(Art spirits give me the strength to figure out how to draw a fucker who looks like he's on the verge of passing out and on the verge of having a heart attack at the same time)
I’ve been on tumblr for a few weeks now, so here’s a few things I’ve noticed and a couple of affirmations to myself to stop being so friggin anxious.
first off, clout doesn’t seem to exist here. Like, sure, you have people famous on tumblr, but instead of being treated as some untouchable deity, they’re treated as just “cool friend number fifty” or smth.
Second off, cringe culture doesn’t exist here, cringe is culture. Do whatever you want, staying ‘respectable’ is a losing game. You’re just as respectable as everyone else. Just don’t be a sucky person. Kind of the great equalizer, ngl.
you are kind of shoved into a community here, which is great but also kind of awkward sometimes? Like, I’m gonna try to diversify my existence on this site (thanks, much more serious alt blogs. Alt blogs are so cool) but it’s gonna be hard due to how the community-shoving works. But…just use an alt blog and you’ll be fine :).
Inlike alts, it helps you keep each facet/community/etc organized, because sometimes you want your main to be a ridiculous mess of chaos and also you want an oc blog and also you want a “this is where I act like serious writer/lore person/etc” blog
Why did you miss the event, or did you simply forget?
Family medical emergency 😩 but I was so wrapped up in the emergency that I failed to notify my boss until it was too late for our crew to set up the table. Not that they could have done anything as that part of the event fell squarely with me. I had all the materials. I was in charge of bringing everything and serving the community as our head charity representative. 🥴 this job has drained me so throughly tho. It’s been a brutalitiTy of an experience. I wanted it to work so badly that i developed heart problems I have to now monitor for the rest of my black woman life.
I am officially at burn out.
Watching Squidward die a little everyday has brought me to tears over my own existence.
As you've probably noticed, I've fallen off the face of the earth in the last week and a half because I started my new full-time job, and it's a lot. I haven't had time to fill the queue, energy to answer asks, or brain power to respond to DMs. I will get there eventually, but for right now, I'm more or less on hiatus x
I took a walk by myself to slow my heart and quiet my head, but I felt startled as soon as the door closed behind me. right away, everything overwhelmed me, from the buzz of the bees to the heat of the sun. sometimes even nature feels like too much, too loud, too in-my-face. and then there’s the world. there’s a lot I feel too sick to say. you’ve heard it all before. you’ll hear it again. and again and again and again.