I’m A Simple Man

Study Group!

Hey guys! I’m a Junior in high school right now. I’m currently dealing with some hard classes and usually I would make study groups with others to help with going over questions, talking about topics, and questioning each other. I would do this with friends but what a surprise I don’t have any! Besides my alone life I am currently taking AP Biology, AP US History, and French this semester. I have two year long classes, AP Environmental Science and AP Research. It would be awesome if someone also taking one of these classes to text me and maybe we can help each other :). 

I hope everyone is doing well and good luck in your own classes!

Something my baby cousin said to me today,

Me: (talking to my mom and cousin something my teacher said about weddings) There are the three rings of marriage, the engagement ring, the wedding ring, and the suffering

Baby cousin: (in the most innocent voice ever) I’m your suffering!

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She also said I was her favorite cousin and her and her sister had kicked me in the face and private areas multiple times. But hey, I’m a favorite for the first time so thats lit right?

do not refuse the c̴̵̷̱̝͕̫͍̖̠͙͎̙͍͇̰͈̍ͮͤ̎̿ͥ͗͋ͫ̉ͩ͡hͣ̓̽͌͋̏̈́ͬ̿̍̽ͭ̃́͏͏̖̘̞͕̟̙̪̼͉̜̕ͅỏ̸̃̆̏͐̃̌̒̂ͤͬͧ̅̋̌ͦ̒̍҉̤̖̻̟̜͓̼̥̞̤̟̙͇̣̘̗͕ͅͅn̓ͫ̓̍͆̍̂̅̒ͬ̚͏̡̜͔̗̭͎̺̰̖k̵̸̷̩̜͖̳̘̭͚̙͇̰̟͎̟̫̮͉ͫͬͣ̋ͫ͌̋ͫ͜

Im confused... but okay :)

alternative depression tips for when you read the ‘depression tips’ post and laugh hollowly, bc only in your fondest dreams could you manage to do any of those things

dry shampoo and face wipes are your friend. if you can brush your teeth you’ll feel maybe 2% less disgusting. wash your hands.

smelling nice is gr9, rubbing moisturiser in is Exhausting. perfume, scented candles and linen sprays are way quicker.

try to change your clothes at least every other day. wear sweats or pjs as often as you physically can.

you don’t need to put on underwear if you’re not leaving the house (that goes double for bras and binders)

drink any water that hasn’t been sitting out on your desk for a week. dust doesn’t taste good. stay hydrated. I fill one of those 2 litre bottles in the morning and keep it with me so I don’t have to get up and walk to the sink.

re: cleaning, try and keep one room vaguely clean. if everywhere else is a shit hole that’s fine, but you can go sit in your one tidy space and chill for a bit. it’s fine if that’s the bathroom or just the corner of your bedroom where there’s no crap on the floor. find a tiny space that isn’t horrifying and sit in it.

music helps.

eat a thing. +5 points if it has a fresh fruit or vegetable in it. take out is acceptable if it comes with veggies.

if your creativity curled up and died a long time ago try and find something that at least reminds you what it was like to feel inspired. watch a film, look at some art (probably not your own), read a thing. if that makes you feel worse, just?? don’t think about it??

grounding yourself is actually really helpful. open the window and breathe for 2 minutes. lay down on the floor and feel your whole body (unless you don’t want to in which case: lay down and don’t feel anything except the floor) 

human interaction is Good. text a family member you don’t hate if you have one. message a friend. reply to someone’s personal post with ‘SAME’. make your own personal post asking the void for validation. stare out the window at people and remind yourself that life exists outside of the black space inside your head. whatever works.

pets are amazing, agreed. watch some funny animal vines if you don’t have one.

Attention

If you demean, insult, mock, or degrade trans people for wanting to be/appear cis, you’re transphobic AND ableist, no exceptions (not even if you’re trans or disabled or anything).

Thank you for your attention.

New girl in my Sunday school class: Are you a girl?

Me: No, but people used to think I was a girl.

Girl: Oh. Is that why the other teacher called you (deadname)?

Me: Yes, that’s my old name I used before I told people I’m not a girl. But I haven’t used my new name forever so sometimes (other teacher) forgets.

Girl: Okay. I’ll remember to use your new name! *bounces over to the toy cars*

…….

Me: I want you to start calling me Mx instead of Miss. Okay?

Little boy: Okay. *violently stabs crayon into paper* Mx Roman, I broked the crayon.

Me: That’s probably because you stabbed the paper with it, buddy.

…….

3 y/o : Are you a boy or a girl?

Me: Sometimes I’m a boy. Sometimes I’m not a boy or a girl.

3 y/o: *proudly puffs out chest* I’m a girl all the time.

Me: Good for you, kiddo.

3 y/o: I know.

…….

Preschoolers understand better than any adult I’ve ever met.

reblog this if it’s okay for your mutuals to call you a

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Awwwww thanks I really needed this with school and my play rehearsal starting again. <3 :)))