self concept 101
okay students, class is in session and the assignment we’re focusing on is worth 100% of your grade in the assignment of your life. no pressure, right? except… it kinda is. because everything you experience, your relationships, your money, your looks, your success, it’s all filtered through the lens of your self-concept.
self-concept is the story you tell about yourself when no one’s listening. it’s the identity you live in, consciously or unconsciously. it’s the silent assumptions that run on autopilot like, “i’m never chosen,” “nothing ever works out for me,” “i’m not enough,” “people always leave,” or even “i’m that girl,” “i’m magnetic,” “everything works in my favour.”
those aren’t just thoughts. they’re blueprints. they create the framework your reality has to follow. because your outer world is just your inner world, externalised.
so if you walk through life with the self-concept of someone who always gets second best, your reality will match that. not because you deserve it, but because you believe it. and if you shift to a self-concept of someone who is deeply loved, always thriving, lucky, powerful, guess what? your world has no choice but to realign.
got it omg, here’s the cleaned-up version just how you like it:
here’s your homework, due immediately, with no extensions, sorry babes, life waits for no one…it’s all just now.
1. observe your internal dialogue
spend one whole day listening to your thoughts like they’re playing on a speaker, what do you actually think about yourself, not what you want to believe, but what you’ve been unconsciously affirming, catch the sneaky ones too, “i’m always so awkward,” “i’ll never look like that,” “ugh, of course this would happen to me,” these aren’t harmless little quips, these are energetic declarations
write them down, seriously, make a list of the self-concept you’ve been unknowingly living by
2. rewrite your identity
now take that list and write the exact opposite, this is your new self-concept, “i’m always chosen,” “i’m magnetic and people adore me,” “i’m a master at my craft,” “my beauty is undeniable”
this isn’t toxic positivity, it’s identity design, choose the story you want to live by and start being the main character who lives by that script, you don’t wait for proof to act like her, you assume the role and reality fills in the blanks
3. persist in your new self
this is the part most people flake on, but not you, because real change comes from repetition, from living the new story until it hardwires into your nervous system, so no, you don’t just write your affirmations once and call it a day, you say them out loud, in the mirror, in the shower, under your breath
you imagine yourself as her when you’re walking down the street, you refuse to entertain old stories that try to creep in, this is devotion, this is embodiment
and lastly, you don’t need validation, this homework is not about impressing others, it’s not about being seen, it’s about seeing yourself clearly, fully, and powerfully, once that clicks, your entire world will mirror it back
hand in your new self daily, you’re the teacher and the student here, and you’re getting an A+ obviously
class dismissed…but, the assignment is ongoing so you better get to working! 👩🏫
✧ To have DDR/some arcade machine in my own room
Yayyy
(Sorry in advance)
Okokok soooo let's start with who I AM before I start getting looks... don't kill me.
I am a middle schooler in my sk8 dr (yes you can already tell where this is going).
When I first watched sk8 I was around his age so please do NOT come after me...
The whole schmitt is that I meet Miya by bumping into him at some point when I first move in (I am exploring tho bc I actually live near Reki...) but think nothing of it.
And then we meet at school.
For some reason or another, it starts as a one-sided rivalry (from Miya... idk what nonsense he's spouting at me I love him sm but his rpg vocabulary throws me off every time/pos) and eventually we're 4lifers! (and whatnot)
But this wasn't really supposed to be about platonic friendships, right?
Well im not sure how to say this, but this whole thing is a slowburn for years 'till the middle of Highschool... I don't know if the guy will ever be into me and that's for me to find out... (I mean sure I still plan to be together but I guess I like making myself wait💔)
AND THATS THAT PART.
(This next part is just pure nonsense, you don't have to listen me)
Overall, even before and past the initial trial and error of getting the poor guy to open up along with Reki and Langa, I deeply adore, admire, and respect Miya. And I plan on opening his mind and for both of us to learn and grow with each other 'cause yeesh are skateboarders hectic/pos
(We are so playing roblox together and trust I'm gonna mop the floor with him💫/j)
Oh also he doesn't (as well as some of the others) know that I even go to S at first because crazy Sailor-Moon-type-shi goes in the works and I'm unrecognizable until I take off my dorky ahh mask that doesn't even cover the bottom half of my face. (Idk what fashion sense you expect out of a middle schooler that has a whole fit that looks like they made to match some light up sketchers with..)
Thank you for coming to my TEDTalk if you made it this far I appreciate you and even if you didn't take care🪄💫♡
✧ My love interests/s/o in my DRs! I adore them dearly
Drawing myself is SO FRUSTRATING BC I CANT LOOK AT MYSELF IN THE MIRROR IM GONNA LOSE IT
i wish i could like comments here 😭🧎♀️➡️i promise i am not ignoring you, i just don’t know how to reply and liking comments is easier 🫶🏻
I need you to understand that when I say "comments are appreciated!" I mean that I will reply to every one of them. I mean that an email with an ao3 notification has a higher priority than a message from my mother. I mean that I will have entire discussions in the comment section if you're up for it. Message me on tumblr and I will have the same discussions on an even more unhinged level. I will dissect entire personalities and ships and fictional political structures and worldbuilding with you. I will become your new best friend. You already ARE my new best friend. At the last battle, I would raise Anduril and say "For my ao3 readers" while a single tears rolls down my cheek, and dive into the fray. I would upload from beyond the grave if someone asked about the next chapter
My sibling has wanted to know who would win in a beef between Langa and Cherry
so when I shift, I'll only come back once to tell my sibling who won, and that's that. From then on, I'm out and about
✧ To change the narrative ✍️
bro I did not shift FROM Earth-19 TO another reality, this isn't my respawn point you sillies!!!!!!! THIS IS NOT MY OG REALITY PLEASE DUDE I do not wanna hear that it's weird to think I'm from another reality while I'm in my dr--- BOY I'VE BEEN THERE AND HERE THE WHOLE TIME STOPPPP
stop. you and I aren't from here even if it is all you remember. We are, always have been, always will be, everywhere all at once/before/after/never/forever.
To the anon that recently submitted something for the ask game:
It may take me a liiiiiittle longer than I expected... ahaha... sorry about that but trust I'm working on it‼️
So lately I've been... doing research, to say the least, on a French painter from the 19th century and this guy died in his 30s but...
idk how to put this but lowk ahhhmm 👀 what if I met him. what if I did. What if I just dropped in and had a whole romance guys... (and somehow try to avoid his death)
Idk y'all...