I swear I’m not Jessica
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That poor sink will freeze if you don’t let it in! 🥺
The new years party I wish I was invited to 🥵
Thanks! It’s not so bad most of the year, but not right now 😖
I’m fairly certain these movies were criticized in more openly bigoted ways back then. They just didn’t dogwhistle all the time.
Yes we do! All girls are pretty 😍
A lot of Sapphic girls do apparently. I haven’t reached that point yet
No, you shouldn’t. I was just feeling emotional and shared a meme I made a while back, but didn’t feel like posting at the time. You should allow yourself to get attached and break your heart, if only because you deserve to be loved ❤
That’s why I posted this yesterday, isn’t it?
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They can be freely copied and distributed, but I’ll give you TWO extras anyways
I know! I was looking for pictures of cute femme presenting mages a while ago, and there were not many options 😥
Her hands are fucked up, and look at the design on the wall lining up with only the candle holder.
Yes, u 2
Like I said, that deep self hatred is the main thing holding back most people with “treatment resistant” depression. There’s something appealing about viewing yourself as a total piece of shit, responsible for all your misery. Maybe we just like casting blame on something, anything, for bad things in life. We want something to hate, so we hate ourselves.
Part of letting go of this need to hate is letting go of the need to blame in the first place. Blame isn’t something inherent, but a tool. It can cloud our mind to focus on responsibility or what people are owed. No one inherently deserves anything, so we ultimately decided what people deserve. You don’t deserve to feel ashamed of yourself for no other reason than it not being helpful to anybody.
This may be a simple answer, but it is not an easy answer in the slightest. As this post clearly demonstrates, it’s not a one and done deal. I still have to constantly fight my self hatred, and I don’t win every battle. However, I still win the war so long as I make my life worth living as much as possible. I won’t give up till the weight of the world kills me from the outside. If anyone tried to force me to not live as the person I love, I’d simply fight them till they’re forced to put me down. The horrors persist and so must I.
I feel the gender roles things, but I’ve also realized that putting myself in situations where any sort of chasing can happen is my problem. Reciprocal or not, I need to put myself out there in uncomfortable ways to see any social interaction.
I know I’m not alone, as gen z has a particularly hard time with meeting people on a large scale. Society isn’t designed for people 😮💨
Not looking for hollow platitudes about how I’ll get there someday and how it gets better.
Fine then; I’ll tell you the truth. Things don’t really change, even when you “get there.” Getting better is about learning to live with reality, both in ourselves and the outside world.
I believe many depressing things about life; many ideas that most people refuse to fully accept.
I believe all these awful things to be truth, yet in many ways, I still managed to “get there.” I didn’t need to cloak myself in lies or hide from questioning everything I believe, because I managed to internalize useful ideas that make life worth living:
Thanks to these self help strats (🤮), I can brave the apocalypse, brought to us by capitalism, imperialism, and natural itself! It kind needs to be self help, as one cannot escape from the pit of misery without working to do it themselves:
NO ONE CAN SAVE YOU, EXCEPT YOU.
If you don’t give an earnest attempt, you won’t make it. You still might not make it, as outside forces can doom you from the start, but if that is the case, at least you still lived the best life you could have.
Doesn’t matter; you came out! ❤️🔥😱🥳☺️💖