Yeah, there's a reason why people keep me around, and it's not just because of my pretty face or my habit of getting distracted in the middle of mundane tasks to hilarious results. ("Stephanie, finish putting your pants on.")
Thank you. This is, btw, the fundamental reasoning behind why I don't think you need therapy. X3 You deal with your shit, and you don't need that extra push over the mental hurdles that therapy provides.
Yeah, at a very young age I learned to "deal with it" or else I was going to be royally screwed by everyone around me.
Sometimes I don't want to deal my shit, or feel like dealing with my shit, but I deal with my shit because no one else is going to do it for me. I might whine, or bitch at my shower head, kitchen sink, steering wheel, etc., but I do deal with it in the end.
Thanks. "No, I'm not okay, and that's all right, because I'm going to be" was last year's big revelation. It happened sometime after "it's fine to not be okay."
There's just this... thing, I guess, in modern society that combines the Real World's "keep it together, pretend everything is fine, and for god's sake, don't scare the neighbors" with the internet's glorification of the train wreck. It's cool to have problems, but God help you if you actually have problems, like a death close to you or a stress breakdown or just the average everyday shit that everyone gets. And nobody deals with their shit, it's fantastic
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Is it bad that the thing I'm most thinking about after reading that is how I would best drown myself in the shower? Especially different showers with different types of seals on their doors, and detachable or non-detachable showerheads. I mean just, you know, structurally, what would be my best bet? SCIENCE MUST KNOW.
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Thank you. This is, btw, the fundamental reasoning behind why I don't think you need therapy. X3 You deal with your shit, and you don't need that extra push over the mental hurdles that therapy provides.
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Sometimes I don't want to deal my shit, or feel like dealing with my shit, but I deal with my shit because no one else is going to do it for me. I might whine, or bitch at my shower head, kitchen sink, steering wheel, etc., but I do deal with it in the end.
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There's just this... thing, I guess, in modern society that combines the Real World's "keep it together, pretend everything is fine, and for god's sake, don't scare the neighbors" with the internet's glorification of the train wreck. It's cool to have problems, but God help you if you actually have problems, like a death close to you or a stress breakdown or just the average everyday shit that everyone gets. And nobody deals with their shit, it's fantastic ( ... )
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Personally, I always pictured just turning my head up with my mouth open and impersonating a turkey in a rainstorm.
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