i dropped out my freshman year for like 5mo and returned during sophomore year (for those old followers this is when i went to bootcamp). my senior year i barely went at all (literally like 3/5 days) but i graduated with a good gpa and took AP courses all throughout so -shrug-
a lonely slytherin girl who is learning to cope well with herself and liking herself headcanon
~At first, she’s in a really dark place. She can’t go out in public without thinking everyone is judging her.
~After a while she realizes, they’re not. They could probably look at her once and never remember her again, so it really doesn’t matter.
~Even if they are judging her it’s not like she should care, she’ll most likely never see them again. So, they can think what they want.
~She begins to create this image for herself that she wants to achieve. Though she doesn’t keep it limited, it changes.
~She dies her hair, works out, looks at fashion blogs, draws, writes. Whatever she can do to make herself more confident.
~She starts growing plants, and makes witty comebacks to people instead of backing down.
~For me, once I was sorted into Slytherin I felt like I could do anything. I felt as though I had the patience I achieve and that I belonged to a community that would help, and take me in when feeling sad or mad. Slytherin’s protect their own, that’s what makes us such a great house. No matter what you want to pursue you can always find a Slytherin there to help you.
So I went back to therapy today. I immediately clicked with my therapist Becky, who asked a lot of great questions and made me feel comfortable. It also helps that I’ve done therapy before, so I know (now) how to not be embarrassed or hide any details of my life. You’re paying someone to listen - they’ve already heard worse.
Anyway, we didn’t get into anything too deep because I had to spend the entire hour telling my entire story. She also didn’t know much about Mormonism, so I had to explain a lot of the gay Mormon stuff, which took time.
However, I left feeling really good. I’m really glad and proud that I’ve gone back to therapy. It’s probably not “necessary” or “urgent,” but talking helped me realize how I’ve lost track of some of my deep values. For example, I don’t feel very balanced or congruent at all - I want to get to a point where who I am on the outside is the same as who I am on the inside. And I haven’t been doing that lately.
So I think it’s a good thing to go back. I feel very hopeful about it, and weekly meetings on Friday will be a good way to end the week.
idk if it was a coincidence but the few days i actually really focused a lot of my energy on eating three square meals i felt like….. really energized ….. all day……. and now i have some concerns about my eating habits…….
can i ask some advice? i saw the IT movie (no spoilers, promise) and i KNEW pennywise was, in canon, terrible. but theres a scene near the end that made me really REALIZE that pennywise is TERRIBLE. i feel guilty and sad for liking pennywise so much and i feel like i can't like him now because of how awful he is and while i enjoyed the movie i also just sat and cried because i felt so lonely, i just wanted an AU non-child eating pennywise to hold me while i cried. what should i do?
Don’t feel bad for it!! He’s fictional honey, there’s nothing to feel bad about.
You’re doing nothing wrong!
Crowley had been ranting on at you about Rowena for what felt like a few days. In reality it was probably only an hour or so but the subject matter was becoming increasingly tedious.
“Did I tell you the time she almost traded me for three pigs? Three!” he was saying and before you could activate any brain to mouth filter the words escaped you.
“That the going rate? I’m sure I could find three pigs for her. You said almost though so perhaps I should offer four.” You spoke almost to yourself but when you noticed he had stopped talking you looked up into a face filled with utter disbelief, a little bit hurt and more than a touch amused.
“You would like to trade for me? I suspect my price may have risen considerably darling but I would very much like to be there when you put your offer to mother.” A hint of a smirk was on his lips and you felt a heat in your cheeks.
“I could offer her ice cream. That’s gotta be better than pigs. Though really, if it absolutely has to be pigs I could maybe stretch to five but that would be as high as I would be willing to go.” shrugging as the corners of your lips tugged upwards your eyes met his and he let out a laugh.
“I am truly honoured.” He nodded at you and then finished the drink in his hand. “Now. Let us go and find that amulet you needed, I won’t take up any more of your time.” Leading you out of the room and down the corridor you caught the faint murmur of ‘Five pigs’ and a chuckle.
My ex girlfriend disappeared this summer. She vanished into thin air and we were all worried about her and her whereabouts. She’s okay now and in school but won’t talk to anyone and changed her number. She doesn’t even answer her door. She was the only one who kept me sane because in all honesty, I never fell out of love so I don’t know why I even broke up with her. I guess I just felt like she deserved better. I’m falling apart. I knew she still loved me as well. Anyways, what should I do
If I were you, I would try to contact her. Through her parents, social medias, meeting her in real life and trying to talk, maybe writing a paper letter? Try to get to know what is happening
Help I'm going into a predominantly white school for the first time in 4 years (I move a lot) and I'm scaredish- last time I was in a predominantly white school it was bad and it ruined my self esteem permanently. Now I'm a lot more resilient and proud but my self esteem can waver- got anything I should keep in mind? (I'm 14)
During all my childhood I was surounded by mostly white people. I don’t exactly know what kept me from developping a low self esteem or something like that but make sure you’re well surounded and don’t forget to make them feel uncomfortable if they think you’re a “token black girl” and start thinking you’re down with racist jokes ( story of my life)
But I sincerely think, I didn’t felt excluded nor developped some self esteem issues because I’ve always been well surrounded. My closest white friends NEVER treated me in a different way because of my race. When someone was having a racist behavior toward me, I couldn’t even open my mouth because they already did for me. I wish everybody could find that that type of crew (no matter the race) . I also think my dominant/leader spirit is a little factor.
But for real don’t be scared and don’t give a fuck. The more you stop giving afuck in general the more you feel free and live happier tho. I swear people it really works.
My plan today was to go in to university at nine but then I didn’t and I kinda felt bad but I decided to study from home instead. I have gotten this awful fixation with studying a lot of hours instead of efficiency (I am efficient anyways but like) and I have to get away from that. My goal shouldn’t be to study 4 h/day just because that makes it 40 h/week (if you add 12 h of classes), my goal should be to be in phase and to understand the material. And I feel like I am in phase right now, actually very well in phase, even though I have “only” studied 8 hours this week (+2 h class).
I’ve gotta say I’m feeling better than I should. Don’t got a lot but I know life is always good. Oh, come on over, bring some friends, we’ll have a time. Don’t got a lot but right now I’m feeling fine.
a combination of being super busy and computer issues/lack of wifi have lead me to not update for a while.
the days ive missed have been up and down.
here are things that are going on/in the works/i felt i should mention/we’re doing bullet points now because my computer keeps crapping out but i really want to update tonight so here we go:
my brother asked james and i to do a marathon with him next year in october. im beginning training for that on monday and have enlisted the help of one of my besties who is an avid runner because…im not one. like. i dont run. i dont enjoy it. i dont get the high that runners love. its just not for me. but i want to do this with my brother and id like to say i did a marathon so im going to at least give it a shot
roxanne and i have decided to be accountability buddies starting on monday too. we did this a couple years ago and it was great..till we stopped haha. but we keep each other motivated so itll be nice to have that again
i start at a new job soon and will likely be on my feet more, which i need. right now im basically just a netflix-watching blob.
the walk for suicide prevention that james and i have done two years in a row now is coming up, so thatll be good exercise too. weird as it sounds, i genuinely enjoy the walk. its beautiful, the sun coming up is a nice touch [the point is to walk out of the darkness], and you meet the nicest people and hear the most touching stories.
anyway for those migrating from hiveswap to read homestuck, heres a warning i haven’t seen much:
homestuck has alot of pages that require an epilepsy warning. there’s characters who revolve around needing to giving epilepsy warnings at points. a lot of panels and flashes use rapidly flashing lights or gifs.
if you wanna read it, i’d advise to take precaution when:
the next page is an [s] page
if the characters becquerel,
doc scratch, bec noir, or
are mentioned or pictured (edit: i felt like i should clarify the first three are here if only because the first guardian powers involve really bright colors and quickly flashing images)
the next page has an [o] instead of a ==>
for the first few acts theres minor characters that rapidly flash like strobe lights
these are all that come to my head for now, if anyone here can add more it would be great