Tag: personal

writing-prompt-s:

Your close friend having been literally robbed of all their emotions, you both embark on a quest to get them back. You’ve managed to restore one, but dear Lord, has this journey become way more annoying.

“What if we don’t find the rest of them? What if shotgunning happens with the next emotion and one of us gets hurt or killed? What if some one in the next town notices theres something off about me and tries to kill us or gives us to the soldiers? What if one of the kings spys finds us and takes us back to him! I won’t be the only one punished you’ll get I trouble for helping me! What if-” Rannoch continued with his what ifs, his body shaking slightly with nerves as you walk down the narrow path. You shake your head slightly as your dear friend rambles on and on about potential deaths, and tortures. Why was the first feeling you found fear. Why couldn’t it have been love? Or happiness? Even anger would have been better than this.

Would you be willing to do a brief reading? I’ve been struggling with my mental health recently and was hoping for, well, a bit of hope ^^’ Any type of reading regarding the future would be really sweet of you <3

borrowers-of-the-night:

I asked about your future and was presented with The Magician. It jumped out of the deck right away, so fast that I double checked with the deck to confirm it wasn’t just me being clumsy. This card shows you that you have all the personal power in yourself to create what you want in your life. Whatever it is, you can make it happen! The Magician is a good omen, and points toward success and personal power. Happy trails!! 😊
-Joy

Thank you! This makes me feel a lot better ❤

hi hey hello this post has been made before but please try not to make fun of people for their autistic traits such as

kentuckyfriednug:

bassethoundcinnamonroll:

• telling the same joke/ wanting to have the same conversation over and over again

• not having much coordination and having a tough time doing “easy” things like tying shoelaces

• having trouble understanding what you mean and needing lots of clarification

• needing things to be broken down into little steps

• having extremely high or extremely low empathy

• getting very attached to things like inanimate objects

there are a lot more but these are just ones i haven’t seen mentioned before!! feel free to add on if u think of anything else

  • having a monotonous voice
  • obsessing over special interests
  • getting sensory overload in loud/bright places

Following my friends blog @gimme-green-stimmy

Has taught me i am VERY PICKY with stims…

Ie: I do not like auditory stim AT ALL. I mute my phone to watch videos just in case.

I dont like aggressive slime stuff. Like. Calm down. What did that goop do to you. Be more gentle.

Honestly any aggressive feeling vids or gifs. Even watery running too quickly/ roughly over things.

But I also learned I like butter slime, and cloud slime

They’re pretty and look super soft.

Autobiography snippet

I dont remember much if anything about my early childhood, I have however been told many stories and shown photos of my bad behavior.

We have a photo of me crouching on the counter in the bathroom, having spread toothpaste on the entire mirror, sink, counter, cupboards and myself. My mother beleive I did it because I was angry with her.

We have a photo of me looking very angry holding up my blanket on my bed and showing all of my mother’s make up, broken and covering my entire bed/blankets.

I was told a sorry of me getting in trouble for whatever reason, being sent to my room but resisting to stay there. My mother held the door closed and I three myself against the door and walls screaming like a banshee. This scared my mother and she thought i may have been possessed.

Once my brother and I were playing at my grandma’s, when it was time to go home my grandma told us to clean up the toys. I refused. She told me “you can either clean up the toys with your brother or go stand in the corner” so i went and stupid I the corner of my own accord. She spanked me, but hey, I didn’t have to clean up the toys.

I once squeezed an entire tube of Carmex into my mother’s ear while she was napping.

Autobiography snippet

Much to my disappointment I am the only child in my family that did not go to preschool. My brother went, and years later my little sisters went, but not me.

As my birthday is in October I started school a yeast later than all the kids my age. I turned 7 a few months after kindergarten started. My teacher’s name was Mrs. Bird, and her daughter was also in my class. I had the afternoon time so i would go to school around 11 and go home around 3. I loved school and learning. My mother tells me that i refused to read with her or my father prior to kindergarten, but as soon as i was learning it in school I was obsessed, a quick learner, and rapidly moving to much higher grade level books. It was hard for my teacher to keep up. It was discussed for me to move up a grade, but i did not.

finsandattitude:

Did you make a mistake with your fish?
Take a deep breath. It’s okay. We all make mistakes.
You are not a bad owner.
You are learning.
If you’re not sure, ask for advice! I know I personally love seeing all the fish on here and if anyone needs help, my ask is always open.
Making a mistake doesn’t mean you shouldn’t have fish, it means that you can learn something and move on.
You can do this. It’s okay. I believe in you.

I really needed this right now…
As few of you know I’ve started keeping fish for the first time in my adult life. It stated with a rescue mission of a red and white betta that was labeled ‘king crown male’ at a walmart. He was I bad shape and my wife was really upstart over him so we rushed astound to get the equipment we needed. He seemed to blossom in a 5 gallon planted tank, but only lived a week and a half at most. So that’s fish number one.
Fish numbers 2-6 that i lost were danios we’d gotten to be tank mates for our new betta (dumbo half moon male) I’d gotten 2 types of danios, all the striped ones died first. Then 3 golden. And now i have a single surviving golden danio who seems to be best buddies with Altier the betta.
I’ve never lost pets before and was devastated. And i felt stupid because they were just fish. But i cared a lot.

Autobiography snippet

When i was 4 we moved into a 3 bed/1 bath house in a small town that every one who hasn’t lived there mispronounced. I beleive it was also around this time that my parents decided to have my tonsils removed as they were too large and would block my throat while i was sleeping, causing something akin to sleep apnea, and a loud harsh snoring. The story, as my mother tells it, when i came out of anaesthesia they just wanted me to drink some water before i went home. I absolutely refused, screaming and fighting the way only a 4-5 year old could. I assume they eventually did get me to drink something and i was sent home. Once home my mom would check on mt every little while as i slept bevause she was afraid I’d died because i slept so quietly following that.