Hey y'all! It’s been a while since I’ve made a personal post, but I really want to apologize for not replying to messages as much as I used to or being as active on here as I was before.
I’m going through some really tough times now–I know this might sound super edgy or something, but I haven’t been doing very well mental health-wise. For those who aren’t familiar with my Sad and Tragic Backstory™, I come from a very abusive household and my time living there has taken its toll on me through things like PTSD and bipolar disorder. It takes a lot of energy for me to get out of bed, let alone interact with others, but I am trying my very best to get back on my feet again!
I also wanted to thank everyone for all your support for Puu; the story means a lot to me, and I’m glad that it’s bringing many people happiness. I never expected it to be received so well, so it’s a pleasant surprise every week when I see people’s tags, comments, and messages about how they enjoy Puu. All your support keeps me going, not only art-wise, but also in life! You all make things a little easier for me and put a smile on my face the times I need it the most.
Thank you for sticking with me! I hope you all can continue to enjoy my art and that I can keep on creating the things I love.
Being in a job that’s high stress can take its toll on your mind body and spirit. It has taken a toll on me in ways I never imagined and has impacted my choices and my relationships
I’m finally in a space where I’m learning to balance. Where I’m learning to balance loving the work that I do with loving myself and the people around me. It took a long time to get here
Now the goal is to maintain
I don’t have words to describe how I’m feeling right now. This year has taken its toll on us all time and time again, and now here we are. Carrie Fisher died today after suffering a massive heart attack a few days ago. Carrie was and continues to be one of my heroes. She showed me that it’s possible to live a successful life even suffering from addiction and mental illness. She showed me that recovery is possible if you want it enough, and she showed me that you should never lose your sense of humor. Even up to the end. I’ll miss you, General Organa. My condolences go to her family. May the Force be with you 💔
well mort ive gotta be honest having joshua as my icon for years has taken its toll, he wont stop tellin me gen 8 spoilers saying he’s gonna kill me and become the next Poke a mon professor!! my friend i simply dont know wh
me listening to agust d:
this is 👌👏 so LIT 🔥🔥 i am TURNED UP 😜🙌 SLAY ME 😩👊 boy goes HARD 💪👊 agust d is my daddy 👀😏
me listening to the rest of the mixtape:
I am feeling so many emotions right now. Proud of him for coming this far. Hurt for the hardships he's had to face. I connect to the lyrics more than some may even realise. I am so upset listening to the music and yet I love it so much. I am crying but I'm proud. Min Yoongi has created a work of art that has let us peek inside his mind and heart and I for one need to take a minute to let everything sink in and get myself together. I am hurting but I am okay with that. I hope he finds his peace. Things get better, it just takes time.
june/summer spread!! that song was played on the school tv news station the other day and now its stuck in my head OTL
I just finish my last finals for the school year so now i’m all revved up for summer! not gonna lie, i’ve been really inspired by @studypetals ‘s absolutely gorgeous posts lately, so i used a lot of reference from her in making this. i wanted to do something fun, to kick off summer break :)
If you haven’t read my recent posts on amino,there’s a kid in my class that has been constantly calling me a girl on porpurse even after I told him to stop.
Now,this has taken a surprising emotional toll on me.
I don’t think its the kid himself,I’ve had this problem with others,I think its that no other kid in class is doing anything about it.
And people there know I’m trans,he’s screaming out and no one is stepping up. Even people say I’m being a jerk when I say I’d rather not be around him,and people continuing to be friends with him like he hasn’t done anything wrong.
This is what is wrong. People seeing what’s happening and not doing anything about it.
And Im supposed to feel safe here?
I’m told I’m in a safe place at this school but how can I be if things like this are happening? Why isn’t anyone at this school addressing these problems? Why am I not allowed to say at gsa,“we need to address this” because that’s not a “huge issue”?
only a small part of the problem that are transphobes,a bigger part is the people who will stand up to them,people who won’t say,
“Oh but he’s my friend”
“But I like him”
“But he’s popular”
“But he’s taller than me”
“But he might think I’m trans”
“There’s nothing I can do about it,its not my problem”
Well news flash! Its everyone’s problem. its a problem that these people won’t stand up for anyone because of lame excuses,its a problem that kids don’t want to have a pride day at school because they “don’t like wearing yellow”,its a problem that gay is still thrown aroud as an insult,its a problem that asking about peoples genitals is normal,its a problem that no one knows what transgender even means!
Its a problem that you don’t believe you can do anything to help.
You will see things like this happen,not only to transgender people,but to gays,lesbians,bi and pans,aces and aros,Nb,agenders,everyone else!
So please,for the love of all of us,stand up for us,no matter what. You can help,and that is worth the world for us.
○ I slept for 12 hours yesterday (after being up for over 24 hours + working a nightshift and staying late) and I still feel exhausted. Nightshift is slowly killing me ( been doing it for over a year now) and thankfully this is my last month working it. I never want to work nightshift again. It has taken its toll both mentally and physically.
○ Please remember not to text and drive. Please, especially when you’re on unfamiliar roads or it’s dark. Don’t put yourself at risk and please don’t you dare put others at risk, too. A friend of my sister’s recently totaled her car while texting. She’s okay, but a text isn’t worth your life, or the life of someone else.
○ Sexual harassment in the workplace is never – and I mean NEVER – something to joke about or make light of. You never know who in the room may be a victim of sexual harassment, and you laughing or trying to ease the tension by cracking a joke minimizes the seriousness of the issue and devalues the trauma of those who have actually been victimized. Furthermore, I cannot stress to you enough that you truly do not know who has been victimized and who has not. Sometimes you don’t know your co-workers as well as you think you might.
○ Last night at work, I was having a sweet moment with one of my favorite residents, and out of the blue she said, “I wish I was you” (so strange to hear this, no one’s ever said that to me before) and I told her that I’m glad she’s not me, and that I like her just the way she is, and that there’s a little pocket in my heart just for her, and I swear when she looks at me you can see the love and admiration and honesty in her eyes and that fills me with such warmth. I want to be able to look at other people in the same way and be able to convey that kind of fervence.
○ I only have to work 7 hours at work tonight instead of 8 because of the clocks going forward. Such a relief!
○ Skull Island, while cheesy in certain parts and with only three women with actual speaking roles in the whole film, was actually really enjoyable and again drives home a theme I’m seeing in a lot of film lately, which is government/military vs humanitarians/scientists/indigenous peoples. It’s a theme that I think is all too true and has been for centuries.
○ These spam/porn bots are getting out of control here on Tumblr and I have at LEAST two follow me daily now, on both of my active blogs. Staff, DO SOMETHING. It’s like you have forgotten there are minors on this site: they shouldn’t have to be exposed to that kind of thing.
Sometimes I feel like all this driving has taken its toll on me. Next stop, I’m gonna need to get a load of energy drinks, or my own pillows. I will be accepting praise in the form of high fives, hugs, and of course food in the meantime.
Today, I fucked up... by getting pulled over on my driver’s test
When I was a mere lass of 15, I decided it was time to take my road test. I’d only been driving for six months, but in my hormone-addled brain it seemed like a good idea to get my road test out of the way six months before I would even be able to get my license. “Genius! I won’t have it weighing on my mind over the summer!” So I (my mom) scheduled a road test. We show up on Friday evening and the driving instructor informs me that I am the last obstacle in her way before retirement. Sitting in cars with idiot teenage drivers has clearly taken its toll on her. Her eyes are a lifeless gray, but not as gray as the sparse hairs on her head which look like they, too, want to retire. So I pass the parking portion of my test no problem and sail onto the open road with the herky-jerky acceleration only an ancient Ford Taurus can achieve. Unfortunately, an ambulance ended up turning in front of me and upon coming to a left turn at a stoplight goes through. And I follow it. That is illegal if you’re not an ambulance as the police officer behind me noticed. He pulls me over and I cringe back into my seat as he comes to my car window. I got a good talking to and drove back to the test site in silence where the driving instructor proceeds to inform me that never in all her years had that happen end and they had no protocol for such an occurrence, but it was probably an automatic failure. She then began to rail at me and tell me I was unfit for the roads. This reached a peak when she told me “If I was your mother, I would crawl into a hole and die of shame.” My mother did not, in fact, do so but instead bought me an ice cream cone.
TL:DR; Have the unfortunate luck to get stuck between an ambulance and police car on my road test and get pulled over. Driving instructor informs me that if she were my mother unit she’s crawl into a hole and die. Actual mother does not do so.
It’s been tough, to be honest. Five years of this. It grows on you. You start to think of yourself as a bit of a loser. *laughs* For me and Hallsy going to the Worlds this summer and winning and having that winning feeling back – I was really proud of myself and really proud of him and proud of our team. It makes you feel good about yourself again. That was huge for us. In a crazy way you realize you’re not a loser anymore.
Jordan Eberle on how the constant losing in Edmonton has taken its toll
INTJ: Now that Friday is canceled, school can empathize with pages 478-9 in our biology textbook…
INTP: Is it bad that I knew what those pages were about without having to look?
INTJ: Socially or grade-wise?
INTP: Both. Not that I had a social life to begin with. Yesterday’s 11-hour biology work session has taken its toll.
INTJ: Ah-ha. Well, we should probably stop communicating over Facebook…
INTP: Then, we would have no social life at all.
INTJ: Well, anything for a Facebook friend.
INTP: I find it depressing that our society needs a term for friends we make and talk to only over the Internet. But then again, who am I to criticize? After all, here we are, holding a conversation on a Facebook status.
INTJ: True. Let me make another one.
INTP: So then we have to hold two conversations at once? I can barely play two melodies at once.
INTJ: No, to cover this one up.
INTP: Okay, so it’s a dead body now. I see how you think.
Hey guys, I’m sorry to say this but I have to leave this @askladynoirvoices blog.
My reasons being that the school year has come back and in full force. These classes have been getting in the way of me doing any recording for the blog. Another reason that I also have to mention that I am in too many voice acting projects for other people. I have to record for these people and I have so many deadlines that I can hardly keep track of priorities.
It also doesn’t help that this year has to be one of the hardest I’ve faced so far. Personal matters are getting in the way of me recording, more so than usual. It has gotten to the point to where posting for the blog has become a burden and this has been upsetting Lady Mun.
This inactivity has taken its toll and is to be dealt with. I apologize again, but having to jumble all these things together has been a titanic task. It has left me little or no time to attend to the blog or even rest. Recording for this blog has been amazing but I feel that I have not contributed at all for it.
With a heavy heart, I bid you all a farewell and there will be a replacement for Chat Noir to keep the blog going. I trust that Lady Mun will make the right decision and that this blog will continue on.
Even so, I thank you for following this blog. None of it would have been possible without you guys!! So, as I say my farewell, remember to stay Meowraculous~!
I want you to wake up tomorrow loving life more than you did today, and I want to be the reason you learn to love the rain and let go of all your pain. I want to be the hand that you always choose to hold, I want you to believe you’re in my hearts mold. I want you to believe your the gleam in my eye, and to know that i believe when I look up at night you hand placed each star in the sky. I want you to go to sleep with a smile on your face, and when you think of our love I want your heart to race. I want you to tell me all the things you’ve never told a soul, each thing in your life that has taken its toll, I want you to tell me all your bad jokes, i want to recite with you all the lines to your favorite shows. I want to lie awake with you in bed for no other reason then to talk about the grumble a mess in our head. I want you to lay your head on my chest and feel my heat beat, and know that with you we will not give in to defeat. I want you to be each thing that you wish. I want to seal all your dreams with a kiss. I want to travel to every place on a map, and then travel with you through the galaxies and the trenches of our minds. I want to dive with you into the deepest depths. I want you to feel me have to catch my breathe, because even after 90 years you still make me weak. I want you to never stop falling, I want you to hear that you’re my hearts calling. There is so much I can’t even begin to explain to you.
By @dai5ys - This love has taken its toll on me, she said goodbye too many times before. And her heart is breakin’ in front of me and I have no choice, ‘cause I won’t say goodbye anymore. 🎶 #maroon5 #adamlevine #music #lovethissong #goodmusic #concert #vtour #oberhausen
so i thought i would post my animation demo again here for your consideration becuase im honesly so proud of it and it took so long to get produced and it was so expensive to make and i want the whole wide world to listen to it at least once and rebecca please let me audition , for even like the random backhground character hoenstly i dont care at all I just wana Live PLEase
So I’m renting a studio apartment that’s closer to work because the constant overtimes and the 2-4 hour daily commute has taken its toll on me, and I decided that things would just be easier (for my health and sanity) if I lived nearer. I also haven’t had time to do much of the freelance work I used to do, because the job I’m working is draining all my creative energy.
So that means I’m no longer able to fully support my grandparents in paying the bills in the apartment they’re currently living in. I’m only able to give them half of what I used to give. My grandfather just told me that his savings are dwindling and it might not even last them a year. I’ve already given them the money I’ve set aside for my travels and some that I’ve gotten from selling my things, but I don’t know how long that will last them, and I don’t really know how else to help them since I also have my own bills and rent to pay, and I really don’t have time for another job. The pension they’re getting here is barely enough (only about 60$ a month). My dad is still completely useless, he still won’t give my grandparents (his parents) any financial help.