Lots of CBT therapists claim that reducing the patient to an incoherent sobbing mess every session is how therapy is supposed to work. Lots of them sit there smiling proudly when they torment a patient past coherent thought, and they make no effort to support or stabilize that patient. Same energy as a child burning ants with a magnifying glass. Except that in this case, the child is claiming that the ants are responsible for the fire actually, and that they can stop being on fire if they ~*~*~*jUsT bE MiNdFuL*~*~*~ while doing a bunch of pointless fucking worksheets.
If CBT feels abusive to you, then it IS. It can be very invalidating to people with PTSD/c-PTSD, chronic pain, and other conditions because it refuses to acknowledge the real world, instead framing everything as the patient's silly little delusions. If this feels like your situation, then the bravest thing you can do is end therapy and remove yourself. You deserve compassionate help, not another predator enjoying your pain.
You’re more than what you make.
Your productivity does not determine your value.
It’s okay to do nothing sometimes.
Not everything you do has to result in a product.
Not everything you make has to be important, significant, or even good.
You can make things just for yourself.
You can keep secrets for yourself, whether it’s not posting some of your projects or not sharing your techniques.
You’re allowed to say no.
You’re allowed to rest.
Brought this beautiful kitty home from the thrift store. It looks like an employee found her endearing, too.
(Image ID: A ceramic cat statue about 12 inches/30 centimeters tall, photographed from several angles. The cat is slender and off-white, sitting with her black-tipped paws tucked tightly together and her black tail wrapped around her body. She’s stretching upward as though trying to charm a person into petting her. She has artistic flourishes drawn all over her in a sketchy, ink-brush-like style — including a pink flower blossom on top of her head, a red heart on her chest, leaves down the back of her neck, and multi-coloured fish spilling plentifully up her lower back. Her eyelashes and whiskers are thickly lined in a way resembling mascara, and her human-like lips are red. A handwritten price sticker on the cat’s chest says, “She has a sore [left] ear :( $22″ She does indeed have a small chip missing from the tip of her left ear.)
hi guys!!! cripple is a slur!! being disabled is not an inherently bad thing!! people with brain fog aren't bad people or friends!! people with chronic pain should get accomodations and safe places to express themselves!! disabled people shouldn't be afraid to use mobility aids!! you shouldn't kick out someone's cane or crutches!! being neurodivergent is NOT the fucking same as being diaabled!!
One ironic thing that I love about the hitch-hikers guide to the galaxy is that Douglas Adams apparently was determined to write and create a sci-fi story that showed the future positively, to avoid it being like the depressive prediction of the future that blade runner portrayed. That being said, the first hitchhiker book starts with the main character's house being bulldozed to build a bypass by the council, then immediately after this happens, the entire earth is also destroyed for a space bypass by an intergalactic council
a new acrylic painting of mine :) called "Sparrow"
couldnt really do anything more thn some sketches today so. hydreggy