awake at 4 am i gotta remind myself that none of the emotioions im experiencing rightnow are peer reviewed
sometimes you just have to. just have to stand in a ray of light and be warm for a minute
Hibernation would fix me
My brain, having a meltdown like a toddler: I just can’t do it! I don’t want to !! I can’t!!
Me, parenting my tired toddler brain: Take a deep breath, it’s going to be ok. We don’t have to do everything today that’s overwhelming you. Let’s pick the most important thing to work on, ok? What’s the smallest step we can do to work towards that?
My toddler brain, wiping away tears: Um, I think we should…open up the important spreadsheet and look at the first row.
Me, parenting my tired toddler brain: Great! Let’s do that, and then we can have a popsicle, ok?
My toddler brain: *nods through drying tears, upset, but cooperative*
i wanted to make a comic about charlie’s story for a while and i finally got the chance to fix up a storyboard
sorry it’s so long, honestly i wish i got the chance to write more despite my short working time frame
a small comic about a clown doll with anxiety-
Depression is kicking my butt lately, could you bestow upon me something to help make feel better?
what alienation of labor does to a mf
Keep finding out shit I do has names.
oh hey sorry I’ve been distant lately…. I’ve been really busy having a brain that is bad
i don’t say it enough but. discipline is the good sister of chronic mental illness. at one point only your own relationship w your sadness will determine wether you’re able to stand up after crying for 10 minutes in a public bathroom, methodically dry your tears, and tell yourself ‘ok, I’ve cried about this, now I’ll do my best to get out of here and go to my car and then home’ knowing you’ve already prepared yourself dinner, in case you got too sad after that one thing that always upsets you. it’s knowing yourself. it’s taking care of who you are, day in & day out. who else can do it this tenderly?
you’re stuck with this thing, be it mood swings or depressive episodes or paralyzing anxiety or anything, really, and yet you have to clean your house, get yourself some food, check your emails. to learn how to do all those things even when you’re in the midst of a crisis is to educate your body, and with it your mind, to just…stand up, and physically do them as soon as possible. you have to keep listening to your mood, & be aware that yeah, maybe you won’t get everything done today, but that you are starting. and it does work. it’s an act of love, in a way. and as love is, it’s messy, it doesn’t always look very pretty, and it’s also damn easy to overlook. it’s being kind to yourself, despite everything, every single time, because you’re worth the effort.
it’s like the poem kindness by naomi shihab nye (this is only a fragment):
Before you know kindness as the deepest thing inside, you must know sorrow as the other deepest thing. (…) Then it is only kindness that makes sense anymore, only kindness that ties your shoes and sends you out into the day to gaze at bread, only kindness that raises its head from the crowd of the world to say It is I you have been looking for, and then goes with you everywhere like a shadow or a friend.
my last two brain cells
the line between doing some things as self care vs doing them as depressive apathy is soooo fine, like oh do i wanna sleep all day because i’m tired and i need it or because i’m depressed and trying to escape? same with not going out, canceling plans, isolating yourself, like, ANYTHING comfortable in even a little excess is liable to be one or the other... the line is thin and im a tightrope walker who just joined the circus to get away from the family farm and ive never walked a tightrope before and i am lying in the hay on the ground.
adhd is so funny it's like being possessed but with myself
me, desperately: can we please get something done?!
my inner demon, who is also me: IF YOU LIKE PIÑA COLADA