oh what is…” Kohaku came to a stop next to Niki, looking at the merman. “Please tell me I’m seein’ things.”
“I don’t think so, Kohaku-chan. He won’t wake up but I don’t want to leave him in the storm either.” Niki shook the merman’s shoulder again, gently slapping its face to no avail. He pressed a finger to its neck to search for a pulse but he didn’t even know if that would yield any results. There was a faint throbbing though, something like a heartbeat. Could they stay out of water? If only the damn thing were awake and could answer their questions.
Another lightning strike jolted them back to reality. “Kohaku-chan, start running the bath and get the stove heated. I’ll try and get him in the house.” Kohaku nodded and ran back inside, while Niki contemplated the best way to get the merman back. There was a wheelbarrow somewhere that would probably work well enough to get him up to the door but trying to wheel it up the steps even when it was empty was a challenge. His stomach growled and Niki decided to just grab it and maybe he would just dump it through the door and he and Kohaku could carry it to the bathroom. Yeah, that would work well enough.
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