I'm not trying to be a pessimist, I'm just trying to be prepared.
I've heard this saying a lot, and I really like the idea of it, but actually doing it...that's another story.
Fiction about women supporting women? A cast of characters that is almost entirely POC? Nuanced discussion of international adoption and the trauma of assimilation? Yes please.
Stay away from Target.
I feel like my brain is just constantly processing and coping and that's great, really, my life is so much better now than it was five or even just one year ago because of this, but the result is just constant exhaustion.
I'm a freezer. My brain has learned that fighting almost always makes the situation worse, and running betrays the panic I feel inside which could also make things worse, so I just freeze up.
It's finally starting to feel a bit more like fall and a little less like Hell's armpit, so to celebrate, I made a quiz!
Overall, life has been really good lately. Chaotic and full of big changes, sure, but good in that way that makes your soul feel warm.
Lately, I’ve been trying to rely less on feelings of motivation to get things done and more on the principle of discipline, but alas, my mind is an ornery 3-year-old, so I often have to trick it into being disciplined.
How seriously are you supposed to take these kinds of thoughts when you know you don't really want to die, but at the same time, the idea of continuing to exist as your horrible self fills you with dread and rage?