#vent?? kind of???

[kuchipatch1]

yall have got to be more normal about Southern people and I'm not kidding. enough of the Sweet Home Alabama incest jokes, enough of the idea that all Southerners are bigots and rednecks, and enough of the idea that the South has bad food. shut up about "trailer trash" and our accents and our hobbies!

do yall know how fucking nauseating it is to hear people only bring up my state to make jokes about people in poverty and incestuous relationships? how much shame I feel that I wasn't born up north like the Good Queers and Good Leftists with all the Civilised Folk with actual houses instead of small cramped trailers that have paper thin walls that I know won't protect me in a bad enough storm?

do yall know how frustrating it is to be trans in a place that wants to kill you and whenever you bring it up to people they say "well just move out" instead of sympathizing with you or offering help?

do yall understand how alienating it is to see huge masterposts of queer and mental health resources but none of them are in your state because theyre all up north? and nobody seems to want to fix this glaring issue because "they're all hicks anyways"

Southern people deserve better. we deserve to be taken seriously and given a voice in the queer community and the mental health space and leftist talks in general.

[inkskinned]

fucking hate it when the stuff everybody says "actually works" does actually work.

hate exercising and realizing i've let go of a lot of anxiety and anger because i've overturned my fight-or-flight response.

hate eating right and eating enough and eating 3 times a day and realizing i'm less anxious and i have more energy

hate journaling in my stupid notebook with my stupid bic ballpoint and realizing that i've actually started healing about something once i'm able to externalize it

hate forgiving myself hate complimenting myself more often hate treating myself with kindness hate taking a gratitude inventory hate having patience hate talking to myself gently

hate turning my little face up to the sun and taking deep breaths and looking at nature and grounding myself and realizing that i feel less burdened and more hopeful, more actually-here, that i am able to see the good sides of myself more clearly, that i am able to see not only how far i have to grow - but also how much growth i have already done & how much of my life i truly fill with light and laughter and love

horrible horrible horrible. hate it but i'm gonna do it tho

[sualne]

half

[catsauceeartofficial]

Accepting isolation, craving belonging

[bloggingboutburgers]

When I talk about how I don't like sex, it's so people like me can feel "more normal" and not so "broken". Not so everyone else can feel "less normal".

Can't believe we still have to say stuff like that all the time in any context of advocacy but this isn't about making things worse for you. It's about making stuff a little bit better for everyone so everyone can be seen. Not even necessarily understood. Just seen.

(PS: I don't wanna put a disclaimer on literally all of my posts to say I mean no ill to allo people. That should be implied. With that said, to all the allo people who DON'T react like that: thank you. Y'all give me hope.)

[pamgkrthwrites]

Katsuki Bakugou is everything sharp. The shapes that make him up are sharp. His jaw, hair, eyes, his stare, his personality, his quirk.

Then there you. Anything but sharp. All cycles and round. Nothing naturally about you is sharp. Your everything he’s not. Your not sharp anything, just round.

So you thought he wouldn’t like someone like you. Your more emotional, more soft, more of a cry baby, more shy, more weak than he was. He was strong physically, emotionally closed off, mentally and emotionally strong, more loud.

He would never like someone like you.

All you’ve ever wanted was to be liked, for people to choose you and want to be around you and love you for being you.

But that was never going to happen.

Your parents overlooked you for you siblings. Your grandparents overlooked you for your cousins. Your teachers overlooked you for other students. Your friends overlooked you. Previous boyfriends have cheated or left you for other people.

You hated being alone, having no one.

Bakugou was everything you wanted to be.

You wanted people ti pay attention to you, be able to name you, be able to hear and see you. Just like Bakugou.

But you could never be that.

Maybe there was something wrong with you as a person. Maybe you were a bad person and everyone else was too nice to tell you. Maybe you gave everyone in your life the ick and wanted to avoid you. Maybe you just had bad breath.

It was hard to avoid Bakugou’s loud personality. It was easy to not notice you.

That’s why it was so surpising to have him at your dorm room giving you flowers and a gift for your birthday.

You weren’t even in the hero program, you don’t think you’ve ever stated a word to him. Not a sorry or hi or excuse me.

And yet he knew what class you were in, what floor and what door of the dorm you lived on.

He knew your favourite flowers, your favourite colour, and got you something that you wanted for your birthday. Something your parents seem to have not realised you wanted.

Maybe to everyone else you were easy to overlook, easy to ignore and easy to mute out. But maybe to Bakugou, your mere presence was too loud for him to ignore you.

And you think you liked it.

[toomanywordsnllines]

Sometimes... the world can be a little too much.

[2aceofspades]

You are nothing if you're not useful

You are nothing without me

[snailsnaps]

i'd like to get a bit more used to the rise style

[thedevilundercover]

I think Tim would be a little uncomfortable talking about himself to other people and that pisses people off for some reason.

People throw around words like unaffectionate and robotic at him but he really loves them. He just can’t tell them or behave “affectionately”

Someone in the family probably has had a fight with him or something (bc when the fuck are they not fighting) and they yell at him for not caring about anyone and he just like breaks down

He wants to yell at them that he loves everyone so fucking much that it hurts and he’d given up so much for the rest of them, put up with so much shit, but when he opens his mouth, the right words never come out and he just fucks everything up when it comes to emotions so he just… doesn’t talk about it.

A large part of being toxically independent/being surrounded by an environment that romanticises being really independent from a young age, sometimes, is compartmentalising your trauma and therefore your emotions.

Also, he gives off “ableist parents never let me get a diagnosis so I’m always struggling but I’ve always been held up to neurotypical standards” vibes

[gore-amor]

[mrghostrat]

letting out some steam 😮‍💨 poem in alt

[teaboot]

Theoretically I enjoy living with people but unfortunately when you tell people you're a neuroatypical raccoon with twelve ongoing hobbies, completely random work hours, and a series of admittedly unusual lifelong compulsions they tend to hear that and go "oh haha you're trying to be Quirky okay" and then save their ten million questions and concerns for when you can't run away

[samandboredom]

          || “The man who will save us is our destroyer.” ((Initially was just Anthy fanart, but I felt very angsty today (also related to having an assailant) so I added Dios. Does this count as vent art? Also may post the Anthy only version because I love how she turned out!))

[sunlit-mess]

something something

[apri1-fool]

um heres that drawing people really liked but im better at art now and its experimental.