The Bakkhai, Euripides (Trans. Anne Carson)

Self care is writing fan fiction that you are the sole target audience for.

my dad wants to meet for lunch. he tells me to text him when I’m leaving. I text him. he does not respond. I arrive. he is not there. maybe I am supposed to pick him up from work, I think. I do not have the address. I call him. he does not respond.

GUYS GUYS HAVE YOU NOTICED??!?!?!?!

ELISABETH IS COMING TO THEATRES IN THE NETHERLANDS!!! REAL, ACTUAL ELISABETH COMEBACK TO THE STAGE NOT THE HALF-BAKED VIENNESE CONCERT!!! AND OMG PIA IS PLAYING!!!!!!

Me, reading my scraps of fics in my notes app: oh, that’s good, I really like that. Someone should finish that.

When I was younger and researching the autism diagnosis criteria and symptoms, I thought “oh I couldn’t POSSIBLY be autistic.” Because when I read “takes everything literally” I thought it literally meant EVERYTHING and I was like “I don’t take EVERYTHING literally, just most things!” And I just realized the other day that it didn’t actually mean EVERYTHING and that was an overstatement.

clocking in for another day at the i dont wanna factory

Having headcanons is so fun because sometimes you’ll be like “I believe Blorbo suffered childhood trauma, specifically abandonment and ostracism from their community, and this is the reason they took X action in canon. I base this off these brief but telling conversations they had with others in five different episodes, plus their reaction when Skrimblo disappeared for two days.”

But then also sometimes you’ll say “I think Glup Shitto is lactose intolerant.”

OCD symptom i struggle with but don't see talked about a lot: inability to trust your own memory and/or perception.

as an example: i put my headphones in my bag. i say im sure they're in my bag, but what if i imagined putting them in my bag? i have to check, so i stick my hand inside and grab them. but then i have to check *again* because what if i just so happened to have another object shaped and sized exactly like my headphones that i just forgot about? so i have to pull them out of my bag and look directly at them to fully confirm they were in my bag

this is a fairly benign example but this also happens with other worse scenarios for me and it's. not fun

the creative writer's favorite act of hubris: vent fictioning too close to the sun

engine kaputt!!!

engine kaputt!!!

i feel a normal amount of emotions about this fictional woman i promise

sorry professor i did not do this asisgnemtn becuase i was too sad! NO consequences please. goodbye

sorry professor i did not do this asisgnemtn becuase i was too sad! NO consequences please. goodbye

sorry professor i did not do this asisgnemtn becuase i was too sad! NO consequences please. goodbye

every time i make a mistake im like theyre going to put me down like a sick dog