So…no fandom has ever stressed me out as much as the SW fandom and I’ve been in many. For those who have been in it for years: How do you manage not to be totally stressed out, on the verge of taking a fandom hiatus 24/7?
Having dissociative amnesia is so weird because it’s not like normal forgetting where you’re kind of like “I think this happened but I don’t know the details”, it’s looking back at a period of your life and seeing absolutely nothing. There is nothing TO remember, it’s just like a big black pit where your childhood should be.
It’s okay if your pronoun preferences change. If you like one set of pronouns sometimes, but another set the rest of the time. Don’t ever let anyone tell you it’s too complicated - you are wonderful and your pronouns are great, and you deserve to be respected. Use whatever pronouns feel right for you at the time.
“In our culture, we all search for closure. But closure is an illusion. Science shows us that the universe is constantly in flux. It’s what allows our friendships and our love to constantly surprise us.”
“Quantum physicists have postulated that the way we experience time is an illusion, that it doesn’t happen in a linear way. That past and present– in reality, there’s no difference.”
Those good times with Bones are happening now. They will always be happening. And we can keep them alive forever. It’s not goodbye. Bones will live on- through the fans, cast & crew, and 246 brilliant, beautiful, incredible, awe-inspiring episodes. Always.
ok but why do we need a tumblr discourse about Billie’s dislike of phones at concerts.. like would it kill you to not look at your phone in your pocket for three straight hours and just enjoy a goddamn concert without filming the whole thing and taking 1000 pictures of the event ???
like okay take one or two pictures as a memory and the put that shit away and maybe not act like “Billy Joe is a pretentious asshole douchebag” because he told you to make eye contact with him instead of fumbling with your phone
smartphones can be a great thing but some of ya’ll getting so offended that someone doesn’t share your love for them is so damn childish.. like this is one of the things you just have to accept and move on and not make a fucking drama out of it
i’m so over tumblr getting hyper defensive about everything technology related and then acting like everyone who doesn’t agree is some kind of heathen that deserves to be disrespected
listen, Billie Joe has his troubles with coming to terms with the modern age and smartphones and social media and that’s FINE because he grew up in a time where none of this was a thing and he has seen the crowds in front of him change over the years and he is ALLOWED to have negative feelings about this and to ask people to put their phones away, it’s not like he kicked you out the show lmao tf. he’s never been an asshole about it either and always does it with some layer or humor or a smile so maybe hold your horses kid.
sometimes I think about how in the very first episode Jemma Simmons shouted “why are you making nonsense” at Leopold Fitz, not only avoiding the word ‘stupid’ but also putting the value judgment on the thing he was making rather than him, and I get emotional
I am 24 when my doctor tells me that I was abused. She doesn’t tell
me what happened to me, or plant any memories that weren’t already
there. She takes what I have told her and she puts it all inside those
six letters, that one word.
Before she takes my memories and gives me that word, I tell her that I
have made the appointment because I want to know why I can’t stand being
touched. I tell her that I’m 24 and I’m sick of flinching when shop
assistants hand me my change, just in case their fingers brush against
my palm and there is that fire again, the one that rushes up from my
bone to the membrane of my skin any time it comes into contact that I
wasn’t expecting. I tell her that I have been trying to do this
properly, from dating to everything else, and it’s like I’m blocked.
It’s like I’m missing a piece of myself that makes me an adult, or
perhaps even a human, and I don’t know where it’s gone.