#thanks for reading if you did :)

[bluefiz]

He just doesn’t understand

#OK SO BASICALLY this is a transfem/gender fluid sanji comic #sanji’s putting on makeup the way he learnt during the timeskip and then zoro walks in #zoros like oh its ok perona put me in makeup too and it was nice to try and show sanji hes supportive #sanji thanks him for it but cant bring himself to tell zoro that he’s dressing up to express his not-cis identity #HENCE SOME OF HIS HAIR FALLS BACK TO HIS FACE #HES HIDING HIS TRUE SELF #but both of his eyebrows are showing so he’s atleast facing his fear of judgement #i should write a fanfic with this idea or something #i have so many more ideas for this headcanon but so little time #thanks for reading if you did #trans sanji #sanji #vinsmoke sanji #zosan #roanoa zoro #one piece #one piece comic #hes so pretty i just wanna eat him like a marshmallow

[imnotperson7]

May I ask for a prinxiety rant? They are my favorite boys and I'd love to hear your thoughts on them 💜❤️

YES 100% YES.

This is gonna be like a whole essay so buckle up, and also please excuse how all over the place this is

A creativity and an anxiety being together I feel like just makes sense. Like, they’re working together and having a healthy relationship instead of trying to work against each other(?) and I feel like the flirting with social anxiety asides episode is a great example of that, Virgil saw Roman sad and pushed Thomas to talk to Nico. And Thomas in exploring nostalgia says “so I might not have had Roman create half as many of the stories and worlds he did without Virgil giving you reason to.” And of course Roman saying that Virgil is what pushes Thomas to rehearse and rehearse in accepting anxiety. To put it simply, Virgil loves Roman and lets him actually do stuff instead of holding him back. (I hope this makes sense lmao)

There’s also so many moments between them to, like all the small comments that they make towards each other that MELTS MY HEART.

List of my favorite moments:

-in 12 days of Christmas Roman looks at Virgil after saying “my true love gave to me” and when Logan asks who the true love is he quickly says that it’s not important

-Roman saying that making fun of things is how she shows his love (he makes fun of Virgil obv)

-once again the entirety of flirting with social anxiety

-‘anxiety’s the fairest of them all’

-all the nicknames

-just the word ‘Princey’ honestly

-Virgil saying ‘no one hates you’ in learning new things about ourselves, idk it just means so much more coming from him rather than Patton or something

-in alone on Valentine’s Day Virgil says that talking to someone you like could make you get ‘tongue tied, jumbled, confused’ and then in fitting in when Virgil changes his look Roman does exactly that

-‘don’t worry, everyone loves the villain’

-Roman not taking back calling Virgil hot topic 🤷‍♀️

-And of course In new sketch (the sides need a nice day) Virgil tries to bond with Roman by kinda mixing their interests together, of course lowkey fails but it’s the effort that counts.

Anyways thanks for reading if you did! Ik this most likely didnt make that much sense and that some of those moments are random but I hope it was somewhat understandable, and honestly I could go on for hours but I’m not trying to write a 100k word essay lmao.

#help this is everywhere #I’m literally insane #someone pay for my therapy please😁 #thanks for reading if you did #this is what I spend my time doing #rant #roman sanders #virgil sanders #sanders sides #thomas sanders #tss #prinxiety #it was in my head #they’re boyfriends your honor

[kakusu-shipping]

You’re all getting another unpromted headcanon dump because I’m very personally tired of the “Mario would hide his struggles and trauma post Movie from Luigi because he doesn’t want to look weak and keep up the appearance of the Strong Older Brother” take. Don’t Eldest Daughter Syndrome Mario. He and Luigi are a team. A pair. He would tell Luigi everything.

Anyway here’s everything I think Mario personally struggles with and would rely on Luigi for

The Mario movie put it very blatantly on the table that Mario’s a little touchy about his height. It’s probably more so because he’s use to being picked on as The Short Guy on the sports team rather than it really actually bothering him all that much. He’s just assumes someone calling him short is an insult. The only personal problem he has with it is being shorter than Luigi. They spent a lot of their childhood the same height, and Luigi being taller still messes them both up from time to time

This is another left over from Highschool; Mario and Luigi (accidentally) kind of fell into the trope of the Smart twin and the Sporty twin, with Mario being the ladder. This messed with his head in a way he couldn’t really articulate, being expected to be a Meathead like the other guys on his sports teams did actually cause his grades to go down, especially in Math which use to be his best subject, which of course caused a lot of concerned backlash from their parents, especially his dad. Now he has it locked in his brain somewhere he’s stupid when he’s not.

He’s bad with people. Luigi’s a lot more of a people person than he is. He has a hard time connecting to people, or making simple small talk. He can be pretty blunt, or awkward, and maybe a bit aggressive sounding, especially to someone not use to how loud and confidently he speaks. As he gets older he gets quieter, speaks less, falls into a much more comfortable selective mute life style, and it suits him much better than trying to fumble through talking to people. He prefers to listen

He’s definitely a workaholic, he’d gotta be busy busy busy all the time. A lot of people will see him run from one project to the next, never turning down a request for help with something, constantly juggling tasks and working on something in his spare time and think it’s all because he’s such a nice, hard working guy. But no. It’s the stress of not doing enough. Or because he anxious being alone. Luigi’s the only one who knows Mario will keep going till he crashes, and is the one to always stop him and remind him he’s doing enough, he’s enough. Take a break.

Mario’s always struggled with separation anxiety. He’s never been one for the whole concept of “alone time”, he’d much rather be near people he loves and trusts and can relax around. He use to joke it stems from being born first, those few moments before Luigi was born was more than enough alone time for a life time. He tries to wave it off occasionally, but it really is a problem. If he is ever left alone, say Luigi goes off on some grand adventure without him, he finds things to work on until he passes out, and then just sleeps and lays about until Luigi comes back.

#Mario #Headcanon post #Emile's Writing #I forgot to tag my last few random headcanon dumps with that oops kfdjgkdfjkg #Also included of course is any insomnia and nightmares the movie and other such adventures would inflict #My personal Mario timeline is the Less Mario talks in any given game the older he is #Minus the first 3 2D platformers where there's barely any dialogue #Those are early adventures to me as well just also with Luigi #So we start at like 23 Movie Mario and eventually get to Early 30's Super Paper Mario #With any game with Jr in it being later in the timeline as well because Jr was born After Mario showed up personal headcanon #and is like 6 in Sunshine so kfdjgkfdgk #I do NOT have the mental energy to be talking about a purely headcanon based Mario Timeline actually #Here's all my personal ideas for Mario's mental weaknesses because to me he's a 3D human person with flaws and struggles #While also being just a Really Good Guy #I love him #Aight it's 2am I should be off to bed now I GUESS #Thanks for reading if you did #Lemme know if you ALSO have any Mario personal struggles would LOVE to see more headcanons from people #And Luigi too I know we all have a MILLION headcanons for Luigi Insecurities

[gojo-mochi]

Personal 👇 tw death

Today marks one year since my mom passing. I feel… sad but not sad enough? Idk feelings and emotions and grief is weird. A lot of things happened this year, bad things haha but some good things! I wish I could tell her all the good things that happened to me in person and tell her that I finally got back into writing again. Though I know she’s resting now and she’ll hear me thru my prayers. This isn’t really anything I just wanted to get my thoughts out in someway and not have it wriggle inside of me.

#tw death #softy talks to you​ (·•᷄ࡇ•᷅ ) (•᷄ •᷅ ;) #thanks for reading if you did #no need for sympathy or pity I’m oki 🫶

[islandofohara]

word dump ahead:

antsy over career news this week until i get that prospective email anytime now

getting back into cartomancy through lenormand, this aspect has been well; i got a pretty deck made by a local artist friend

also getting back to dancing, let's see if it works both for my physical and mental wellbeing

got my coffee supply for work - strong local ground beans and specialty sugar

finished 3 books within a month, 2 from local women writers/journalists

also spent so much in less than a month, probably overcompensating for all these breakdowns

should write more, pen-and-paper, just to get myself off of doomscrolling/swiping so often

#anyway #thanks for reading if you did #back to my regular programming #an orchestrated teacher smile for the coworkers and kids #sel.txt

[skeletalhorse]

I'm all up in my feelings. You've been warned.

I had a dream about my dad last night. This November will be 15 years since he died. I've only had a handful of dreams about him since he's been gone and I'm salty about it. But I had a nice dream last night. He came home and was healthy and looked normal. I hugged him and we talked for a long time. It just sucks that in real life I can hardly remember what his voice sounded like. I miss him.

Also, my partner leaves for Canada tomorrow for another fucking work trip. I'm going to have a tough week.

#life is weird #just feel emotional #and can't even blame anything else for it #thanks for reading if you did #if you didn't i understand and hope you're doing well

[joshbruh10x]

So I just heard the audio a few days ago and went hey you kow what I can do something with this so now here's a small short for the zombie au. Consider this as like a teaser or some sort of hype up for the next chap ig.

Is this semi torturing Monty during his bite? Maybe

Fun fact this was supposed to be the end pic transition but like i chose to scrap it instead, so uhh here it is tho

#haha tormenting the dude #dont judge me #zombie monty #zombie au #montgomery gator #glamrock freddy #glamrock bonnie #gregory sb #fnaf gregory #fazcule #joshblogs #joshanimates #bonus fun fact #if you paid attention in the video he slowly transitions into his zombie self with the blood and green eye glow etc #ye thats it #thanks for reading if you did

[urdepressedslut]

this is totally unrelated to writing but i’ve just been dealing with some things and i’ve finally realized that when i’m with someone (platonic/romantic) i give them all my love, i tear my own heart out and let them keep it, i basically bleed for them… i realize that i love too much, and that’s the problem. everyone always ends up walking away, and they never are willing to give me their everything like i do.

yeah it hurts, but i gotta keep moving.

#sorry i’m struggling #tw depressing stuff #thanks for reading if you did #sappy mood #feel free to ignore

[srldesigns6277]

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#this is tmi #i just needed to rant #i hate that fucking depression drop in the middle of your period #yes im aware i should be thankful it doesnt give me too much dysphoria #but my god its so fun to have a not bad day then tl be hit with a wall of depression thoughts #about how much i suck or how much i bother peopke #its not as if i didnt know that already thoughts #i am aware im extremely lucky in finding my gf because i havw no friends #im a teacher who can talk to anyone about most things but there arent connections there #im thankful on here some people are willing to put up with how bothersome i can be #something im eternally grateful for but i feel like im always a bother #who cant do shit right #if i could id probably have a fulltime job by now #alright scattered rant done #thanks for reading if you did

[superlemurisland]

💜 𝓙𝓮𝓷𝓷𝔂 & 𝑱𝒂𝒎𝒊𝒆 💚 | The lovers | 𝙏𝙤𝙜𝙚𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙛𝙤𝙧𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧 | Separated by class but made for each other | Lore below vvv Note: [Jamie is 1/2 brown hare and 1/2 Impala, Jenny is 1/2 Jackalope (fathers side) 1/4 Deer and 1/4 Bunny (mothers side)] Jamie; working hard on the farm they inherited from their dead mother and abandoned by an unknown father, they struggle to keep the family business afloat. only having their extended family to help, they don't get much free time. Not being able to heal from an unknown past, it doesn't help that the only man that knew their father refuses to tell them the whole truth... Jamie assumed his death so they decide to wear the only thing he left behind, a brown leather jacket. To air out the frustrations of having to work on a farm all the time, Jamie is a drummer in a band. Jenny; She's never had any control of anything. Jenny has had her entire life planned out by her parents, her opinions are discarded so often that she saw no use in speaking for herself. So starting at the age of 6 she's decided to stay mute, only speaking in whispers. Not looking forward to an arranged marriage, she longs for a better life. She has until 21 to find a "proper lover" otherwise she will be given away by her father to expand the family wealth. Between college and home life, she spends her free time either with Jamie or practicing the dark arts of magic. Only having her mother partially on her side, she fights to have the freedom to be with her true love, Jamie. Their love:

They met at the age of 6. Jamie found Jenny being harassed by a group of young boys, both being labeled as freaks by classmates (due to appearance and family history). Jamie decided to butt in and invited them to bully them instead; they accepted, and from then on Jamie would always make sure Jenny made it home okay and was never alone… and because of their good hearing, they were the only one who could understand Jenny's whispers.

They instantly found a connection, the feeling of wanting to fit in and belong. So every day after class they would meet in the land between the farm and Jenny's home… turns out, there was a forest that connected the two. They would explore abandoned buildings together, collect ingredients for spells, and get into trouble. But more often than not, they just liked talking to each other without having to fear judgment. Occasionally they would go into town, but it was rare… as they couldn't be seen together. It didn't matter what they did together as long as they were never apart. As they grew, they both got into music, finding a garage to practice in they spent most of their time there hidden from the eyes of others.

Jenny's father was unforgiving and never gave Jamie a chance; he hated them and wanted them out of the picture… His wife would help by spying on them, but always thought the idea of separating the two was idiotic. Regardless, Jenny's father was intent on getting his way… by any means necessary. Note: [This is very much a skimmed version of the time line but it's just a taste of who they are and why they love each other!! I have something very big planned for them and I'm very excited! also . . . Jenny is also part vampire from her grandfathers side and part witch from her grandmother! She likes to practice her magic on Jamie :3]

#my art #furry art #furry #oc art #fursona art #new oc #jackalope #jackalope oc #goth oc #lovers #bunny oc #country punk oc #impala #vampire oc #witch oc #my ocs #my oc stuff #oc lore #THANKS FOR READING IF YOU DID #My first lore based ocs #long text #lore #my fursona #new ocs #fursona #gothic #goth gf #country punk bf

[frostryn]

complaining here because I don’t really have anyone to tell and I might as well just be shouting into the void, but my migraines have been worse this week or so and I am just in so much pain. near constantly. every day, and the medications aren’t working. this is hell

#laney says stuff #vent #i am gonna call my neuro tomorrow to see if there's like #anything else at all #it's just been depressing because I am worried that the rest of my life is gonna be like this #just pain every day spending hours in bed #everything has just been so hard and I don't think I'm gonna get my valentine's dress done in time this year :(( #thanks for reading if you did

[misssugarpinkshome]

Author Update!

Hey y'all! Here's the author update. Just posted Chapter 58, I'm so excited since the next chapter will be incredibly challenging for me to write. I hope you guys are excited as I am.

I'm... actually gonna put the update this time under a cut, cause it's A Wee Bit More Serious than normal, lmao.

The TL;DR: this boy can fit a whole lot of trauma in him, and he's kinda tired of it. It's been an incredibly hard month, but I'm also looking at the amount of growth I've done and I'm proud.

Thanks for reading, folks!!

(Big ol' trauma dump below the cut!)

OOOOKAY so like. Yikes!

I got called out by someone I look up to basically telling me I needed to shape up, and while they weren't WRONG, it really fucking hurt. As in, I got so incredibly triggered that I cried for about 48 hours straight.

This also led to me and a friend of mine having a really big falling out, and while it got resolved, oof it was exhausting.

At the end of those 48 hours, I had to deal with a situation in a server I moderate for where someone made some incredibly serious allegations about another server member.

The allegations turned out to be false, so we did not ban the server member who was accused -- which led to a callout post being written about me and the server, with false allegations about me that were incredibly triggering.

:) This was all right before a very nauseating 14 hour car ride :) Definitely did not fuck up my brain :) Definitely did not cause me to maybe split again :) Oops

My vacation to see my partner's extended family went really well at least? They're really awesome and good family. But I spent all of my free time working on a (currently around 50 page) document detailing all of the bullshit that happened with the allegations. Yes. It was that many pages. That's about a fourth of the bullshit.

Remember how I was on vacation? Well. I lied to my parents about my location. And they found out. And one thing led to another, I called them, they screamed at me, and... I broke my phone. I've made the decision to cut them off, because I just... can't handle this anymore.

Anyways. Cut to the present. I still haven't told them, but they figured as much since they can't reach me through my old number. My mom keeps emailing my workplace trying to contact me. I haven't been able to read them yet. My therapist is helping me compose a letter to my parents and my sister to let them know. My partner and my friends and family-by-association has been really supportive and caring, and it's a lot. Not to mention, school has started again, so now I'm back to being overworked and underpaid (and... actively dealing with some severe harassment from a homophobic student each day at the moment... ugh)

It's been an incredibly fucking hard month. The way I have to look at it, though, is that I am incredibly strong and I have grown so damn much. I have a lot going on, and normally, this would be enough to make me completely self destruct.

But (with the help of friends and my chosen family alike), I managed to help clean the living room. Today I did some dishes. I am ROCKING teaching. And... I'm desperately, hopelessly in love with my fiance, and feel safer than I ever have before.

I've always hated the phrase "what doesn't kill you makes you stronger" because of what I've been through. But right now, I'm feeling very strongly a variation of the phrase: "what you survive influences who you are; processing that makes you stronger." I feel like I've grown a lot in the past year alone, and it's only going to get better.

So... yeah! There's a huge big long trauma dump. I'm so so sorry lol I just... I want you guys to know about the person behind the T_T profile picture. It feels good to be seen. <3

#author update #Aaaa I"m not sure how to end all that #Thanks for reading if you did #And caring about your SugarPink Author

[toyourstations]

I’ve been hemming and hawing about talking about my healthcare journey publicly for a while. A friend (thanks Song) pointed out that it’d be good to have a log of things. From here I’ll be updating as things happen, but I thought it’d be a good idea to have a history of the issue written up for reference. I also thought I'd pop this stuff on my public account because who knows, it might be helpful to someone else.

Under a readmore because it turns out 5 years of mystery pain takes a lot of explaining. content warning for suicidal ideation.

In 2018, around mid-late february, my hands started to really hurt. They would swell in the heat which reduced mobility, and I coped mostly by holding cold cans or bottles to reduce the swelling and maintain movement. When it was still going on after a few weeks, I signed up with a GP. I recognised that this was going to be the start of something ongoing, and as I also needed treatment for depression and HRT, I wanted to get access to one regular doctor. I had previously been enrolled with the local student health clinic, where it was almost impossible to see the same doctor multiple times.

At the first meeting with my new GP I mentioned that my hands “didn’t work”. At that point, the swelling was still significant, and I was having trouble with things like vibration from video game controllers causing pain. The GP took this fairly seriously and referred me for Physiotherapy and Rheumatology, as well as ordering some blood tests. (quantative CRP [11 on this test. Normal range <5.], thyroid, iron, rheumatoid factors, glycated haemoglobin, ana master panel, complete blood count).

Twice during this period I went to emergency doctors for debilitating pain. Once was prescribed codiene, the next time the codine wasn’t working so I was moved to tramadol. At some point I also realised the pain in my feet matched that in my hands and pointed this out to doctors. I was prescribed amytriptileme for the pain and escitelopram for depression.

In march I got more blood tests, CRP at 12, still the only indication of pain visible in my bloods.

By december I had had an MRI, finished my honours dissertation, gotten a job, and my CRP levels were at 20. The MRI showed inflammation in my feet but no bone erosion (which most people were looking for). Physio and Rhuematology had both dismissed me (Physio said my issue was “not mechanical” and all rheumatoid signifiers were negative). I had also been given the mental health all-clear to begin a medical transition. I started testosterone in february of 2019.

Progress on investigation stalled almost completely at this point. Doctors were grasping at straws. Every now and then I’d bug them and they’d do more blood tests, but there was still nothing significant they could find. No diabetes, no celiac, no rheumatoid etc. In 2020 I didn’t bother investigating, but did start walking with a cane to assist the fatigue in my feet. Working from home was a blessing for me. I discovered this year that I could no longer cook without significant pain while chopping, stirring, or lifting objects. My walking range, which had been several kilometers previously, was down to about 1km. I discovered that the serious fatigue I was experiencing may have been caused by the Amytriptileme i was on for my pain, and I switched to Nortriptiline.

In 2021 my CRP was at 27, and I was referred back to rheumatology. More Xrays were done, and were normal. Work no longer let me work from home unless there was a “level 2 or higher” alert for covid. My nortriptiline was increased until I was taking 75mg a day.

Summer of 21/22 was bad. I got Serotonin Syndrome due to accidentally taking excess escitalopram for over a month, as well as burning out at work, started to have more active suicidal thoughts. In march 2022 I gave notice at my job and began planning to move back to my parents house.

In april 2022 I saw a rheumatologist at a clinic and he did some more tests. (CRP now 31). A chest xray was also ordered but came back normal. I was referred to physio again, this time for pain management more than anything. Rheumatologist told me that with weight loss, exercise, good pain management with medication AND clinical psychology I might be able to lower my pain to about 5 on an average day (from 7). He, and then later the physio, told me “some pain is normal”.

no longer working, I started resting agressively. Took my first adult nap in december ‘21, took regular naps through most of 2022. Asked my doctor if the nortriptiline could be causing the drowsyness, she agreed and I was dropped to 50mg. still frustrated with the lack of answers, in late 2022 my doctor looked at other symptoms i have, like dry flaky skin, some skin discolouration on my chest where my skin peels off regularly, and ordered a liver ultrasound. That revealed fatty liver syndrome, which due to liver function blood tests, my doctor considers irrelevant, though reinforced that i need to lose weight. At this point, I have lost around 12kg since moving in with my parents.

Right now (April 2023) I have been referred to a pain clinic, and am supposed to be doing an online seminar with them shortly. I still cannot cook for myself, and eating with cutlery hurts. I cannot write with a pen for very long without significant pain. Many days this week i have not been able to hold my cellphone without pain. Some days I go to sleep in the early evening to avoid being in pain - even after taking paracetamol and tramadol to alleviate it. Most things I do despite the pain. My last two tattoos were such a relief - a distraction from my everyday pain- that i fell asleep on the table. I still cannot walk more than about a kilometer and a half. Or well, 500m without pain but nothing is that close. Due to the fact I can’t drive I have no way to get around without my parents help or a taxi.

As someone who has always been fiercely independent, being reliant on my parents for everything - food, board, transport, even companionship - i have no local friends- is exhausting and extremely depressing. I am currently a patient at the local mental health crisis unit due to ongoing suicidal urges, because I simply cannot picture a future where I am anything but a burden, doing anything but experiencing ongoing pain. The psychiatrist there has given me some anti anxiety medication, but after the initial dose he put me on landed me in hospital with heart palpitations, he doesn’t think its’ safe to mess with my medication further. I’ve been referred for psychology, and right now that is the only real avenue of improvement on the horizon. If it helps.

I don’t have a lot of hope.

#health tag #thanks for reading if you did #long post #feels weird to post about this publicly #but here goes #i think it'll be good to be able to talk about it #i've been keeping it fairly close to the chest for a few years other than disclosing that i'm disabled

[maydillydally]

Well, I’ve officially done it. I’ve begun writing a steddie fic. I have an outline that’s roughly written and a good portion of the beginning written. I might need a beta, but I might just go with “no beta we die like men” sorta vibes. Especially since it’s my first attempt at fic and I haven’t written fiction in years. Anywho, that’s what I’ve been doing basically for the last two days since my last post.

Also, I just wanna say thanks to @queerticulate for your words of encouragement. It really was the push I needed to actually go for it and start writing my idea down, thank you!!

I’m so sorry if this is weird but I wanted to thank the folks that actually decided to like that post as well. Although you didn’t say anything,that interaction also ended up encouraging me as well. Sooo, thanks: @misha-misha, @hippielady09, @mycrofts-umbrella-in-the-tardis, and @okayishperson. If it truly is weird, again, sorry. Forgive me. I’m all sleepy and my judgement might not be the best rn. :/

#stranger things #steddie #I’m embarking on a journey #I’m not sure if I will be able to finish #no one will probably see this #but if you do I hope you are doing well #thanks for reading if you did #I hope you enjoy your night or day #if anyone wants I still need a hype person #my outline is so much larger than anticipated #oh well #i’m rambling #that is all

[stil-lindigo]

lead balloon (the tumblr post that saved me)

if this comic resonated with you, it would mean the world to me if you donated to this palestinian family's escape fund.

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no creative notes because this isn't that kind of comic.

I know I don’t owe any of you anything but I still felt compelled to write about my long term absence. And I feel far enough away from the dangerous spot I was in to be able to make this comic. I have a therapist now, and she agreed that making this could be a very cathartic gesture, and the start of properly leaving these thoughts behind me. I am still, at seemingly random times, blindsided by fleeting desires to kill myself. They’re always passing urges, but it’s disarming, and uncomfortable. I worry sometimes that my brain’s spent so long thinking only about suicide that it’s forgotten how to think about anything else. Like, now that I've opened that door for myself, I'll never be able to fully shut it again. But I’m trying my best to encourage my mind in other directions. We'll see how that goes.

I am still donating all proceeds from my store to Palestinian causes. So far, I've donated over $15K, not including donations coming from my own pocket or the fundraising streams which jointly raised around $10K. In the time since I made my initial post about where this money would be going, the focus has shifted from aid organisations to directly donating to escape funds.

If you'd like to do the same, you can look at Operation Olive Branch, which hosts hundreds of Palestinian escape funds or donate to Safebow, which has helped facilitate the safe crossing and securing of important medical procedures for over 150 at-risk palestinians since the beginning of the genocide.

#cw: suicidal ideation #cw: suicide #cw: self harm #cw: mental health #cw: depression #i made the balloon the main representation of my self destructive urges for a reason but im not going to explain it #i tried to keep a lot of the details in this vague #it would be my worst nightmare if this comic encouraged someone to hurt themselves #so. please dont #for a long time even the thought of making this comic felt so insipid and narcissistic #with the state of the world as it is #having the only threat to your life be yourself felt so privileged and trite and shameful #but doing this comic made me sit down and process things in full #and im just. very grateful i didn't give in to my thoughts back when i sincerely felt i'd be more useful to the world dead #i also feel the need to say that this wont represent everyone's battle with mental illness. its unfortunately different for all of us #there is no fix-all #and im afraid this might be one of those comics that either resonates a lot or misses the target by a mile #i made it for myself foremost. and now that its done im glad i did it #thank you for reading #and please stay alive #stillindigo art #stillindigo comics

[lamothla]

I hopefully find out what’s wrong with my car today. They kept it all weekend without any update on the condition. I hope it’s a relatively cheap fix. Now that my dog is gone I have to focus on moving out of my parents’ house. I was only living here to save money, but also I wanted to be with my dog for the end of her life, since she was terminally ill, and I didn’t want to move her to a new, unfamiliar place for what remaining time she had left. She wouldn’t have been happy, she loved this home. But it’s time to move on. I’m 30 and I need my independence. The problem is there’s not a lot of places in the area that I can afford by myself. And moving closer to work isn’t in option. I work in a richy rich bougie neighborhood and I can’t afford to live around there, no way. I ideally want a condo, so I don’t piss my savings away to some landlord, but it’s looking like apartments are the only thing I can afford. Idk. Let’s just take it a step at a time I guess

#thanks for reading if you did #im not doing so hot right now