people who care about you

when you have depression, it takes a lot to be yourself.

it takes a lot of energy to sustain that effort at being a human being; it takes a lot of energy to wake up, to talk, to move, to accomplish, to plan, to feel yourself exist. anybody can make the decision to detach and become reclusive- and oftentimes we do make that decision. when we do, we are so overcome with guilt that we distance ourselves and are put in dangerous situations, but it doesn’t matter, because any potential harm outweighs the duty of having to be you. you’re aware that there are people who care about you and who want you to move forward, so you push yourself to avoid disappointing them. it’s a hard realization, really, when you realize that your sole reason for pushing yourself is for the happiness of others, and not for the happiness of yourself.

i wish i could do more than just say that you are loved and hold an immense capacity for loving, but for now, i can’t. despite everything, people just want to love and be loved. love is a life-changing and nurturing force. i need to practice always reminding myself that love doesn’t go away. there lies an opportunity everywhere. i’m glad love is enough of a reason for me to move forward now.

Types of people you deserve in your life:

- kind friends who care deeply about you, love to spend time with you, keep your secrets and don’t talk badly about you behind your back. they make you loved and worthy of love.

- compassionate people who understand your secret problems and flaws. they support you without judgement, don’t abandon you and help you get better. they stay with you until the storm is over.

- patient people who don’t get angry or frustrated easily. they teach you things, whether it’s life lessons or math problems. they aren’t tired of explaining things over and over until you understand. you aren’t afraid of making mistakes anymore.

- fun spontaneous people who are always up for an adventure, whether it’s going to a coffee shop or their house to binge watch movies. there’s less time to lock yourself in bad thoughts, and they give you days to look forward to.

- people that inspire you. you admire their qualities, whether it’s intelligence, dedication, kindness or strength. they make you want to change your life and be a better person.

- people that feel like home. you could be doing nothing and it would still be comfortable. there’s something about them that makes you feel ok again. as long as they’re there, life doesn’t seem so hard anymore.

Things we need to tell each other (and ourselves) more often

🌹 “You’re doing such a great job.”

🌹 “You are stronger than you think.”

🌹 “I can see you are doing the best you can.”

🌹 “You are allowed to take a break.”

🌹 “Someday you will see the beauty that I see in you.”

🌹 “It’s okay.”

🌹 “You are capable of anything.”

🌹 “I’m sorry.”

🌹 “Your kindness is a treasure and it’s much appreciated.”

🌹 “You are full of light.”

🌹 “I am here for you whenever you need someone.”

🌹 “I am proud of you.”

🌹 “You are such a wise person.”

🌹 “I believe in you.”

🌹 “Take time to bloom.”

🌹 “You deserve respect. Please walk away from people who treat you wrongly.”

🌹 “I care about you.”

🌹 “You have grown so much as a person.”

🌹 “You deserve the best.”

🌹 “You are valid.”

🌹 “You can make a difference.”

🌹 “It’s okay to take time for yourself. Please tell me when you want to be alone.”

🌹 “It’s not weird, please tell me more about it.”

🌹 “You are never alone.”

🌹 “You are worthy.”

🌹 “You are enough.”

🌹 “You matter.”

🌹 “Thank you.”

🌹 “I’d like to know more about you.”

🌹 “You make me feel happy.”

🌹 “I appreciate you.”

🌹 “You have a beautiful soul.”

🌹 “I know things can be hard but I am sure you will make it through. You’ve already come so far.”

🌹 “I’m here for you.”

🌹 “You aren’t defined by conceptual things like grades.”

🌹 “You deserve all the love in the world.”

🌹 “You inspire me.”

🌹 “May your day be as lovely as you.”


I’ll be adding more when I can think of more

“It was just heavy. It’s just heavy performing for people who really care about you, and you don’t really care that much about yourself sometimes. I thought it was sad. I thought my position was sad. I thought it was sad to be in Ireland singing for people who really cared when I wasn’t sure if I did.”

I’m not even going to address anon directly, because seriously, fuck that guy. 

For the rest of you who may be wondering how I POSSIBLY manage living as a fat person, let me explain how I do it: 

I do it by making time for fun things as often as possible. Like riding carousels while morbidly obese. I  have the gall to do this in front of children. 

I do it by making sure my skin is always moisturized and cleansed. I know it’s shocking, but my glowing, fat face feels great after a seaweed-based exfoliant mask. 

I do it by finding time for my interests and hobbies. I’m an amateur mycologist. You may think it’s frightening for a fat forager to find fungi, but I think it’s fantastic.    

I do it by surrounding myself with wholesome, non-judgmental people. A fat person with friends and family?!? It’s more likely than you think. 

I do it by wearing bright colors and taking any opportunity for a photo shoot. Surprisingly, my fatness hasn’t broken a camera yet. 

I do it by singing loudly and flamboyantly. Much as you’ve been told fat people spend 99% of our time gasping for air, I actually have pretty solid breath control. 

I do it by pursuing my education. Don’t worry, they let me skip the part of the bar exam that asks for your BMI.

I do it by having an adorable, supportive partner. We even make out with the lights ON most of the time! 

I do it by creating safe spaces in my home. I love decorating for holidays and dinner parties. The tinsel really compliments my back rolls! 

I do it by adopting fluffy animal friends. Mr. Fluff here may always have a look of existential dread on his face, but he’s not once had a problem with my weight. 

I do it by spending time in nature. Trees and green spaces are very healing! Yes, even for a fatty like me. 

I do it by making this face at people who tell me that since I’m fat I can’t have all the things I already have. I have the audacity to believe that I will one day accomplish all the important goals I have set out for myself!

I’m a fat person and I have value. 
I’m a fat person and I can realize my dreams. 
I’m a fat person and I have a happy, fulfilling life. 

That’s not going to change no matter how many anons send me hateful messages. 

To all my fat family out there, you deserve a support network of caring people who don’t care about your weight. You deserve to achieve your goals. You deserve respect. You deserve happiness. 

Don’t let anyone tell you differently. 

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[1991.10.07] Happy birthday to the most talented, hard working, sweet, kind, humble, sexy, funny, cute and handsome boy out there !! i hope you have an amazing day filled with love, happiness and the people who cares about you the most. 

Te quiero muchisimo, mi angelito 💕💜💖🌺💚🎂💝✨🌈💗💐💘💞.  

Another post going by about how creepy “adults” are in fandom, and how fandom should only be a place for teens.

All I can think is…imagine a fandom where ALL of the fanart and all of the fanfic were only created by people ages sixteen and under.

Take a moment, and imagine it.

Most of the fanworks you love were probably created by someone who is at least in college. The original content that your fandom revolves around? Probably also produced by adults. Some of whom are probably as big a fan as you are of the story being told despite also being a professional creator of it.

And all ask, as I always do: At what point to YOU expect to abandon your love of the books and shows and other media that currently bring you happiness? What age are you going to stop wanting to read, watch, discuss, and create your own theories and works based on those, and just take up golf as your sole hobby for the rest of your life? 

One day you’ll blink and you’ll be the same age as the people you’re bitching about now, and you’ll still be chatting with your friends via whatever technology we’ve evolved by that point about the most recent plot development in whatever fandom you’re in by then, and you’ll see someone maybe half your age asking that same goddamn question.

But by then, you’ll know the answer.

the new information about Joseph’s ‘cult ending’ makes this game absolutely disgusting.

this game was praised for positivity and diversity for gay people [which was already on thin ice, because many gay men were concerned about the characters in the game being fetishized] 

but the good, saintly Christian dad, who happened to date the player character of the same sex, was revealed as, surprise! a demonic entity.

we already have so much comparison in media of gay people to demons, blasphemes, and sinners. that’s mostly what the lgbt community is seen as. 

not only is it a matter of stereotyping one character, it ruins the player’s enjoyment of any of the other characters, because it’s revealed that Joseph uses his powers to keep those dads single and feast off of their sexual energy, either by having their marriage/relationship fail, or by killing his partner. and then they move to the game’s central town. once the player achieves this ending, they’ll know that none of their replays matter, because Joseph will find a way to keep them single.

the Game Grumps were already known as racist, homophobic, transphobic and otherwise prejudiced people who cared little about fixing their mistakes.

if you still want this game, pirate it. they don’t deserve your money, and they shouldn’t have it. they’re disgustingly wealthy people who constantly brag about their earnings [and no, their charity streams and donations don’t make up for it.]

for any gay people reading this, who feel insecure and shameful about your sexuality battling with your religion, avoid this game.

The Fic Writer’s Beatitudes

Blessed are the readers, for theirs is the archive.

Blessed are the betas: for they help us write the stories we see in our hearts.
Blessed are they that kudo, for they reassure us that someone likes what we’ve done.
Blessed are the rebloggers and reccers, for they help the readers find our work.
Blessed are they which leave comments on a WIP that say something other than “write more please”: for they comfort us when we feel taken for granted.
Blessed are the commenters; for their words bring us joy.
Blessed are the loyal fans, for they keep the fandom alive.
Blessed are the fan artists, for they bring our worlds to life before our eyes.
Blessed are they which read an entire long fic and comment each chapter, for the string of comment notifications fills the writer’s heart with delight.
Blessed are ye, who rec our fics in public and tag us, for seeing that we made somebody squee is the light in our days.
Rejoice, and be exceeding glad; for great is your reward in fandom.

  • discourse: DID YOU KNOW that Kingsman is a racist, sexist, gratuitously violent, and not very diverse film??
  • me: ...Yes.
  • discourse: SO ARE YOU GOING TO STOP LIKING IT??
  • me: No...
  • discourse: WHY, YOU IRREDEEMABLE PIECE OF SHIT??
  • me: Because I can critique something I like and also enjoy the elements that make this film entertaining. I also love how both meta and fic discuss or simply correct the problematic things in canon, though they do also explore said problematic aspects in interesting, complex ways. For the most part, we tend to have a firm grip of what needs to be better represented in not only the movie, but in the general scope of fiction and real life social attitudes and political/economical implications as well.
  • discourse: ...are you going to stop liking it, though

imagine hating women so much that you can’t even handle a beautiful canon friendship between two female characters because you’re too threatened by the fact that they’re romantically shipped by the fandom