I have an end-of-life patient to whom I spoke today. She burst out laughing and said, "It was all such fun. I just had so much fun." I wish this for everyone. I wish that we each would meet death laughing, with little regret and even less fear.
[id: screenshot of a TikTok with words over someone's face. The text reads: Literally just let people be wrong about you. It does not matter. It's not your job to make sure everyone's perceptions of you are accurate. Just be a good person and let them be wrong.]
I would like to share with you all some absolutely raw advice my mom gave me about my anxiety today
The hardest pill for me to swallow has been that no one will come to save me. No one. Despite the trauma and pain I've been subjected to, despite how unfair life has been, no one will come to save me. No one. It's completely up to me to pick up the pieces and make something I love out of them. Completely up to me to pick myself up and make something out of myself. There will be no best friend and no pretty boy and no parent or family that can save me, that's my responsibility. I'm my responsibility.
daily reminders
- no human being is 100% happy 100% of the time
- being a person is extraordinarily difficult even in the best of times
- this is not the best of times
- someone is grateful you exist (don't argue, it's true)
- a bad day does not predict a bad existence
- it's gonna be okay
“Don’t give up,” “persevere to the end,” “always finish what you start,” “quitters never win,” are all well meaning phrases meant to encourage.
But the truth is, the wisest of souls who find success know that knowing when to quit is just as important as knowing when to persevere.
Be wise, ya’ll. 🫶
noromodragon
This really hit home, and there are many types of families in the world. It would be great if more people could realize that.
trying to present simple concepts that work best with a casual/unplanned atmosphere in a polished illustration
Lillies are so beautiful. They’re my favorite
vivalatinamerica-deactivated201
Mexico City, Mexico | Joseph Owen
Marigolds for Día de los Muertos at El Mercado de Jamaica in Mexico City.
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"Stop saying 15 year olds with weird interests are cringe, they're 15" this is true however you should also stop saying adults with weird interests are cringe because who gives a shit
To wit:
I want to share some wisdom from my high school art teacher.
In my AP Art class, there was a girl who was just starting to experiment with mixed media. At this point she was still playing around, trying to decide what direction she wanted to go with her portfolio. So one critique day, she brought in an abstract canvas with some rhinestone highlights and painted and real peacock feathers. She loved sparkles and peacock feathers so she thought she’d try introducing them a *little*. And after everyone had given some input, the teacher gave her his advice, VERY roughly paraphrased here:
“So here’s the thing… I do not like this style. These are just elements that do not speak to me personally, but I see that you like them, and you’re doing interesting things with them.
“My biggest critique is, I only merely *dislike* this piece. I want you to make me HATE it. Go crazy with the things that you like. Don’t hold back trying to make it palatable to people like me. Because I am NEVER going to like it. And if the audience does not like it, it should drive them crazy seeing how much YOU love it.”
Her portfolio was chock full of neon colors and glitter and rhinestones and splashes of peacock feathers and it was a delight. Our teacher despised every piece lol, but she got great marks and I think even won some awards. And more importantly, she was happy and proud of the results. Because she didn’t limit herself by trying to appeal to people who were never going to enjoy what she enjoyed.
Takeaway here: be as cringe as you want. Don’t limit yourself based on other ppl’s tastes. They’re not you, and you are incredible 💕