I feel like over the month+, I have like 1-2 hours a day max where I feel relatively awake, and every other hour I'm fighting bone-deep exhaustion. I'll bring it up with my doc at my check up on monday, but tbh i know the solution so idk if she can help
And I can work-work when I feel half-dead, or rather I force myself to because I don't want my cats to starve, but when it comes to creative stuff, it's like my mind is slippery sludge dribbling out my eyes...
The Solution, of course: just stop working 3~10 AM every day (and then taking a short nap, working during the day, and then taking another short nap, hours vary but repeat), and maybe get at least 6, ideally 8 uninterrupted hours of sleep at least every other day, ideally every day.
But do I see that happening? No.
Like rn I know I desperately need to edit fic and reply to comments and do several arts but I'm nodding off at my desk after boss DMing me work at 5 AM and dealing with repair people since 8:30 AM...
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how do i convey to my friends that my love for you is literally unconditional as long as you're not an asshole. and that if i'm willingly talking to you then it means i have deemed you Not An Asshole. like as long as you wouldn't intentionally do anything to hurt me or my other friends then literally anything else you do or say is fine forever and i love you and you can be as weird or quiet or loud around me as you want and talk about anything you want whenever you want for as long as you want and i cherish every second we spend together. how do i make everyone believe this for real
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DID I HEAR VINERVAAAA??!! please please please please. i seen a fanfic once that was unfinished years ago with a singular chapter about violet (cries a little) CHEATING on clem with Minnie and i need that drama back.
SDKSJDKS my au is still violentine end game but clem comes into their lives while vi and minnies long term relationship is in the process of falling out
clem is interested in vi (and vi is back) but tries to move on since well.. vi is taken. and vi is still trying to make things work with minnie (who isnt putting in half the effort vi is). louis asks clem out and she likes him well enough to say yes. but ultimately vi and clem both have things about their respective relationships that frustrate them, and all the while they just continue to get closer and closer 👀... being around each other makes them each feel understood and supported in a way they arent in their relationships, and their feelings slowly become too much to deny 😏
i love (fictional) drama i love (fictional) mess :) not everybody does tho 😔
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I'm probably in the minority with this but I wish the first 3 arcs of Sailor Moon Crystal were a two-part movie series (like they did with Eternal and Cosmos.).
This will probably make the Crystal fans seethe at the mouth bc God forbid anyone has an opinion different from them. But we probably would've avoided a lot of the embarrassing poor animation choices had they turned the material into two-part movies for each arc. They'd have more time to focus on the good bits that moved the story along. They'd have more time to also focus on the animation quality of the movies.
Maybe, as a result, they could've spent more time honing their character designs versus getting better after three FULL seasons of SMC.
Sorry not sorry, the designs in Eternal and Cosmos are way better than the poor attempts to copy Naoko's style that plagued the first 3 seasons of SMC.
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hiya sorry, do you know of any aro or ace or aroace discord servers i could join? been looking for a community and. failing to find one lol so i am asking The Expert for help
nope, sorry (though i am flattered to be considered The Expert)! if anyone else would like to share theirs, feel free!
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I also think having a range of levels of empathy among people is important? Like I’d describe myself as having somewhat lower than average empathy and I do think it helps me in my job (healthcare). I care deeply about my patients and find a lot of meaning and value in taking care of people but I do think operating from a place of sympathy and compassion is much less taxing that one of straight empathy. Sometimes you need someone who can hold your hand and cry with you and sometimes you need me who is going to probably make an awkward joke and try and do whatever i can to improve your situation in a practical way (not saying empathetic people can’t be practical but like (this might make no sense, weed became legal in ohio today so i’m celebrating by doing what i always do but now it’s normie))
yeah for sure!! different people are more suited to different jobs / community roles. empathy levels are just one piece of an incredibly complex emotional experience & i wouldn't want everyone to have the same empathy levels any more than i'd want everyone to feel emotions exactly the same way.
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I saw your tags on that one post about starting your job and I'm not a dancer or a poet (by trade) but I feel the need to tell you that that metaphor resonated deeply within me and my own existential crises I'm always having. I feel like it belongs on one of those web weaving posts or something and I guess I'm just saying thank you for sharing??? I dunno human beings are always being made to feel so alone or despair for one reason or another but I always feel like it's JUST me doing all this freaking out and everyone else is hunky dory. To see it's not just me makes me feel less alone. so, thank you
Anon, this is so sweet! 🥺 I am not a dancer or a poet by trade either it's just existential crisis hours on here sometimes ♥️ I can relate to feeling like everyone else is doing fine and you're the only one freaking out. Sorry you're feeling that way, it sucks! But idk I think almost every human experience is shared by someone, at the same time as we're all struggling to understand each other. Hope you find people you can unwind around a bit, even if it takes a while. Wishing you the best!!
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does any of my moots want to start dms with me 🧍
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Your hair feels so good around my fingers. Can I touch it forever?
For the few silent moments he had felt that touch on his hair, aside from a strong flinch, Leonard had remained still, calm, and silent as he quite literally widdled away his time with what appeared to be some sort of stake he was making - could it have been for a tent? Some skewer for game? Regardless, the hermit had remained notably tense, yet otherwise unbothered as he continued his simple task. There was a frown on his face, but he didn't speak. He didn't move.
...So it had continued that way for the next few minutes, Leonard continuing his work with a gradual loss of tenseness as the feeling numbed off - The knife in his hand (Certainly not one for the purpose of widdling, but small and handled with enough care that it could have been) continued to snip patiently away as he felt the vague, nonchalant feeling of long locks wrap around the another's fingers. The sound of cutting wood filled the air as he worked, and if he were to be completely honest, even as little as he began to notice it, Leonard had almost begun to feel relaxed in a sense that he truly had nothing to fear...
...At least, until the sound of Popshi's voice had reached his ears.
"....!?"
At this the large shoulders of the hermit jerked upwards with a sudden start at the unexpectedly masculine sound of the other's voice, and immediately, a flustered hand had dropped the small knife he was using to cut the wood and waved blindly to shoo the other back.
"P...Please, that is enough..! What are you doing!?"
It had taken him a moment to find a solid standing in his voice, Leonard crying out with more firm insistence than roughness, though there was no denying his obvious shock that the past few minutes of peace had been spent with an unexpected stranger. Just who was this man? Had his heart been any calmer, Leonard would have otherwise been uncharacteristically bothered that just anyone felt they had a right to that in particular. It was a rare, finnicky spot for the hermit that he cared little for others to lay hand upon for the memories - and guilt - that it had brought him. That this man (Or at least, they sounded like one) had sounded lighter in his tone served little to ease his burden.
He didn't know this man... Did he? Now that the initial shock had passed enough for him to think, that voice did sound rather familiar.
...But whoever it was, it certainly seemed that it was no one the now-startled hermit had expected.
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tumblr should let u like replies i think
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