me wiping the tears quickly before my mother comes in the room so she doesn’t realize it’s getting bad again
I had the weird concept to call my ocd Voices Morro lately, since I realized it’s pretty comparable to the fandom perception of how Morro inside Lloyd’s head was like.
So I’ve just been going “shut up, Morro” when the Voices say something mean
I’ve got a 50% success rate so far, I’d say
God gives his silliest clowns the most debilitating ocd compulsions (I've replayed the same scenario in my head for 4 hours now)
So I’ve been lurking for the past few years for various reasons but I think I’m ready to blog openly again. Please like or reblog if you’re in any of my current fandoms!
Devilman
Helluva Boss
Hetalia
Jurassic World: Camp Cretaceous
Lilo & Stitch
South Park
SP Bunny (my OTP)
Star Trek TOS
Steven Universe
I am so ready for therapy
Me, knowing I wont be ready to open up for therapy
Rule
the botany students
dozens of houseplants growing in your room
a pocket guide to local flora tucked in your backpack
studying the complex anatomy of plants
performing experiments to see how plants grow under different conditions
long walks, identifying the species you see along the way
detailed botanical diagrams
the humid air of a greenhouse
practicing sketches, working to accurately capture each leaf and petal
pressing samples beneath heavy textbooks
understanding the complex nature of ecosystems
wildflowers tucked into your hair
a crumbling stone wall, overgrown with moss and ivy
learning to distinguish edible and poisonous plants
watching a graft take hold
fingertips stained with chlorophyll and dirt
a cup of herbal tea, slowly growing cold as you study for an exam
the smell of earth just after a rainstorm
wandering through a forest, counting the types of trees you pass
knowing what plants to use for home remedies
tending to your garden
cool, foggy mornings, walking through dew covered grass
collecting samples for further study, handling the delicate specimens with care
a sense of awe at the huge variety in plant species
the rare elegance of flowers that bloom only once a decade
There's a few things you can do
1. Put it under a beanie or hoodie cover, jut out only some of the hair
2. Cut it yourself if you can, and you know it's safe to
3. Look at inspiration of men with ponytails and man buns to shift your dysphoria into euphoria, try men long hair hairstyles on youtube
about a year ago my mom let me cut my hair to whatever length i wanted because i let her get me therapy or soemtjing and j got it to an awesome pixie cut!! but it’s grown out to my shoulders now and its givin me some major dysphoria and i’m too scared to convince my parents to get it cut again. and no, i haven’t come out to them. i’ve been giving them hints, though.
anyways, basically want i wanted to ask is should i cut it myself? or should i just like— suck it up??? putting it in ponytails doesn’t help with the dysphoria
From bi.org in 1997, its first year, when it was at bisexual.org and called "Bisexual Options"
I always feel so guilty after I ruminate on an intrusive thought. I know the thought itself is intrusive but I feel like a bad person for even thiking about it and trying to disprove it. I feel like I can’t trust what I tell myself.
i'm like if jesse pinkman wrote emo poetry and reblogged random shit // any prns ★
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