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"My child is perfectly fine" Your child imagines themselves in fictional universes being friends with their favourite characters as a coping mechanism, but simultaneously doubts whether they'd actually get along with them cause they're used to rejection, thus, feels guilty for wasting their time instead of being productive and working on their missing assignments, however, they can't function without practicing their personal form of escapism and if they don't allow themselves to daydream they become deeply depressed and anxious, which is why they continue doing so, even though they know they'll regret it later on, but they can't ask for help because that would mean admitting that they're a failure and disappointment and they know they can't escape the vicious cycle, secretly wishing they could just forever leave this realm of eternal pain resulting of the idealistic, capitalistic society that gradually contributes to the destruction of the planet, hence, dooming the entire population and making us work until our inevitable death due to the consequences of climate change and our own stupidity.

Do you support minor self diagnosis?

I started cracking my knuckles in fifth grade. My parents asked me why, and I told them it made the pain go away. My parents told me that I was too young for my joints to hurt, and that I would ruin them if I kept cracking them.

By the time was fourteen or fifteen and entering high school, I hadn’t stopped cracking my knuckles. The hurt more, and the relief was more. I was convinced that I had arthritis.

My parents told me that I was too young to have arthritis.

Fast forward thirty seven years when my joints take a dive and I cannot even get out of bed on some days. I take chemo therapy pills twice a week, and I have two injections of chemotherapy ever four months. I have to take two medications every day just to manage the pain the chemotherapy doesn’t cover.

This at least allows me to get out of bed and on most days it allows me to go to school. It doesn’t make the pain go away, and on bad days I want to cry it gets so bad.

The diagnosis? Early Onset Rheumatoid Arthritis.

It went unchecked for twenty five years, my immune system eating away at my joints like a buffet even though I wanted to go to the doctor from day one.

If I had gone to the doctor and I had been wrong - they found nothing - well, we would have been out a few bucks for the doctor’s visit.If I was right - and I was right - I would have been treated for 20 years.

If I had gone to the doctor on my insistence that I had arthritis at fifteen, I would not be in pain today. This would have been treated twenty years go.

Do I support minor self diagnosis?

Yes. Absolutely.

I would rather a minor self diagnose and be wrong than a minor ignore their body and suffer for 20 years like me. No one is harmed by listening to a minor and taking their concerns seriously. But that minor might be harmed for the rest of their life you ignore them.

My choice is always to listen to the minors about their bodies.

heyy can i get some clingy shuichi hcs or just fluff in general anything shuichi i will consume

Of course!! I love our clingy detective!

[ID: a userbox that reads “this users comfort character is L” with an image of L from death note]

What happens once you kill yourself? Because I'm ready to go.

You wanna know what happens once you kill yourself? Your mother comes home from work and finds her baby dead and she screams and runs over to you and tries to get you to wake up but you won’t and she keeps screaming and shaking you and her tears are dripping onto your face and your dad hears all the screaming and runs into the room and he can’t even speak because the child that he loved and the child that he watched grow up is gone forever and finally your little sister runs into the room to see what all the fuss is about and she sees you dead. The person she looked up to and loved. The person she bragged about to  her friends, the person she wanted to be just like when she grew up, the person that made her feel safe. But she’s never really going to get to grow up and smile and laugh and love because she’ll always be consumed with this feeling of missing you. And now there’s something missing from your family and they can barely look at each other anymore because everything reminds them of you but you’re gone and hurts more than anything. and you think that your mom never cared because she was always busy and yelling at you to finish your homework and clean your room and forgot to say I love you sometimes but really, she loved you more than anything and she doesn’t leave the house anymore, she can’t even get out of bed and she’s getting thinner and thinner because it’s too hard to eat. Your father had to quit his job and he doesn’t sleep anymore, every time he closes his eyes he sees his baby dead, and the image never goes away no matter how much alcohol he drinks. And at school your best friend sees that your seat is empty and she gets this sick feeling in her stomach and that’s when she hears the announcement. You killed yourself. And suddenly she’s screaming and crying in the middle of class and no one even bothers comforting because they’re all  busy sitting there staring at your empty seat with tears dripping down their cheeks and all she wants is for you to hug her and tell her it’s gonna be okay like you always did, but this time, you’re not there to do it, everything is dark now that you’re gone and her grades are slipping, she barely goes to school anymore and she ended up in hospital after taking too many pills because she wanted to see you again. the girls who used to make fun of the way you dressed feel their throats get tight, they don’t talk to each other anymore, they don’t talk to anyone, they’re all in therapy trying so hard not to blame themselves but nothing works. and your teacher who always gave you a hard time stares blankly at the wall, she quits her job a few days later. And then your boyfriend hears the news and he can’t breathe, he still calls you a lot just to hear your voice and he talks to you on facebook but you never message him back, he can’t fall in love again because every girl he meets reminds him of you, he’s never going to get over you, he loved you and he cries himself to sleep every night, hating himself and slicing his skin because he couldn’t save you and he’s never going to hold you in his arms or hear you laugh again. Now everyone who knew you, whether they were a big part of your life or someone you passed in the hallway a few times a week, they carry this aching feeling around inside them because you’re gone, and they miss you, and they don’t know why you left but it must’ve been their fault and they should’ve stopped you and they should’ve told you they loved you more and that feeling is never going to go away. And so you killed yourself

but you killed everyone else around you too. 

Opening commissions again, this time with half bodies and chibi animations! Minimal animation does not require features to be redrawn; floating and bouncing fall under this category. Mixed movement includes minimal animation AND some unique movement such as smiling or blinking. I’m very excited to have these added to the roster!

Payment will be made through Ko-Fi. Contact me through Tumblr DMs if you are interested or have any questions!

Thank you! <3

1. Seeing my mutuals talking about things theyre happy about, or them posting about their day etc.

2. Daydreaming and coming up with story ideas

3. Reading and rereading my favorite books/tumblr imagines

4. Writing!

5. Talking to my friends even after a while of physically seeing each other

Feel free to skip!

@gureishi @thelemoncoffee @writing-prompt-s @s-serendipit-y @katavicbun @peachyphyr @/love-patient-0s-writing-world (since you already did it lol) and anyone else to fill in the last few slots :)

when you get this, please respond with five things that make you happy! then, send to your last ten people in your notifs (anonymously or not). you never know who might benefit from spreading positivity ♡

hmm, lets see

1. listening to my little brother talk about his hyperfixation (geography and world history, weirdly enough? so i always come to him when i have questions about the history/location of other countries)

2. seeing my moots on my dash, reading your tags about my art (love you guys)

3. petting my dog on his soft little head

4. the smell of rain on warm concrete in the summer

5. i live in a rural area, so a lot of blackberries grow where i am. they taste pretty good, but ive eaten a couple bugs

ok, last ten people in notifs; have fun

@murderspugerter @politigirls @dontlosethisever @ace-with-luv @thelovelysystem @raptormew @stasiagent @loststolenorstrayed @r-slash-jreghot @fogggy @the-goblin-in-the-maple-tree @lettucefather @queer-anarchisttttt @some-annoyed-bunny

you know that character you love so much? (you know – the one from that movie you always watch when you’re feeling sad the one from that show you’ve seen so many times you can quote the episodes the one from that book or comic you’ve read more times than you can count) think about how much you resonate with them how they’re like a mirror image to the way you see yourself how they empathize with pieces of your soul in ways that a real life human cannot how they feel like a representation of you you see so much of yourself in them and you love them so much so why can’t you love you too?  if you can find it in you  to look past their flaws  and see gold shining in their cracks maybe you can do the same for yourself after all if your favorite character is a reflection of you, and you love them more than words can say maybe its possible for you to love you too

(cc, 2020)