i know there were a few people and experiences that led you to have low self-esteem. i know that through these experiences you kept meeting more and more of the same heartaches because you didn’t know you deserved better. you didn’t know what this “better” should, could, or would be. i pray that you fight for your right to love yourself. one day you’ll speak up clearly, you’ll feel confident, you’ll stand up straight, you’ll wear what you want, you’ll learn to say NO and you won’t take shit from anyone anymore. one day you’ll be able to clearly see what better looks like. and you’ll smile because everything and everyone in your life is better for you, because of you.
Tag: reminder
learning to let go and learning to relax means just freaking sticking those stickers on something. stop worrying if it’s the right place. burn that nice candle you’ve had for a year. it doesn’t need a special occasion. I’m gonna use those fancy soaps I’ve been collecting in a drawer even though they look so pretty and it means I’ll use them up. everything is temporary so just enjoy the littlest pleasures you can possibly have we all need to just let go and enjoy things while they last. the sticker’s gonna look fine on your water bottle I promise
gifted student™ brains are about as functional as horses when you get right down to it
which sounds like a shit post but consider: horses? hypothetically MADE for running. look at this magnificent muscle beasts. look at those legs. they must be so good at running, right? wrong. horses are fragile as fuck. horses break their gotdamn legs so so easily, and if they break their legs you just have to fucking shoot them. if they run, the thing they are MADE FOR, too fast their lungs will start bleeding. I just googled horses to see if I was missing anything and apparently if they lie down for a day their organs start collapsing or something so they can’t rest from their One Horse Purpose even when they’re hurt. they’re made to do one thing but they can only do it under Very Specific Conditions and if a single thing changes they just die.
which, you know. gifted students™ get applauded for being naturally smart when we’re five or whatever and then develop a terrible inflated sense of self that makes us highly averse to anything we’re not naturally good at, because it challenges our fragile childbrain egos and if we wait too long we’ll develop mental fences around entire subjects and skillsets (mine are math and studying) because we think we’re Bad at them, when in reality we just need to practice but are frustrated by that because it’s harder than being ~naturally talented~ was. we get applauded for doing One Thing but the second we run into slightly different things that our brains don’t comprehend as readily? it’s a Bad Time. I still have so much anxiety over things I don’t feel Naturally Talented at that I’ve been sitting here writing this post for like 10 minutes rather than read the feedback on my religion paper. I got a 100% on it, but I’m still That Scared of anything other than straight heaps of praise because that’s what my childbrain was acclimated to. just send me to the glue factory already.
Its important to note that a lot of horse problems are because of how they are exploited by people, pushed too hard and made beasts of burden that they were never meant to be. I think this strengthens the analogy
transgender day of visibility is soon (march 31st) so a friendly important reminder to cis people, especially those who call themselves allies,
it is not a day for you to out your trans/nonbinary friends/acquaintances, because of “pride and visibility.” That’s not supportive, it’s dangerous. If you know someone is closeted, do not pressure them to post selfies or come out or whatever. use the pronouns they need to use in public for their safety.
if you want to be supportive of the day, reblog selfies and information by people who are out and want their voices boosted. donate to trans/nonbinary charities and gofundmes/donation posts on here, if you’re in a monetary situation you can do so. check in on your trans/nb friends (privately) and see if they’re doing okay.
cis people can and are encouraged to reblog this for reference and to inform other cis people.
my opinions on racism will always be limited as I’m from a position of white privilege, so whilst it’s so important to call out racial inequality and oppression when I see it, it’s also important for me to recognise that my voice should not shout over those who have actually experienced racism and have a far better understanding of how it operates then I ever will
so many people on tumblr dont seem to get this
All my white followers take a gander
More info on the school walkout! Spread the word and please participate if you can!
[set of tweets from the National School Walkout on twitter reading; “This .is .a. national. movement. All schools are encouraged to participate. The 10:00 time is done by your time zone, “rolling” over the country.
Gather your classmates. Work with your administrators and class presidents. Propose these ideas respectfully and efficiently. Just emailing your local school officials can get the ball rolling on this movement. #NationalSchoolWalkout
On Friday, April 20th we want students to attend school and then promptly WALK-OUT at 10:00 am. Sit outside your schools and peacefully protest. Make some noise. Voice your thoughts. “We are students, we are victims, we are change.”
So, what’s our plan? On Friday, April 20th, the 19th anniversary of the Columbine shooting we propose a National High School walk out. Don’t attend school, wear orange and protest. Sign the petition on our page if you pledge to do so. #nationalwalkout #schoolwalkout”]
Who made fun of the kid?
Any time you see a meme of some “bad” artwork, or a piece of “cringy fandom art with thousands of notes (that’s actually just an innocent drawing), some “poorly-drawn” sparkledog or fursona, it’s very likely it’s a kid’s drawing. And those kids WILL see it.
I especially see a lot of reposted artwork of sonic ocs and fursonas on tumblr just for people to laugh at, and when I trace the artwork back to dA, it was made by some 12 year old.
On a smaller scale: when I was a kid, I worked for hours and hours to animate some cute dogs, one with hovering with a little pair of wings, another to look like it was taking a nap and breathing serenely, but when I posted it, the site sped it up or something. I put it on deviantart, and someone older said it looked like something was trying to burst out of the dog, and everyone started making fun of it and laughing. I was 9. I went to my neopets pages and deviantart and deleted all of my animations and gifs in case any of the others were actually “bad” without me noticing.
I didn’t try animating again for a long, long time. And I didn’t post anything new to deviantart for years. Most importantly, I didn’t improve much during that time.
Later, when I made friends with supportive artists, I got better in a few weeks than I had in over a year.
The approval or disapproval from older artists will literally make or break younger artists and their careers. Their futures are literally in our hands. We need to be gentle with them.
anyway bye
I feel like this is about bad experiences in your life. You can turn them into something good…but not always.
It also reminded of writing. Like sometimes you can spin ideas into something brilliant, sometimes the ideas are just stuck or won’t come at all.
i keep seeing that one post about ‘wanting a sword but not being sure What to do with it practically’
when i was like 15 my brother asked me what i wanted for christmas and i jokingly said i want a sword like a knight sword he bought me one from some historical replica place and i just hung it on my wall
and for YEARS what i always did
was whenever i was going out somewhere fancy and i was in my dress and my heels and my hair all nicely done i would take the sword around and just walk around the tile part of my house with it kind of loosely gripped in my hand, just all slow and casual, hear my heels click, carrying it bc you would be amazed what looking rly hot AND carrying a sword will do for your confidence l i ke. i’d feel ready for anything
and my mom would always come out because she’d be expecting it and just watch me with some mixture of amusement and bewilderment but she never actually asked
five years later i still do this in college… before job interviews… formal affairs… dates…. just get ready and then carry the sword around for a while you’ll feel so good i promis
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