James

i think “this character has suffered their whole life, so their happy ending is dying and going to heaven 😌” is my least favorite trope right now. stop portraying death as a liberation from suffering, STOP being so fucking christian. being alive is awesome. the bad parts give way to joy and that joy is worth everything. fight for the next bit of joy and then the next and the next, and one day i promise the pain will be behind you for good. you don’t have to die

it really pisses me off when adults sit there and drill it into kids’ heads that their youth is fleeting and tell them things like “enjoy your childhood while it lasts because this is the best it’s gonna get”. why are you telling children that adulthood is the worst thing they can experience? seriously what the fuck is wrong with you, why are you trying to make them feel like growing up is a fate worse than death? trying to convince them their life is over before it even begins? i’m tired of that shit. because tell my why my 12 year old cousin told me when she turns 30 she’ll be so depressed she’s just gonna cry all the time. what the fuck. kids don’t need to hear that their already stressful and overwhelming lives are never going to get better, that the abuse and lack of autonomy they face is apparently the highlight of their lives. they need to hear about adults who are happy to be alive and happy to have made it to their age. they need to know that growing up rules, it’s a gift and life does not have to suck for them, that they have a future that’s worth sticking around for. this rhetoric is so damaging mentally and i’m about to start hitting the adults who parrot it. i’m sorry you hate your life but you don’t get to dump your issues on these kids. don’t piss me off and leave these babies alone!

They asked if I was giants I said bitch I might be

Reminds me of Jason Kander, former Missouri Secretary of State. When he went to the VA hospital to treat his PTSD, he told the nurse that Obama told him he should run for president, and she thought he was delusional.

Correction: It was worse. She asked him how long he's been hearing voices.

I think I'm gonna make this my go-to story. It's not the worst I've ever heard, which is an asset because people won't believe you if you tell them the actual bad stuff those people do. And it just perfectly sums up the casual arrogance everyone working in mental health seems to have. The way they treat you as inherently Lesser for being in their care.

If they can't even handle basic, easily verified shit like "I'm a lawyer" they are never going to believe you when you tell them that you know how to manage a condition you've been dealing with for decades better than they can or will.

shit I missed my window, next week I guess

Reblog on Tuesday to let your followers know it’s safe to leave the bog

Man I miss free the nipple. Its getting warmer and we don’t even have free the nipple anymore

this fic is so good i hope i write it

if you've ever gone on a romantic "date" at olive garden just block me rn i literally can't deal with you proshippers -_-

what

when you're there you're family