stars hide your fires

[ID: a light brown rabbit under a blanket with black text in the corners reading “it has gotten better before / and it will again”. /end ID.]

Jane Austen really said ‘I respect the “I can fix him” movement but that’s just not me. He’ll fix himself if knows what’s good for him’ and that’s why her works are still calling the shots today.

Meanwhile Emily Brönte just said “We can make each other worse.” 

Mary Shelley said, "I can make him

i hope you heal from the things no one ever apologized for

and I hope you heal from the things you don’t want to talk about

I hope you heal from the things no one else knows you went through

today my therapist told me that sometimes negative feelings like guilt, anxiety, self loathing, etc are like the hiccups. they’re uncomfortable, we don’t like them, there’s no way to turn them off; they can even be incapacitating for a while. we don’t always know where they came from or when they’ll go away, so sometimes instead of focusing on why we feel a certain way we need to get better at recognizing its temporary nature, keeping perspective, and enduring discomfort. i feel like a lot of self-improvement rhetoric is about pinpointing specific causes for negative thoughts/behaviors so you can eradicate them, but people with chronic mental illness really need to work on allowing themselves to experience these feelings without going into a downward spiral.

Lol I conveniently have hiccups now

my therapist often reminds me that “why do i feel like this?” can sometimes be a dangerous question to ask yourself alone and leave you digging through all the times you’ve felt guilty/rejected/ashamed before. it’s easy to spiral that way if you’re not careful. with practice, i’ve started asking myself “what do i need to get through this?” the answers to that one are a bit more useful in the moment, and the shift has also helped me be kinder to myself when these feelings come up.

This might be the funniest reply I’ve ever seen in my life

“traditional values” should mean like…teaching kids which local forest mushrooms are edible, not that the lady next door is going to hell for having a cool girlfriend

by the time this pandemic ends I’ll have to be slowly rehabilitated back into society like a raccoon or I’ll get scared and start biting