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Cass

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22 || They/them || I shitpost || but I also vent a little

I love to imagine the speed-run alternative story to breath of the wild where a naked, confused, memory-less Link, compelled by an urgency and recklessness he doesn’t understand, blindly charges the castle in his underwear and through skill and pure force of will destroys Ganon with his three little hearts of health, successfully rescuing a bewildered Zelda. Then in the aftermath they explore Hyrule and go through the events of the main quest together, Link only regaining his memories of her long after their reunion while they travel the vast world, reforging old alliances and rebuilding their ruined kingdom.

Like, I get it, COVID sucks. But I'm going to volunteer at a vaccine distribution point, and signing up make the end feel closer. I won't take normal life for granted again.

Aye, sometimes people see my posts.

If you're still here post-2018 Ig you're cool.

Destiel.

Skeleton war.

Homestuck.

Fingers in his ass Friday.

I'm not sorry.

Talking about life after recovering from severe psychological distress:

Questions I go through in my head when I'm sad.

Am I self sabatoging?

Does it feel like the end of the world?

Do I feel like it won't get better?

Do I feel like I won't overcome this?

No? Then it's normal sad.

Yes? Time to ask for help.

- A luxury you can’t live without? - A luxury I can’t live without? Coffee. I really like good coffee. - That’s not a luxury, you can get it anywhere. - …I like nice socks?

[id: gifs of larry king interviewing danny pudi. larry says, “that’s not a luxury, though. coffee and socks are not a luxury. danny says, “alright, give me a luxury. which - … what luxury should i have?“larry says, “a private plane.” danny says, a bit incredulously, “…. larry, i’m on ducktales.” end id]

Bear witness to the disconnect between a Boomer’s idea of luxury and a Millennial’s.

Just because I'm kind of femme, doesn't mean I'm not a them.

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How the hell are boobie spam accounts still following me? Listen I got no problem w titties but in 2018 tumblr's titty algorithm fucking destroyed chairs so like?

Lately whenever I'm sad about some trauma I faced, I like to visualize myself, and my past self-- quite literally what I looked like when that thing happened. Then I'll give myself a hug, and say something like "It's okay. You don't believe it, but you'll eventually make the right decisions and make it through. You are me."

This exercise has helped me cope with those parts of myself without ignoring them. Try it if you think it might help.

Then stop asking if they understand it and start asking if they’re going to take the drastic action that scientists believe is necessary to prevent the worst of it, and ask them to stop accepting neoliberal half measures with arguable efficacy like carbon capture & carbon tax to replace actual solutions.