Motivating Myself - Tumblr Posts
I’ve been diagnosed more or less twenty years ago and if I’ve had a penny for every time I was bullied/insulted/gaslighted/poisoned by friends and complete strangers, I’d be probably worrying about investing my fortune than writing dumb comics about it.
I know that now coeliac has got more popular (aka: doctors know better and are able to make more diagnoses) and gluten-free diets had spread even to people that don’t need to follow them to keep their health. Still, I’m FUCKING TIRED of people treating something as serious as coeliac and gluten intolerances as a fancy quirk. I’m tired of people questioning my very dietary restrictions.
But you know what? Idiots are gluten-free.
Lucky.
Let’s eat them.
April 30 2024
This boy I once knew had this odd relationship with his shadow. He often made the comparison to Peter Pan. Calling his shadow his Pan, and he Peter.
For you see his shadow was misjavous and annoying.
His shadow would tie his shoelaces together and embarrass him in front of people he’d try to impress. The “pan” would distract him at work and make him look careless in front of his boss. His coworkers would call him lazy when the pan would entertain him with notions and stories.
The pan would never leave him alone. It would encourage bad and unproductive habits, and the day would wither away like a plucked flower in the hand of a child on a hot day. At the worst times he’d make his presence known. During arguments, or days where he hadn’t gotten enough sleep, and days he’d had too much sleep; and right before tasks he couldn’t stop thinking about or didn’t want to do at all.
The pan slithered off the wall and grabbed his shoulders with its sharp claws and pulled him in. It’s hot breath whispering uncomfortably into his ear. Telling him it’s okay to stay home and forget to think about the consequences. Telling him it’s okay to walk backwards, open the old doors of the past and fall back on what comforts, stagnates him. “Wouldn’t it be so fun to be numb again?” It said with a malicious grin. “Don’t you remember what fun it was to forget about the future. Forget about tomorrow, shut the world away and laugh and dance and fascinate about what could be? All the while festering in the comfort of your own filth.” It said with a deep and guttural laugh. A laugh like a villain knowing his plan is foolproof.
“No.” The boy said softly, eyes wide and brow lowered in a cautious expression. Shaking his head, “I have to get this done. I-I’ve promised, I’ve got people depending on me.” He said with a nervous tone.
He tried to walk away and grab his wallet and his keys. “But just think of the people who’ve disappointed you.” It said staring up at him from the floor. “Now, why is it you have to do what is expected of you? Who are they to have such expectations? Why can’t they have the respect to respect your personal time? I know you have all the respect in the world for everyone else, now, when are you going to show the same gratitude to you.” It said matter of factly. After some resentful consideration the boy responded, “In time.” He said with a furrowed brow and a clenched jaw, grabbing his coat and heading down the stairs to put on his shoes. The pan had wide eyes and a focused expression. “N-now don’t you say that all the time, now?” The pan tried to plead. “Why, when do you recon you’re actually going to find time to do what you find fun, hmm? Next week? And if next week will it only be for one day? Or only a few hours, because, let us be honest, you’re going to use that time to be there for other people or family.” The boy just stared at it. Allowing the silence to impact its efforts. He began to listen to his own breathing as he sifted through the words in his head, searching for a reply. “It does sound intimidating and unfair when you put it like that. And who knows maybe you’ve got a point.” He said with his hand on the door knob. “But, I like to be able to say I’ve accomplished this task.” “Accomplished?” The pan scoffed and rolled its eyes as the boy continued. “But next week I’m not going to be able to enjoy that time to myself if I don’t get this done today. I’m not going to have the money to participate with the people I choose to fill my time with. And yeah. There are people who’ve disappointed, flaked, and disrespected me in the past, recent and not. At least I can say I’m better than them.”
”Conceded.” The pan sneered, sharply and viciously.
The boy just opened the door, locked it behind him and said, “You’re not going to make me feel bad about myself.” And began walking to his car. The pan followed him, arms crossed and stewing in its frustration.
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Really needed that. 🥺
263 hi reminder that i believe in chu and know you will succeed!! (and a reminder that i have a discord where i upload this and many more as emotes :) )
🤞🤞
Need to break the generational cycle of losers & make my own fortune 💪😤
ok well im going to build a good future for myself whether i like it or not
How to feel alive/stop being bored out of your mind, a guide for losers
jump on your bed, write something teeny tiny on the walls, break a small rule
get a dollar worth of pennies and write lucky on them and drop one or two at places you go
bury something small that you like in a place you feel safe
make a small bracelet/anklet, even if its just a piece of sting and never take it off
take a really really cold shower
go star gazing/look at the moon
write a letter to your past/future self
write bad poetry/nice messages and tuck it into books at the library
sit and listen to a song that was your favorite four or five years ago, don't do anything else but sit and listen to it
make a trash journal. Get a cheap notebook and write down EVERYTHING in there, carry it around with you. It will help you figure out who you are/remind you that you are a person.
when was the last time you felt alive? Like really alive? If you remember, write it down in as much detail as you can. If you don't know, write down a time you were happy or very angry. Honestly, any strong emotion will work.
create a bad drawing, like kindergartener level. If you want, fold it up and stick it onto your fridge.
block that person
tell someone how much you appreciate them
put old things you don't need anymore in a box, write take care of it on top, and leave it somewhere
write positive graffiti in public restroom stalls
bake bread
There are wounds that never show on the body that are deeper and more hurtful than anything that bleeds.
(via purplebuddhaquotes)
So I thought of something, No one intentionally hates themselves, they truly just want something in their life to make them complete. The same goes for hate, we're not mad at them but ourselves for getting mad, which then makes us mad lol our brain is literally thinking ontop of what you're thinking, no matter how hard you try saying, Don't be sad, Don't be sad. Especially when other people tell you not to be, you will be sad. It's kinda dumb but I have been lying to myself a ton lately! It has helped a lot with my own positivity to the point where I sorta start to believe the lies.. instead of being mean and lying to myself about how I wanna die, I truly just wanna live and be happy with my own life and not be in pain every single day... but this has put a new perspective i see on trolls too, They're the most unhappy people despite the Fake laughs to get you triggered. They have no hope or happiness in their lives, so they attack you or things you love. Cause nothing satisfying to them.
Isn't it strange to be self aware and sad all the time lmfao
I got a nail appointment first thing tmr... all of the sudden my moodboard is ACTUALLY achievable.
Mira la vida con locura, enamorate de los pequeños detalles, sonríe al viento y disfruta que estás vivo.
Cada día y cada instante cuenta para hacer tu vida tuya y solo tuya.
RUN.