see ya

im like if a dead body was alive

“don’t let it bother u” baby i’m gonna be bothered by this for the next 10 years

I am a friend to all cats. Yes even the mean ones. They have their reasons.

“‘I don’t know’ isn’t an answer” how about I throw you . off a Cliff

FOOD IS GOOD. FOOD IS GOOD. FOOD IS GOOD!! if you’re eating, ever, and even/especially if it’s hard, know that i am personally SO SO proud of you

The BMI was invented by Adolphe Quetelet, the 19th century statistician who invented phrenologist anthropometry. He wasn’t just a eugenicist, he was one of the founding fathers of racist pseudoscience. Please do not listen to anything he has to say about your body.

I always thought everyone knew this by like the early 2000s but instead I see more people than ever believing this stuff is real medical science

this shit sucks i wish i was having gay sex

The Crushing Weight of Not Knowing If There Is a Task

im starting to think this crushing weight is not about the tasks

I really cannot emphasize enough the mental health benefits of abandoning the idea that you're special.

This goes both ways, both "You don't have to do everything singlehanded" and "You're not uniquely awful."

This is something I came to grips with as part of years of recovering from PTSD and it was so, so important. Realizing that the worst thing in my life has also happened to so many other people was at first disappointing because I wanted to be special to give my suffering meaning. Then I realized that my suffering isn't what makes me special or interesting. And once I let go of needing to be special, I started paying attention to all the ways other people enrich my life and just became happier.

I came at this from the other side. I was the child prodigy who was constantly told how special and smart I was and how I had so much potential, and all it did was give me a crippling case of perfectionism since I was convinced that everyone was watching and judging me all the time. Being a pretty average adult has been freeing—I can suck at something and not feel like it’s the end of the world, because I know nobody gives a shit but me. Which means I’m much more able to learn new things than I was twenty years ago, when failing at something meant failing everyone who’d invested their time and energy in me.

It also means that I can approach things with humility instead of a compulsive need to be the smartest, specialest person in the room.