I had a dream I got 2 pet rats and their names were Tictac and Biggie Cheese (aka Cheese). I miss them.

Happiness comes in a small orange bottle

It's so frustrating not being able to get a formal diagnosis... I want a word and a community to look at and explain why I act the way I do.

I hate still living in the room where everything happened. It's like a time capsule of my trauma. No matter how much I've changed the decor and furniture, it's still the same walls.

Thank god my dad didn't let me buy that rainbow nyan cat bracelet when I was 13; it could've turned me gay...

I've been thinking about risking it and going on a low dose of T beginning of next year, but then my dad gets mad at them issuing an air quality warning for fireworks... Like legitimately angry and begin going on a rant because apparently only snowflakes are affected by poor air quality.

I finally found a grounding technique that somewhat works for me. I've always hated the five senses technique because it's not my surroundings I'm disconnected from, it's my body.

#theres so much to learn

HAS SOMEONE TOLD THE REDDITORS ABOUT THE TUMBLR HOLIDAYS???

NEIL BANGING OUT THE TUNES?

IDES OF MARCH?

OUT OF TOUCH THURSDAY???

THE ONE RANDOM DAY IN JULY WHEN WE ALL REBLOG THE NEW VERSION OF THE JACK SKELLINGTON "EXCITED ABOUT HALLOWEEN" POST???

Its nice there's an influx of redditors coming over that everyone's helping out, because I came at an awkward time from Instagram and still have little clue how to engage with this platform 😅

I'm hoping to get a new job, but they drug test so I have to wait to take my meds cause it can false positive as meth or LSD and I don't wanna deal with that 😅

Having your own personal blog is honestly quite a nice change of pace compared to Reddit. I could put a funny GIF of George Bush getting hit by a shoe on here and the worse case scenario is that no one even notices.

You put that on a big subreddit and you get your eyes gouged out and a heap of political discourse underneath your post.

Origami is like:

Ok now go ahead and make these several intricate folds, and then unfold all of it to make several even more intricate folds. Now for step 2...

still thinking about the trans man i saw at our pride parade who was wearing a shirt that said "self-made man" and carrying a sign that said "i am god's dream". you were so right for that, king

Customer service has strangely made me like kids more. Adults are so often entitled as shit and not happy even if you bend over backwards, but a kid? They aren't entitled. They're still learning life. They just want a cookie. It doesn't matter what type, they're always happy af and it makes my day.

I think I'd rather be mentally ill than give up DayQuil <3

Kind of a random hill to die on rn but "You'd eat this thing you hate if you got hungry enough" does not set a reasonable expectation of what "hungry enough" means for people with food problems.

Like, are we talking "stomach grumbling" hungry enough, or "can't stand up" hungry enough? Cause personally, I can make myself eat a bit of a pork chop if I'm barfy and shaking and can't see straight anymore, but if it's down to "black out for three days and wake up angry and confused" or "willingly swallow prosciutto", I'm having sleep for dinner. And I know this from experience.

People without food problems don't seem to understand this and it drives me insane. "Hungry enough" is for shit like chewing drywall because the alternative is death or cannibalism.

If I say I can't eat something, It means I can't eat it. It Is Not Edible To Me. It's not even appetizing. It literally does not register as food. You might as well hand me a rubber duck.

And it's frustrating!! Trust me, I wish I wasn't like this, too!! This isn't a choice!! I know it can be rude!! It's embarassing!! It's complicated and annoying and irrational!! That doesn't fix the problem!!

I just wish people didn't treat this sort of thing as "being picky" or lacking willpower or basic manners or something. I can't make myself eat certain foods the way you probably couldn't cut your own fingers off. Does that make sense? It's not just food. Fuck