Raine. He/him or they/them. Inbox always open.
When you work in a creative field there’s a mental trap you can fall into where you think that if you can’t be the best and most famous in the whole world that there’s no point but really there’s a million ways you can do your thing either as a job or as a hobby that are just as important if not more so than the most famous people in the field
Like. There’s no shame in being a wedding singer. You know what I mean? You don’t have to go to broadway to chase your dreams. You can get hired by local Shakespeare troupe. You can have a little webcomic with a small but loyal fan base.
And I’m not advocating for “settling” or whatever. I’m saying that there’s ways to do what you love for a living or as your main hobby that are smaller and may in fact be what you actually want. Because you may want to just be a local band. You know what I mean? Sometimes that’s the end goal. And even if it isn’t it can still be a way to do what you love.
this always gets me very warm in the face >/////<
Too good not to have here lol
After 8 foot tall lady dimitrescu went on a rampage through the internet getting everyone horny as fuck, I stopped being dysphoric about my height and instead use it to my advantage
Me at four eleven, craning my neck all the way back and giggling dopily:
my brother started calling our cat "doobie brother" which he then lengthened to "dubious brother" and has since morphed into "brother dubious" like he's some sort of fucked up little monk
brother dubious
"My liege, I'm afraid I have reason to believe your concubine plots against you. Worry not, your eminence, you can still trust me, of course..."
Talking to people about your characters really is a game changer. You'll start saying things about them you didn't even know you knew.
There’s certain benign activities that you should do even if someone is judging you because the sort of person who would judge you for doing that isn’t a person worth listening to.
Worried about wearing that pikachu shirt when you usually don’t wear t-shirts? Do it. The sort of person who would judge you for wearing a pikachu shirt isn’t worth your time.
Worried someone will judge you for eating in public? What sort of idiot cares about another person eating a salad at the park? Just do it.
Worried you’re not dressed well enough for this mall? It’s a mall. If someone judged you for showing up in basketball shorts they have too much time on their hands.
What sort of person gets mad at someone else just standing to the side and reading a nutrition label? Not the sort of person I’d like to meet.
Someone judging you for not wearing makeup? That person is not worth your time.
This mindset has helped my social anxiety a lot btw. As long as you generally do your best to be a polite person other normal or slightly weird or out of character things you do are your business. The sort of person paying a lot of attention to every little thing a stranger does generally isn’t the sort of person whose opinion you’d respect. So stop letting their opinions matter to you when you haven’t even met them.
Anyway, found a metaphor.
"You are so lucky you get to stay home and not work."
Change to:
"You are so lucky you get to eat ice cream for breakfast, lunch, and dinner. You are so lucky you are not allowed to eat anything else."
Many people like ice cream. Many people know that they will get sick if they only eat ice cream. Maybe this gets through?
I like this comparison because it captures the torturous monotony and the bleakness of being physically disabled and unemployable/unable to return to school/etc. it does fucking suck actually
I'm writing an essay on this right now actually. Disabled Time is not the same as Free Time. Anything you're forced into (eg. unemployment) is going to probably suck at least a little bit, if not at first then definitely after a while
