I think the only reason why I'm "overly sexual" is because i feel lonely and worthless all the time. Seeing guys pay to see me on of or wanting to hook up with me gives me the feeling of being worth something.
guys I promise I'm not simping for video game characters again-
So I've been playing BOTW more and-
Link do be hittin different now
Also Sidon is just a scaly chivalrous 10 ft tall himbo and I love him for that. Thank god for Tumblr having comfort hcs because it's been kinda rough lately. Studying for exams and driving tests so I've been breaking out cause of stress, which makes me feel ugly TwT
but I'm sure it'll be okay!
I struggle with my self image and identity so much that extremely dark thoughts plagued me for a majority of my life. I know its not right to whine, but sometimes i feel like we all deserve a space to while, especially after you feel like everything has gone wrong. I just want to be happy about who i am, and thats so hard to even attempt, regardless of what people say to help me.
Even though i struggle with this on my end, I want to help all those who struggle with the same thing. guiding others towards the very thing i desire most: positive self image. i helped my friends accept themselves when they needed someone and even now with them helping me, its such slow progress and i feel almost immovable in this rut. its almost like even when i’m fully transitioned, my dysphoria won’t go away. It feels like it would be worse because simply because my body and how i physically look different, my own bias will make me still hate all of it and regret it.
I hate myself so much, and i know people don’t care, but i want to be happy, i want to like myself, but it always feels like i’m always failing what i even desire.
does anyone else ever get a little sad when they think about the fact that they may never get to see the future they used to fantasize about because it’s taken so long just to get where they are right now and who knows if they’ll even be alive next year
It’s not just the fact that I want to see more seasons of Prodigal Son (and believe me, I do), it’s also the fact that I want the characters to actually get the endings they deserve. The resolution to the questions that the show asks.
This whole show is about whether you can go through trauma and abuse and still come out the other side of it a person who can live a relatively healthy, relatively happy, relatively meaningful life.
We got to see Malcolm struggle in many ways that a lot of us have, but we haven’t yet seen him emerge from the darkness... and a lot of us need to see that. We need that confirmation (even in a fictional scenario such as this) that there’s a brighter future ahead.
I want a hopeful ending. I want to see Malcolm succeed and even be happy. I want to see things get better for the characters that are struggling. I want to believe that things do. It doesn’t have to be perfect by any means. It just needs to be enough to give hope that there’s a light somewhere at the end of the tunnel, you know?
@slaeyers : 'i don’t want you to be alone.' sanemi for juro! xoxo
𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐃𝐒 𝐒𝐇𝐎𝐔𝐋𝐃𝐍’𝐓 𝐀𝐅𝐅𝐄𝐂𝐓 𝐇𝐈𝐌 𝐀𝐒 much as they do. They shouldn’t, they absolutely fucking shouldn’t, but they do. Maybe it’s because those words are being said by the one person that broke their way past the bony cage of his chest and sliced deeply into his heart. Or whatever that is left of it after his transformation.
Perhaps he’ll have the slayer carve him open just to check and see if it’s still there, still beating. Maybe then he’ll get the courage to speak his feelings. He’d be able to hand his heart over physically, all aflutter, and tell him that this is what Sanemi does to it every time they see each other. Juro would do so in a heartbeat, never once flinching away from the idea of plunging a knife into his skin.
But the words from the slayer plunge deeper than any knife could. Hitting a nerve that placates him, causes his eyes to suddenly grow teary around the edges, that he has to quickly wipe on the sleeves of his yukata before the other gets a chance to see. How long has he waited to hear that?
Juro hides it all behind one of his careful smiles, the one that looks too big on his face and closes his eyes slightly. “ Hah, ” His voice is shakier than he wanted it to be. His hands tighten into fists underneath his sleeves to keep himself composed. “ Getting soft on me now, are you? ” He keeps the usual amusement in his tone, but it doesn’t last long, he no longer able to keep up the charade. “ I’ve always been alone. It’s all I have. ”