every time i start to feel cringe for being too deep in the hyperfixation i remember the intense depression i have waded through and have to remind myself that enjoyment is fleeting (so grab it with both hands), and life is for loving (so hold that love close), and if anyone thinks i’m cringe they must not be having a very good time (and i hope they can find a good time soon).
Nothing gives the same kind of random ego boost like managing to finally clean up your home and making it nice. Like ooh look at me, I'm living like people do, I made myself iced tea and I am eating my snack from a real plate. I got floors and shit.
I don't use Tumblr a lot now a days other than to post the occasional meme or afk browse whilst doing something boring but if anyone wants to know what happened to me in the past year:
Got a new relationship status (single and feeling much more freedom as a result of it)
Got a new cat
Got a new group of friends
Got a new fixed nose
Got a new job
In the process of getting a new place to live in an entirely different city
Everyone I know has been commenting how I seem much happier this year and they can't remember the last time I was this smiley so ayyyyy
if parks and rec was still being made they’d do a bit where ron swanson has to wear a pronouns name tag and it’d just be “???/???” And it’d cut to a talking head of him going
“I’ve been a fool all this time. It’s bad enough the government knows my name, but now they want to know my gender? So I’m not letting them know my preferred pronouns. As far as I’m concerned, no one in this building should refer to me at all.”