The Fact That I’m 90% Sure I Know What Game This Is From And Might Be Currently On THAT QUEST Is Proof

Every time I go to draw something I go “hey! I should color this” and then that leads to “hey! I should shade this” and then I fall into the trap of “hey! I should texture this” and suddenly I’m three days deep fucking finger painting in procreate because I’m too broke for an updated Apple Pencil that will pair with my iPad and I’ve decidedly bit off far more than I can chew because I’m trying to fully render something, and then on day four I start looking at it sideways and going “I don’t even know if I like this anymore.” And I don’t even know if it’s worth posting it at that point.

I used to work as a cashier at a grocery store and literally had a middle aged lady go “you’re really good at organizing my groceries for me, other cashiers at the next store over don’t know how to do it the same way you do” (I could bag groceries and organize some of the self-brought trolleys that were full up in less than five minutes. The manager still wanted me to be somehow faster) and if that doesn’t sum up this entire post in one experience I don’t know what does.

Still got paid a “competitive” wage of the bare fucking minimum. Glad I left that place.

Worked there for two years and they treated me like shit for the majority of the time, and my labor skills weren’t even valued.

You can’t complain about a lack of skill due to high turnover rates and also claim said skills do not exist. Make it make sense.

I need a fucking nettypot Jesus Christ THE COLD IS OVER WHY AM I STILL CONGESTED, WHAT THE FUCK.

Can I SLEEP PLEASE?! CAN I PLEASE GET A SLEEP?!

NOTE: *WITHOUT SUFFOCATING*

I think it’s also worth mentioning if any of yall have had medical professionals as parents there’s like a 50% chance they were the type to say “rub some dirt in it you’re fine” when you very much WERE NOT fine. My mother was in med school for a long ass time during my childhood. I had to frequently fight and argue with her to get her to take me to see professionals, and some of that is due to her own internalized stuff. Dgmw I loved her then but I love her more now, as the woman who is actively working though unlearning these mindsets taught to her by her own abusive parents. I did love the woman who told me “I refuse to get you diagnosed and take you to a therapist, you’ll be labeled a crazy person the rest of your life and I will have failed you” when I was struggling with my PTSD, OCD, depression, and anxiety, but it was so damn strained that it hurt. I loved her, and trusted (mostly) her, but felt that I needed more help than she realized. And I did.

Some of you may be dismissing your chronic conditions as a result of a similar experience; I implore you, DONT.

Fight for a diagnosis. Doctors and nurses will dismiss you, and yes, it’s shitty, but it’s because of the huge amount of strain capitalism places on their shoulders. At the end of the day, 90% of our problems have a root cause of ✨capitalism✨, and it fucking sucks. They’re often overworked, and that’s definitely going to impact patient care no matter what someone says. That’s no excuse for their actions, or to allow yourself to give up on seeking treatment.

For example:

My brother got diagnosed with ADHD after my mom noticed he had trouble with blurting out answers and sitting still and talking way too fast when he was little.

My mom (prior to med school at the time) had to FIGHT to get me diagnosed when she realized I was struggling too, but it appeared differently than my brother’s.

It’s expensive and it takes time, and it’s frustrating as fuck, but getting the correct treatment can truly improve your lives. Don’t settle for feeling like shit and being brushed off about it. That’s letting them crush you under heel. You are worthy of getting better. Your struggle and pain is very much real, because you can feel it, and you’re trying to live with it, even they think it’s somehow “not”. No matter how long a road that is, you have a right to enjoy your life as best you can. Don’t let some doctors brush you off about that.

The effects of your chronic illnesses, whether is a chronic mental illness, or a physiological illness are NOT “all in your head”. Trust me when I speak from personal experience, you CANNOT mind over matter your way outta that shit. It will catch up with you eventually and you will be stuck trying to face that on your own when you not only can’t, but shouldn’t.

Don’t settle for feeling like shit your whole life. That’s no way to live. Don’t let people tell you what you’re experiencing when you already know it first hand. No one should be allowed to sit and suffer endlessly. That’s not right- it’s not fair- and you shouldn’t let that be your life.

YOU ARE WORTHY OF GETTING BETTER.

I feel like I can now run for miles with the aid of my inhaler.

Im an unstoppable force. Lock your doors and windows, cuz it’s over for y’all.

Cold weather enjoyer FREAKS when they’re shivering and tensed up and can’t feel their toes and their face hurts and

@dolotonglo *ringing the dinner bell once again*

Pride and Prejudice AU.

Just an excuse to draw them in regency era outfits tbh.

I got my first pap done today.

If I never see another speculum again it’ll be too fucking soon.

Also yes

happy holidays!!!💙

silliness

Do you ever wonder if Phoenix annoys the piss out of Apollo in an attempt to push him away at first because he doesn’t want to put him in a position where if he dies suddenly, Apollo will long for his mentor’s guidance like he did with Mia but can’t get it because he doesn’t have Maya or Pearl as council like Phoenix did, and then suddenly he has his badge back and is like “well shit I can’t just switch up now” and just continues to be an ass to Apollo because he’s like ‘well I made this bed, time to lay in it’?

Sorry I just woke up yall but my brain never be sleepin

so I got into grad school today with my shitty 2.8 gpa and the moral of the story is reblog those good luck posts for the love of god