My favorite things in musical theater that never get old are:
1. angry unhinged woman singing a dramatic power ballad about how she’s fed up with everyone’s bullshit and going to live her truth now and do whatever the fuck she wants
2. a distressed pathetic guy absolutely going through it crawling on the floor in agony and having a mental breakdown in song form right on stage
3. a sexy queer coded villain being cool and seductive and feeling themselves whilst singing about their evil plans or whatever
The three genders if you will: bad bitch, sad twink and queer-coded villain
Tag yourself I’m all three
It’s giving these three assholes for sure, but it’s also applicable to musical theater in general.
I firmly believe what ever you’re obsessed with at 11/12 years old becomes a core part of who you are, regardless if you lose interest in it or not. Maybe some of you were lucky and were obsessed with warrior cats or smth, and if you’re real unlucky it was probably twilight.
I don't know who needs to hear this, but 99% of the time that ex of yours is not actually a narcissist or a sociopath simply because they sucked and you hate them. By using these words you are in fact demonizing actual mentally ill people, unlike your ex who is far more likely to just be an asshole
very random journaling/diary keeping advice, but since i’ve never had consistency with what i post, here’s some stuff that’s helped me keep a semi-constant journal since 6th grade:
if you’re feeling too tired for sentences, bullet points (like this!) are fun
take note not just what you’ve been doing, but what you’ve been thinking about that day
if you want to, you can revisit past events even if it has nothing to do with the day (just make sure to mark down the approximate date of that past day for lack of future confusion)
write down lists of books/movies/tv shows or music you’ve read/seen/heard and your opinion about them
mix-up your standard format with colorful or unusual pencils/pens, adding in doodles/stickers/cutouts of stuff, writing vertically
every few months, word-vomit about anything that feels significant/important at that time of your life and don’t worry about consistency
occasionally write in 2nd person to yourself
cut up a paper bag and tape together a DIY cover for the book. the shittier it looks the more spirit it will have, and in general, i write more honestly when you don’t have to live up to how professional the journal’s cover looks
swear. it’s very therapeutic.
go back and annotate stuff you’ve written ages ago as if your present self has traveled back in time to meet your past self and challenge/comfort them