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Depression sux

100+% of my Pinterest I got to a place where I realized other people can have the same soul-crushing depressive stank that periodically drapes my life form - you know, the fluffy lead down that friggin swaddles you. But now I see I'm not the only poor slob. At some point I'd crawled to a big enough clearing, fog at bay, and saw others coping - eating, hiding, drinking, jerking, whatever the self-medication or therapy - when a beautiful magical mystical beast strolled into the clearing and proclaimed, "I, too, have slogged the shit, and behold, it consumes me incompletely. Let us help one another." So here we are. You. Me. World. All connected somehow. http://www.upworthy.com/30-things-people-dont-realize-youre-doing-because-of-your-depression Perhaps I will leave you with an uplifting thought box. 1% of my Pinterest
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Don't try too hard to get approval from others.

Second guessing

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Have you ever made an important decission just to wonder later if you did the right thing? Don't beat yourself up over decisions made - no one knows everything and you did the best with the information you had at the time. And your descision may well be not that bad after all.

Strength from less

I ran across this today, thought it might help. How to Make Your Anxiety Work for You Instead of Against You #goldilocksanxiety #change

judgy

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If no one judged, I'd use plastic grocery bags for travel ware, and I'd shave my arms and legs to hide the uneven hair growth. I'd say FUCK with more abandon, probably not tuck in my shirt tail as often. There's a percentage of expectations of your environmental companions that you want to meet. That you know how to use personal hygiene products, that you interact in some moderated fashion - those things come to mind. And some expectations have more weight, so know *that* shit . If you're too different, there's a risk people moving you to another less-nice box in their minds with other non-conformists, even if those co-non-cons have some standards you definitely do not identify with. It would almost be better not to be in a box at all, but people wanna know what to expect, ergo you are evaluated/judged and boxed (on a per person basis). It helps to control your weird, because what the fuck if you alienate the one of the few that could handle+enjoy your wei...

This bloglovin of which you speak

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Signs

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There was this post/blog/article somewhere with a list of anxiety symptoms at work, and one of them was spending exorbitant amounts of time getting email messages just right. Maybe it was signs of introversion but shit who cares. It's me to a 'T'. What exactly is exorbitant, excessive? If it takes an hour and a half to respond to the original question, the questions that may arise from that answer, plus the background and reasons behind decisions, 90 minutes could seem like a rush job. Because of course you're re-reading the thing after every edit to make sure your whatsis agree with your thingamajigs, and you didn't pluralize or there/their/they're anything. And before sending it you save and take a pee break because when you come back and read it again it's already started fading in your memory and you have a nice new perspective that comes with a relatively empty bladder. Then there's the time it takes to analyze your response against the recipien...