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[cementgeek]

Do not pay attention to me, I just drew two teenagers with alternative outfits alongside two completely normal human teenagers who are trying to retraumatize their father to get him to talk about his failed marriage with a war veteran.

Or it's just @onionninjasstuff's Villian PB&J AU! (I hope you don't mind me tagging you in this drawing, haha!)

Their comic has an awesome vibe and a unique concept - I highly recommend it!

[localguy2]

Yeah so-

Brant Miller sure does know how to make Zane shout VERY loudly...

[morallyinept]

For anyone that needs to hear this, and I also just want to talk about this for a minute... or maybe several.

Back on the 29th April 2023, (I know, this year is going TOO fucking fast 😵‍💫) Pedro attended The Last Of Us For Your Consideration Event at The Director's Guild of America in Los Angeles, with his lovely co-star, Bella Ramsey.

The above video appeared by Deadline from the event, with Pedro explaining to Bella, after they queried, as to why he puts his hand over his stomach. "Do you know why? My anxiety's right there." He can be heard saying to them.

And the whole of Pedro's fandom fell in love with him all over again. I mean, you just would, wouldn't you? I know I did. 😍 What a man.

Why? Because he demonstrated that he's human. Relatable. Pedro recognised and embraced his vulnerabilities publically, and by doing so - whether he knew it or not - made everyone who has ever felt the crippling weight of anxiety crush them, feel seen and heard.

Back in 2019 Pedro said in an interview with The Guardian, "anxiety is something that I’ve lived with since I was a child, so it’s a part of my chemistry. I don’t know what kind of person I’d be without it. It’s something that I manage, but it’s also part of what makes me, me."

"I know that I have to put myself in high-stress situations to be happy. I mean, within reason. But there’s a certain level of anxiety that helps me do good work. It helps me be aware of the things I need to be aware of,” Pedro added.

So why does Pedro put his hand over his stomach/sternum area specifically? What is it about that pose? We often see him doing it, even dating as far back as 2005, so for almost 20 something years it's been a part of his red carpet and public appearances.

But what does it mean?

Well, putting your hand on your stomach/sternum area can symbolise many things if you scrutinise body langauge. I'm no expert, but I've worked in fields where I've had to study it and teach it, and it's really interesting at how much you give away about yourself to others in your body language, without even realising it...

Ever heard of WORDS, MUSIC, DANCE? 🎵🎶 In a nutshell (because I could totally talk your damn ear off about all this! 🤪) WORDS is what we verbally say, which is made up of only 7% of our communication. I know, small right? MUSIC is how we say it at 38%, i.e. the tone of our voice. Finally DANCE is our body language, which is 55%. Think about that for a sec. 55% of how you communicate with someone is without even opening up your mouth. 😳

Your stomach - or gut - is a very vulnerable part of your body; a lot of vital organs are smooshed up in there, so by placing a hand over it, you're protecting yourself from harm or attack. It's also a similar thing we do when we feel unwell or sick; we rub our tummy to feel better, right? It's an unconscious protecting motion that stems from our primal selves Think of the foetal position; you curl inwards towards your stomach. The abdomen walls contain significant muscles (some vital for our health ☝🏻) and we can carry tension in here too, so by 'holding' them or protecting them, we feel at ease within our core and can relax better. (#nerdalert 🤓 I love science!)

Some people do it as a means of comfort. Others do it purposefully. Pedro's stance is him possibly trying to rebalance himself. Focus on his breathing and stay grounded in the moments of utter chaos spilling out around him. He also breathes steadily in through his nose, deeply. You can see him do this in various clips, as well as in the one above. His shoulders drop back and you see him relax almost instantly when he does it. Deep breathing is another tactic that is known to keep anyone suffering from anxiety or panic, calm in the moment.

It's incredibly admirable for a man to expose such a personal vulnerability like that, especially in such a public forum. Sadly, mental health is still not a subject that is spoken about or advocated for enough, despite being in the 21st century. We're doing better as a society, but there is still much work to be done. As a man, it can still be seen as very 'unmasculine' or 'weak' to talk about it. So, I really admire Pedro's honesty and the fact that he feels confident enough in himself to recognise that he is just a human being, who sometimes goes through some shit.

Speaking out can only help those, who suffer too, feel validated and that they are not alone. And you're not alone. Anxiety is often stigmatised or not taken seriously, yet it can be terribly debilitating and can cause further issues such as panic attacks and lead to chronic depression if not addressed with help and support.

Pedro has always been open and forthcoming about his own anxiety, and has been quoted in several interviews talking about it, and on his - now deleted - Twitter/X account about how he deals with it.

As someone who has had their fair share of anxiety, I've personally found that meditation has helped me tremendously. 🧘‍♀️ Breathing exercises are really helpful and really do work. I use an app called Balance (not sponsored/affiliated with) and for 10 minutes a day (or whenever I need it) I can breathe, focus and come back to myself. I also find that doing something I really love, like reading (smut), or going for a long hike, really helps. Creative hobbies are brilliant for channelling that negative emotion into something positive. Singing off-key in the shower, dancing crazy like a loon - even though my neighbours can probably see me through the window headbanging in my pants 🤘🏻 - painting, drawing, writing, photography, cooking... These are all things I do myself and love, and would encourage you to try, if you're not already.

Hell, even whacking on your fav Pedro movie makes you feel good too, right? Name your favourite Pedro movie in the comments, GO! 🎬 Mine's Prospect, d'uh. 😏

It's said a lot, but hydrating really helps. Drink that water, bishes! 💦 And eat some greens. 🥦🥬🫑🍏 What you put into your body also helps into what you'll get out of it long term. Food is fuel. 💪🏻🧠 If you eat crap, chances are you're going to feel like crap, capiche?

And I cannot tell you how much a good night's sleep can really turn things around. As a chronic insomniac, sleep can often be the enemy, but it really is vital for your mental wellbeing to rest and switch off for a bit. So put down your phone and get some shut eye. (Ideal time for some hot, mustached Latino man dreams too... 🥲)

And failing that, talking to someone about how you feel can also help. 🗨 A family member, a trusted friend, your cat (personally I'm a dog person 🐶 Woof); a Tumblr mutual... My inbox is always open for a chat FYI. You'll never be judged in Jett's place. 🖤 I'll make you a figurative cup of green tea. Not literal, I mean, I'm not a fucking miracle worker... ✨️🧚‍♀️

What was the point of this long-ass ramble, Jett? I know, I hear ya, I hear ya...

So, to anyone out there who feels a tad (or a helluva lot) anxious from time to time, please know that you're not alone. And also remember to stop and take a moment; breathe deeply in through your nose and slowly out through your mouth three times. Do it with me now. One... two... three. There. You good?

And remember, more than anything, that you are more than enough. You're stronger than you think you are. Your anxiety doesn't define you, nor does it control you. It's just a little shit that likes to come out now and again and try to tell you that you suck. You really don't. (Unless your name is Max Phillips 🧛‍♂️) You've got this. Trust me. You've really got this.

And just like the rather fucking awesome Mr Pedro Pascal, you're fucking awesome too, babe. 🖤

🖤

[princessheatherblossom]

You got this!

[homunculuslover]

Whipped this up today to tell friends they are awesome and are doing great.~

VC: @Jack_The_Catx3 

Song: 'Lights' by Roa

[zeldaelmo]

Zelmo! Congrats on 500! I have a story request if your interested!

The shrine of resurrection made Link just a lil bit taller. Link thinks it has to be a huge difference and he's very proud and excited for zelda to notice the change! Link creates all kinds of situations to get zelda to notice, but she just doesn't... 😆

Thank you Rezi and big sorry for the long wait! This one is longer because I wrote it in case we needed a pinch-hitter for a zelink community event. It's obviously a crack fic, we all know that Link is shorter than Zelda.

A little on the short side

Link lifted a rock, peeking at the rectangular object underneath.

"Ze—" he started, but then he frowned at the lettering and wiped the grime away with his palm.

"Short people stink" stood on the withered sign. Why would anyone— oh. Oh! 

His skin tingled and the familiar feeling of remembering something crept over his back.

The memory started with… the King. He inspected a display board with technical drawings. Link stood guard, as per usual. There, Zelda joined them, pinning more drawings on the board. She explained and explained, her father nodding along. And then she pinned a sign on the board, directly in front of Link. A wicked grin was shot his way and a blush rose on his face. Short people stink, written in Sheikah, so that her father couldn't read it but he could. Standing on tiptoes, Link grabbed for the sign, but it was just out of reach. The memory faded to black with the King asking if something was wrong and Zelda's shit-eating grin.

"Link? Did you find something?" The real Zelda shouted from the other side of the ruins of the Royal Lab. 

He pocketed the sign. "No, no. Just a minor memory."

She hummed. "Tell me later?"

"Sure." 

This… wasn't the only time she had teased him for his height, right? He dug deeper into his fractured memories. Didn't she use his shoulder as an armrest and kept asking "How is the weather down there?" He closed his eyes, a familiar weight pressing onto his shoulder. Oh, yes, she did.

But… he glanced over to her, frowning. He stood up and closed the distance. 

"Oh, hi!" She greeted him, wiping her hands on her pants. "Anything of interest? I only have a handful of screws."

Chuckling, he shook his head, and rested his hands on her hips. "Just missed my girlfriend."

"Ahhh," she cooed, her lips lifting into the smile he went to the end of the world for. 

Her forehead rested against his and… He unmistakably gazed down into her eyes. 

Hm. Maybe he had just grown on his quest? But now that he thought about it, his first clothes had been awfully short. Could…the shrine do that?!

He pressed a kiss to her lips to hide the ever-growing grin on his own.

So, short people stink, huh?

***

She just wouldn't notice. He tried everything. Her favorite books went up onto the top of the shelf, and in the kitchen, he offered ingredients from the highest cupboard. He made her stand on a rock when they took selfies. He even lifted her chin up to kiss her!

Nothing!

He was the one with the memory loss! How could she forget about one of the main reasons for teasing him?

He needed a better plan. Luckily, Purah once again making fun of him for believing she would repair the slate for free, and Symin charging horrendous prices for his missing pictures, gave him the right idea…

Purah's lab was a crowded, messy place with thousands of papers scattered around and that suited Link's plan quite nicely. His role had long outgrown the simple task of standing guard; He was part of the team, working alongside Zelda (and Purah and Symin if he couldn't avoid it) to improve the slate.

"Ok…" Zelda stood in front of a giant display board, pointing at a sheet of paper. Link smirked at the parallels. "If we single this code out, we could improve the Magnesis rune so that we can extend the operating distance."

A little absent, Link hummed and fingered the item in his pack just to be sure it was still there. He said, "It's already quite wobbly at its max. I believe that we'll need some kind of stabilizer if we want to expand the distance even further."

"Stabilizer?" Purah cried, throwing her little hands in the air and whirling some papers around in the process. "Do you have any idea how complicated that would be? Or how expensive? Who is going to fund that, you?"

Well, probably yes, since he seemed to be the only one in Hyrule with a disposable income, but Link wasn't in the mood to argue. "I'm just stating facts. Try it yourself if you don't believe me." He handed her the slate, but not without the hint of an eye roll.

"Symin!"

"On my way, director."

Zelda gave Link a look and shrugged. "I wonder why I’ve even written a stack of reports about this problem."

"Let her see it with her own eyes." Link waited until Zelda had turned toward the door and pinned his little secret at the top of the display board. 

It was hard to keep his giggles at bay outside. Purah went through several objects and distances, all while Symin took notes and Zelda tapped her foot. 

Finally, Purah had enough and grumbled an affirmation at him, but Link's thoughts were at the display board. Not without smugness, he suggested, "Tea?" and they all went back inside.

It took two minutes and twenty-five seconds (he checked the slate) until Purah screamed, "Symin! What’s this?!"

She hopped up and down in front of the display board, trying and failing to reach an old sign saying, 'Short people stink.'

One final, failed attempt and she spun, screamed, and pointed her finger at Symin, before she chased him all the way down to Hateno. It was hard to keep a straight face at the sight, but Link hadn’t been called Silent Knight for nothing. It was only when Zelda narrowed her eyes at him and then also fruitlessly reached for the sign, that his struggle exploded into a snort. Arm up in the air, she grazed the edge of the sign with her fingertips, but couldn’t tear it down. 

“Hero!” 

Uh, oh, he was in trouble. Link grinned lopsidedly and sweeped her up in her arms so that she could take it off. She slid back down and finally, finally a realization dawned in her ��uplooking— eyes. “When did that happen?” she hissed.

Link shrugged, grin growing. “In the shrine, I guess.”

“And I thought memory loss was the most severe side effect.”

“Ah, come on, it’s not that bad.”

She sighed and nudged her nose against his cheek. “Guess not. But you always had the perfect height for forehead kisses and now that opportunity is gone.”

Link tugged her closer and kissed her hairline. “But now you are the perfect height for a forehead kiss. Is that nothing?”

She hummed. “But now I stink.”

Link shook with suppressed laughter. “Well. Sometimes you can’t win, tiny Princess.”

On his run to their house he wasn’t sure what was worse — the kick she gave him against his kneecap or his stomach ache from doubling over with laughter. 

[tervaneula]

Update on the merman AU stuff: I have three whole chapters written! I need to write the fourth one (and see if an epilogue is relevant) and then I can start posting! :D

THANK YOU SM FOR THIS UPDATE OMG I probably said it before but whatever I can't remember, PLEASEEEE LET ME KNOW WHEN YOU POST I NEED IT

[raph-a-roni]

Raphie,

What do you do when you feel fine when you’re around people but the moment you’re alone, you’re really sad because of the intrusive thoughts because you’ve been trying really hard to work on yourself but it’s never seemed to work over the years that you’ve been alive and you know that you’re going to be like this forever and there’s nothing you can do about it, no matter how hard you try to NOT be impulsive and energetic for people because you’re afraid of pushing people away and being to much for people because I’m too energetic?

…

Asking for someone (totally not me)

OK, Skully, hear Raph out:

What is the point of living if ya can't be your true self?

Your impulsivity & your pulsating energy is nothing ya should get rid of (of course this excludes negative impulsivity; ya know, if it has bad consequences for ya).

Your feelings are understandable tho cuz society wants everyone to be the same.

If people don't wanna be with ya, then that's a them problem! Cuz, ya know, being yourself isn't a crime. (unless ya hurt someone & ya love to do evil stuff, then MAYBE it IS a crime)

Of course, not everyone will like you. That's a hard truth. But that's ok, cuz...

... why should one bother with people who aren't on the same wavelength?

Doesn't make sense to me.

But it's not easy to get into this mindset, so yeah. It takes a lot of work.

An' my last point: intrusive thoughts are not the truth.

They mock ya & they feel so freakin' overwhelming & they can sound so very convincin', but they aren't true.

[monolite001]

Get attacked!! ✨🌈SEND THIS TO OTHER BLOGGERS YOU THINK ARE WONDERFUL. KEEP THE GAME GOING🌈✨

SID WHAT

THIS CAUGHT ME OFF GUARD IN THE MOST /POS WAY EVER THANK YOU SO MUCH I THINK YOU ARE WONDERFUL TOO

[irbcallmefynn]

^ hey you see this guy?

She thinks you're really awesome.

She wants you to know that whatever happens tomorrow, you'll pull through.

He also wants you to brush your teeth. So do that.

[dyrewrites]

So many things what I have been tagged in, you wonderfully sweet creatures you.

Unfortunately, I am barely gathering the energy for the sipofsnips.

But I will get to all the things when my brain starts making the right amount of chemicals to care again.

Yes.

[stripedwolf88]

I promise I don't do the rhyming thing on purpose more often than not. I think it has literally been only two times on here that I consciously did it.

I'll take it as a good sign though because my words have been flowing so rhyming is just a side effect of that.

Random silly musing to start my morning ☺

Also thank you to everyone that has sent me kind messages in the past couple of days. I've been going through a rough time IRL but also on here and your compassion has kept me going. 💚💚💚

[astropl4ne]

I'm back again.. ermm..

Here's the sketch that I'm 100% sure I wanna use (im gonna tweak it) but this is just so y'all get yummy yummy content from me.

Also I take back my previous comment on my post when I drew gabriel trans, and I said he wasn't trans for me. I made a mistake and he is and always will be so take my transbriel content!!

[morallyinept]

Let's face it, life can be tough sometimes. Real tough.

That sadistic guy wearing Birkenstocks in the sky created mankind to suffer for bloody eternity, am I right? We're human and as such we come equipped with a heart and a brain, both of which can be a wonderful blessing, and can double team us when we least expect it. Dem fuckers...

But don't worry, Dieter and I have got you covered. Say hello to everyone, Dieter:

We're both here to tell you that, it's okay sometimes to feel defeated; to wallow and hang around in those low, low spirits feeling like nothing you do is good enough. Part of being a human is that we're able to feel. Sometimes, we feel too much. But that's okay. We're not designed to be 'on' all the time. And it should never be expected of us to be either. 

We're also here to teach you how to overcome that niggling doubt and creeping anxiety, when it starts to barb, and to help you realise your worth. Because you are absolutely worth more than you know, babe. Promise.

So, are you ready to help impart some wisdom and advice on these all lovelies, D? 

Honestly, you just can't get the help these days… 🙄

So, get comfy, put on some pyjama pants and crocs, and let's help you on your way to finding some semblance of yourself again. 🖤

Adulting. Ugh. The pressures of a busy working life can be intense. Juggling a home life can be just as overwhelming at times. 🥵 Family drama, kids, partners… Even if you're single and don't have little people running around your feet, it can still feel like too much at times.

Your attention is pulled constantly in so many different directions. We want to have it all, but sometimes it can be hard to keep juggling those balls. (No,not those types of balls, D... Grow up, dude. Sheesh.) Sometimes, we can lose our way and feel like we're drowning in pressure and that we'll never be able to reach the surface again to breathe. 

It can all get a bit much and we eventually break, naturally. Hit a crisis, hit a wall. Reach the end of our tether. Burst into uncontrollable tears and weep for days whilst clutching onto barnyard animals… 

Aww. The poor widdle lamb. (You can decide which one I'm referring to.)

And we all have our vices; coping mechanisms that are not always good for us. We think they'll make us feel better - that the placebo really does numb the pain out for a while. We tend to indulge in them further, especially if we're frazzled. We can unintentionally self-harm in so many ways, and not even realise we're doing it half the time. It becomes a vicious cycle.

Some more than others, clearly… Ahem, Dieter? I'm trying to make a positive point here, are you quite finished? 🤨 

Good boy.

So, when the weight of the world starts to weigh heavy, there are a few things you can do to help get yourself moving through it and out to the other side fairly unscathed.☝🏻Remember, these moments of self-doubt and pressure aren't weaknesses. You're not weak at all. Far from it. You're stronger than you think you are. 

O2 is your bestie. Breathe it in. Snorts are optional.

First and foremost, breathe. You have two lungs, use them. Breathing techniques have been scientifically proven to have a calming effect. Mediative mindful breathing can also help with physical pain too. Stopping for a few moments to breathe slowly and deeply enables more air to flow into your body, thus helping calm your nerves, reduce stress and quell bubbling anxiety. 

Taking deep breaths in, holding for the count of three Mississippi's, and then out again slowly, can really help. 

Show them how it's done, D:

Well, you get the point. Alternatively, check these techniques out.

Put the damn phone down.

We're living in a modern world and we're all modern girls Dieters, right? That gadget glued to the palm of our hand somehow dictates us, doesn't it? We rely on our mobile devices for so much. Have you ever felt that sudden, cold panic when you realise you can't remember where you put the damn thing down? 😨 Yeah. Technology is only advancing and it's hard to keep pace. But it's healthy to take regular breaks away from the Pedro memes.  Especially if you create content too. The demand for in-your-palm content is at the highest it has ever been. We are greedy for it. We want more. And we want it all for free. 

But it should not come at the cost of your mental wellbeing. Ever. 

Take regular breaks from your screen. Put down that phone and go outside for a walk. Indulge yourself in a creative hobby. Watch your favourite movie again. Experiment and cook something tasty to eat. Get lost in a new book for a while. Pamper yourself with a luxurious bath with all the glitter bath bombs you can chuck in until you emerge as the pruned rainbow qween that you are. Slaaaaay. Paint some weird creepy shit on the wall if you like.

The internet will still be there when you come back to it later.

If you're a content creator yourself, it can feel like there is a constant pressure from your followers for you to churn it out 24/7, right? And it's easy to put that pressure on yourself to please faceless others. Why are you doing it to yourself? Numbers mean nothing. The number of followers you have does not determine your worth, or lessen your contribution of your craft to the fandom. 

Genuine followers who enjoy what you put out into the world will never mind if you take a break away for some time for yourself. If they do, then they're not worth having as followers. 

Would you want followers like that, Dieter? 

Exactly. Hells naw.

Get that fine ass moving.

Exercise is a great way to relieve stress and tension. To clear the head and get those muscles working and the blood pumping. Exercise releases feel-good endorphins. (Even if you feel like you want to die in a sweaty, wheezy puddle whilst doing it.) When you exercise, a number of neurotransmitters are released, including endorphins, endocannabinoids, and our lovely friend dopamine. So stretch out, loosen up and get that booty moving, sweetheart.

Show them how it's done, Dieter:

Hmm. Once more with even less feeling there, buddy.

Exercise also promotes neuroplasticity and increases the oxygen supply to your brain. And a brain filled with oxygen is a much happier brain. So go for a walk. Go for a run if you're into that shit, whatever. No judgement here. Or just crazy dance your ass off to your favourite music, really loud and like no-one's watching… 

Yeah. We'll just leave him to it for a while… He's working through some stuff. 

Your body is a temple. Let Dieter worship it.

It goes without saying that food is fuel. What you put into your body fuels it. Look, I get it; when you feel rubbish all you want to do is eat rubbish. And I'm not here to tell you any different. I'm not your mommy and- 

Urm, my dude. I was in the middle of speaking, but sure… what is it, D? 

Urm… Later?

Wow. Lost my train of thought now… *Proceeds to think about nothing else but dick* Aaaanyway...

If you want to eat that whole tub of ice-cream whilst sobbing your little heart out, you go right ahead and do it, darling. You're allowed a treat if you want it. Eat the KitKat from the minibar. But remember your greens too. They're really very beneficial for you and full of all them good nutrients. The more colourful your plate, the better.

Let it go. Let it go. (Please, don't sing that fucking song.)

And finally, accept that it's okay to feel like a hot mess sometimes. It's a lewk. It's perfectly natural to have days when you want to hide in bed and poke anyone in the eye who wants to tell you to 'smile, it could be worse.' Yeah? Well you could have my finger in your eyeball, buddy. How 'bout that, sucker? Jab! Jab! 

Easy, easy.

As a human being we ride through a rollercoaster of emotions on the daily, and sometimes you just gotta say fuck it and ride with them. Throw your hands up in the air and scream at the top of your lungs through the scary loop-de-loops. You can throw up after you get off if you need to. It's fine. Dieter will hold your hair.

Or, maybe not. You feeling okay there, bud? Okay. No more teacup rides for you.

But if you feel like the bad days aren't easing off, or you feel like you might be trapped, or venturing into some dark territory with your thoughts, then please reach out to someone who can listen and help. There is no shame in asking for help. It does not make you weak. I repeat: It. Does. Not. Make. You. Weak. To. Ask. For. Help. 

We all need it sometimes. 

And if you don't want to, or don't feel comfortable talking to those closest to you, then there are plenty of resources online for you to check out. Not sure where to start? Well Dieter and I have got you covered, don't we D?

Yeah. We'll attach some links at the bottom of this post that we hope might be helpful.

I hope that after reading this it's helped to put a smile on your face at the very least if you're currently having a hard time, for whatever reason. If it's a contribution to lifting your mood today, even by just a smidge 🤏🏻 then I'm glad.

I know it can be tough, believe me. Being human can sure be difficult to navigate sometimes. But I hope you know that you will come through it. If you don't know, you will come through it. You're stronger than you think you are. And you're fucking awesome. 🖤

So, how are you feeling now we've discussed some self-care, D? 

Good. Now, I believe you asked me if I wanted to have sex with you...

Pyjama pants down, Mister. Oof. Someone's excited! Gimme that sugar… 💋

Thanks for enjoying some self-care time with Dieter and I. We hope it helped. 🖤

👇🏻Here be the linkage:

How Pedro Deals With Anxiety

Pedro Pascal Feel Good Clip - Because Pedro ALWAYS makes you feel good, right?

100 ways to do self care - Some great ideas in here.

In crisis? USA

In crisis? UK

Most, if not all, of these awesome Dieter GIFS came from @a7estrellas @miguelo-hara & @uuuhshiny and some I randomly found through Pintrest/Google.

YOU. ARE. STRONGER. THAN. YOU. THINK.

Do you. Then do Dieter.

More Dieter & Jett here

🖤

ℹ️ Dieter and I always strive to bring you unbiased, fact-checked advice. We're not licensed therapists, so we do a lot of research to ensure we can provide helpful and informative posts. Well, I do. Dieter mostly sits around eating KitKats.

[cypherdecypher]

Just gotta give kudos, super impressed that you've kept up this blog for so long and been consistently informative and engaging, even through college. Fav blog right here, keep it up!

You just made my day. Seriously, thank you so much! It makes me so happy that this blog has gotten bigger than I could have ever imagined. Thank you!!!

(Photo from Wired)