But they know that the kitchen has food. They know where the easily accessible cat food is. And obviously my sister and I are just Really Big Stupid Hairless cats.

Therapist: Oh! Sounds like you need to do YOGA! That will help!

Me: *signs up for yoga*

Therapist: ok lets refocus on things you like about yourself. This week i want you to try and journal about good things you’ve for yourself and others.

Me: *does the homework* yeah but i still hate myself but feel bad cause i shouldn’t

Therapist: feeling like you shouldn’t hate yourself is a step in the right direction. Mental health is complex and isn’t something that will ~magically~ improve. We have a lot of hard work head of us but I’ll be here to help you.

As a psychologist the amount of bullshit on this site, the amount of fucking dangerous bullshit on this site about how therapy is neurotypical bullshit and isn’t worth it and how exercise is pointless and good diet is pointless and that therapy homework is pointless DRIVES ME UP THE FUCKING WALL

Exercise is fucking important. good diet is fucking important therapy is fucking important. WHY???

because pills alone don’t help. they improve the hormonal imbalance (as does exercise and good diet which ALSO are a form of very real self care as your physical being is sorta connected to your mental one but go fucking figure right?), but guess what? the suicidal thoughts, the thoughts of harm, the thoughts of hating yourself, they’re still there.  suicides actually increase when medicated.  why? because suddenly you have the energy to fulfill thoughts of harming yourself.  which is why you NEED therapy alongside pills.

it has taken you years, or decades to create your maladaptive thought processes and behaviours.  that shit doesn’t disappear overnight. core beliefs don’t change overnight. these are the very fucking core of your personhood, your being and personality. THAT TAKES TIME TO CHANGE

Fashionista Link

“love on the battlefield”

a new pair of utena prints because this will always be one of my all time favorite shows

It’s that fantastic time of year where everyone assumes that their friends are going home for the holidays and are loved and welcomed with open arms, but I know alot of families exclude their openly LGBTQ members… so!

If you are an outcast and are unable to go home for Christmas because your family does not accept you for who you are, it’s cool, I’m volunteering as your family now.

Your dad a dick and always comments on the gender of your partner? Fuck him, I’m your dad now, and I’m so proud of you, sport.

Your aunt refuses to call you by your preferred name or use your preferred pronouns? She can eat a sock, I’m your new pot smoking gay aunt and I voted for Bernie.

Your mom always mention how hard your “choices” on how you live your life have been on her and it feels like she has lost a child? Don’t worry about her, I’m your mom now and I will give you the biggest hug you’ve ever experienced into my bossom.

2016 felt like the year that would never die.