#reminder that I’m not a therapist

[thatorangedrank]

Little is Alyx 👎🏻

Little is Penny 👎🏻

Little is a reflection of Ruby in Vol.1 and is a physical representation of “healing your inner child” 👍🏻👍🏻👍🏻👍🏻👍🏻👍🏻👍🏻👍🏻👍🏻👍🏻👍🏻👍🏻👍🏻👍🏻👍🏻👍🏻👍🏻👍🏻👍🏻👍🏻👍🏻

[stuckinapril]

Well it may seem like the end of the world but tomorrow’s a new day & the sun will shine just a little brighter with each moment that spring inches closer & you will find the people who cocoon you like a warm wool blanket & you won’t have to cling so hard to those who strip you bare anymore

[detentiontrack]

Someday I won’t have to worry about money and I’ll live my life in peace

[unforgivablego]

It’s funny how Aziraphale turns to Crowley when Nina said about “naked man friend”.

Like if he doesn't want Crowley to be jealous in vain, saying, "That's not what you thought!" Like Crowley will run away as soon as he finds out there's a naked man in his bookshop.

Some people are pleased when someone being jealous about them, but Aziraphale is just horrified in this scene. I can't😂

[planetsallalign]

If I could not only not have dreams about my ex, but really please brain don’t give me sex dreams about my ex. Especially when the sex wasn’t ever as good as my dream made it, since the dream added in all the things I ever wanted. I know I’m dreaming of him because we’re at the anniversary of my whole life imploding. But I was hoping by now it wouldn’t even be a blip on my radar. But I suppose the body really does keep the score.

[the-casbah-way]

i never ever cry in front of anyone ever but there was this boy i was OBSESSED with in primary school when i was like seven years old because he was the fastest boy in the class and he had cool spiky hair and i always thought it was a crush until i came out and realised it was gender envy of some form and today my friend out of the blue told me that i look like him and we looked at his instagram together and i actually do. i look almost exactly like him. and i cried like an absolute wanker because i’ve been so miserable my whole life being perceived entirely the wrong way and i went home today and looked at myself and realised i look like the boy i always wanted to be when i was a kid. and whenever i feel bad about myself i get to remind myself that i look like him so i shouldn’t feel bad because back then i couldn’t have ever dreamed of getting to look like this. and t will only make it better and even though the idea of starting it is still so scary to me i keep having moments like this that make me realise how good it’s going to be even if some of it will suck. i always focus on all of the ways my transition has gone and will go wrong and i forget that it’s going to go right in a lot of ways too

[mx-giraffe]

Okay but for some reason this kinda sounds like them

Osamu: What’s therapy like? Generally, I mean

Yuma: Well. Your therapist is like "Buddy, my man, my guy, heyy what's goin on? What's up? What's cookin? How's it been?" and then you're like "well this shit happened and I feel sad and shitty" and they're like "Aw yeah that sounds really horrible, what do you think caused you to feel so bad?" and then you think about it and talk about it a bit and then they're like "Well, here're some things that I think might help, do you think they'll help?" and then you're like "This one yeah I think that could work I reckon I could manage that. But this one I dunno I don't think I'm ready for that" and then they're like "okie doke, sounds peachy tah meeee" and you're like "yayyyyy!" and they're like "Is there anything else you wanna talk about? And sometimes you're like "Yup, also I'm really stressed and anxious" and they're like "oh you know why?" and you're like "probably my crushing fear of abandonment and my current situation and trauma and stuff but like idk" and you do the same thing that you did before again. And other times you're like "nope!" and they're like "That's pretty nifty" and you're like "Yup very nifty" and then you're like "okay well I'll see you in two weeks then!" and they're like "Yup! See you then, don't forget to look after yourself and remember that you're pretty nifty too, here's a sticker" and you're like "thanks! I love stickers" and then you leave

[scary-grace]

In the mood to make a personal post but all my ideas are bad

[voloslobotomyservice]

(full post under cut)

tw: rape, sexual assault, discussion of said assault

it’s been three years since my life drastically changed and I didn’t even know it. three years since my assault happened when I got blackout drunk and was taken advantage of. brought to an apartment on the other side of town, where I told him I didn’t know where I was. three years since I woke up the next morning in a bed that wasn’t mine and a disgusting feeling between my legs.

and even then, I didn’t even fully know what happened to me. it would take eight months to fully process, to grieve what happened, to gain the strength to make a police report (after ge had been harassing and stalking me… only to receive no justice in the end.

I still have to scan public places to make sure he’s not there. I post to my socials after going somewhere (even though they’re private) so he doesn’t show up while I’m there. And even as recent as last fall he was harassing me.

I never thought I would heal. But thank god I did.

Where my family lacked in supporting me, I got from my friends, in person and online. I’ve made even more friends throughout the last three years. I met someone who loves me and wants to share a life with me. I moved into a nice, big house with him and we cook meals and play with our cats and play video games together. Like, this was never something I thought I would have. To really be happy, you know?

I’m not fully healed from my trauma, not at all. I still don’t really like to be touched by strangers and I have to leave if he shows up in public. But I don’t cry at night anymore. I can trust someone again. I feel safe again.

Healing is never liner. But by golly, it feels good.

[herbert-best]

…a labyrinthine series of lines, criss-crossing each other in all sort of ways. These covered the paper so thickly that only with difficulty could one make out the white spaces in between. "Read it," said the Officer. [...] Then the Officer began to spell out the inscription and then read out once again the joined up letters. "Be just!' it states," he said. "Now you can read it." […] "'Be just!' it says," the Officer remarked once again.

In The Penal Colony, Franz Kafka; transl. Ian Johnston [x]

pawn / tool /puppet / cog BE JUST another gear / in the / Harrowing machine

This was originally intended to be (bc I am very normal about all the very normal things I like) a piece of Kafka-referential fanart of Amanda Young, from Saw, with my rendition of the Officer’s design from the execution machine carved into her corpse… didn’t go that far with it, obviously, because I can’t draw for shit. If you’ve never gotten a chance to read it or not read it in a long time, this is your call to arms to read In The Penal Colony. It’s VERY short, albeit somewhat disturbing— the pdf I linked to with the quote is the whole thing, which is 19 pages long as formatted there— but it’s one of those things that lives in your brain afterwards.

It centers around a large, incredibly elaborate and complex machine used for tortuous executions, and the legacy of the now-dead man who designed, built, and used it. I’ve sort of always been fascinated by the idea of trying to create the illegibly elaborate designs it’s described as using— this one contains more than the central, aforementioned words, of course— highlighted under the cut.

[meat-loving-meat]

Trying to make Vanyel and Staven’s relationship as unhinged and weird as possible

[herawell]

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[whentherewerebicycles]

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[theartinmyheart]

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[catboyelimgarak]

I was putting stickers on my laptop, but I kinda felt like it was too much for only having it a day. Then something was said to be me that really made my GAD FLARE and so I removed some stickers to put back in my sticker book and will gradually add them back over time. Here’s how it is now

[vxnted]

me nd my bf broke up and i nearly kms but then i had some leftover k from a party and started doing that quite a bit and then my therapist was like nope ur not going down that path and then he got this neurodivergent dbt workbook to go through and it’s so cute and also nice. he also emailed me every day to make sure i didnt kms. me and my ex are texting every day now and are still obsessed w each other tho we haven’t called bc he’s worried about how much it’ll break him. i feel okayish now bc he’s still here and hasn’t fully abandoned me but oh my god i forgot how bad bpd makes abandonment