Part Of Me Is Like “wow I Wish We As A Society Would Normalize Prioritizing Platonic Love And Accept

I love seeing a post I have absolutely no context for.

Like one of my mutual’s mutual’s mentioning their blorbos by name. But I’ve never heard of the characters, so what do I do? Well I go to the tags, of course. Surely there will be some context in the tags, something I can google to get further information.

But the tags are a string of incomprehensible acronyms and more characters I have never heard of. “#japsabelle and ameileian fr,” you say. “#my favorite hgspmal characters,” you say. “#me in episode 15 of PLOMBOAS when jamblamber kisses kolmbem,” you say.

And I stand there, and I stare at your post. And I do not know what it means. I do not understand these strange words and letters on my dash. But I’m glad that whoever your blorbos are, they bring you this much joy.

Anyway don’t be like me, listen to your body and take breaks when you need to. That goes for stuff other than exercising too, like if you’re doing any type of activity and you feel your brain and body start to be like “heeeeeeeey can we slow down?” That’s a sign that you should take a breather, or dial it back, or whatever. Knowing how and when to listen to your body is your most important tool to manage your symptoms.

It’s also an important tool to help you like. Be a happier, chiller person.

Yet again stuck in the pattern of

Works out to help my fatigue -> experiences joint pain because I was too rough -> takes a day to rest because of my joint pain -> experiences fatigue because I haven’t been working out -> works out to help my fatigue -> becomes the chronically ill equivalent of Sisyphus, trapped in a self inflicted loop of being tired and achey all the time

It really sucks when my symptoms have been mostly manageable for like 2 weeks straight and then out of nowhere fatigue just hits me like a sack of bricks. Like at least it’s happening on my day off so I don’t have to worry about work but like. Damn dude it was really nice being a functioning person for a while, not enjoying the possibility of another flare up happening rn and wrecking my ass for the next week and a half.

Hi I’ve completely given up on Instagram and Twitter, so now I have returned to the hellsite. I’ve missed you, tumblr. I never really understood how to use you in the 2010s, but maybe I’m less stupid now, so let’s give it a try.

Also does this look better with or without lines? I think with but that might just be because adding the lines took me like half a goddamn hour extra and I don’t want to have wasted my time.

(Ignore the weird pig nose I don’t feel like changing it)

hey did you know??? that if you stop stretching and maintaining mobility in your body then it goes away?? things get tight and you can't move the way that you used to??? and when you decide to try getting a stretch routine going that the first week fucking sucks because you keep going 'damn i used to be able to do this no problem' and then you have to switch gears and be kind to yourself and just focus on getting better from here instead of berating yourself for dropping the good habits in the first place??? and your body never stops aging so you gotta keep taking care of it and sometimes you gotta take care of it extra in certain areas because of things that happened when you were younger and it's boring and sometimes hurts but it's so necessary???

i am yelling this at myself right now i am going through An Experience (trying to get into a routine of body maintenance again for my physical and mental health)

Hi I love her

She’s from Punch Punch Forever

GO WATCH IT👏

More messy colored pencil shenanigans✨

Really wish all the “low impact” exercise routines I find weren’t hyper focused on like squats and lunges and shit. Like bro, my knees DO NOT WORK. They simply do not function properly. If I do 15 squats today I’m not going to be able to walk properly for literal days.

…….but like I’m so tired and I NEED to work out to help with my fatigue, and I don’t have the attention span for yoga right now. So I do the five bajillion squats anyway.

And I’m stupid so I forget that that’s a bad idea, so when I’m in an incredible amount of pain just walking up and down the stairs for the rest of the week, I’ll be like

My partner and I watched JoJo for the first time together and since then we have had multiple conversations along the lines of “this writing choice in JoJo was so interesting, let’s talk about it for literally an hour nonstop”

jojo's bizarre adventure is a life altering series if you're susceptible to the brainrot pathogen. if you're not i'm sure it's kinda whatever but if you are. you get enrolled in a secret jojo club and you lose the ability to fully speak your mind outside of it. you realize a tantalizing desire to sightsee in italy, but know that you must never, ever set foot there, else you'll risk annoying everyone around you with the constant pointing out of familiar locations. you cannot go to an aquarium without thinking, "jotaro kujo would love this." when you take a drink of water that's especially refreshing, you think of okuyasu, in tonio's restaurant, where he cried the sleeplessness out of his eyes, and wish you could do the same. and like a zombie, you attempt to spread the disease to others, the people you love most. you say to them, with a sly smile, "hey, there's this anime i think you would like," and if they're not sick of hearing about it, on the off chance they decide to try it, and like it, you'll rejoice at having another person share your curse. now you're both ruined, swapping looks and pointing out things "you just thought were cool." you have matching cherry earrings. your music taste is better than it's ever been.

Out of my ADHD medication rn and I’m trying to work and oh my god this is impossible. I feel like the gummy bears from that fucking 2000s song are having a party in my skull and they’re using my grey matter as a bean bag chair and they keep pouring Hennessy shots into my brain wrinkles