Boo, motherfucker

It's nice to write fanfic for Star Wars because no matter how illogical my writing gets sometimes, at least Palpatine didn't return somehow. The bar is truly on the floor.

i can handle one (1) Event™ per day. whether it be a phone call, an appointment, trip to the grocery store, play date with a friend, etc. only one, that's it. any more than that and i am Stressed

me (crazy eyes, covered in blood): I NEED to finish writing my fanfic. so I can start writing a different fanfic.

A trope that’s not that common but still breaks my heart is when a character is in an alternate universe or a fake good universe to try and lower them into a false sense of security, or even seeing a flashback of a memory that ended well, being like “this isn’t how it ended.” Or “that’s not how it went.” And their voice just aches because all the grief in their regret comes through. What if they had been kinder. What if somehow that time they had listened. But they didn’t. But it’s nice to pretend, even for a moment.

"You know what's harder than Getting Better? Living Like That" is just the thesis for my whole shit going on right now honestly. You know what's harder than doing my physical therapy? Hurting All The Time. You know what's harder than addressing my gender dysphoria? Hurting All The Time

I'm Doing The Hard Thing and it's *easier* than how I was living before. If you make yourself feel better you will have more energy to spend on Getting Better. Nice inch nails - the upward spiral. Crawl out of your grave Thursday